#salem offers art

[woof-squiggles]

so SING ALONG, it's such a SILLY SONG !

THE CACKLING CAROUSEL / it spins and never STOPS !!

reference under cut!

[woof-squiggles]

hehehdhgegf

[floating-goblin-art]

some more salem pics for enrichment :3

(last one i was trying to sleep off a headache and he wanted to. idk. supervise)

he is such a delight, never beating the aeon ghoul allegations. keep being you salem

[grimbothefool]

i think if you tried to make Salem eat pre-war food he would scream and cry and piss his pants

[dhwty-writes]

Sometimes you get goaded into drawing straight ship art for your lesbian pc

[wolfertinger666]

Salem is not an "uwu wholesome cinnamon roll trans boi" he is a sexy rabbit who seduces me with his tummy and I am in service to him by drawing art of him everyday as a peace offering and to spread his propaganda on to unsuspecting rabbit boy fuckers.

[northern-passage]

Interactive Fiction Community Raffle for Palestine!

Over 50 authors and artists from the Interactive Fiction community here on tumblr have come together to offer an array of prizes for a focused donation drive! We are aiming to raise as much money as possible for five families who are currently trying to evacuate Gaza. These fundraisers have been vetted by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi (thank you for your hard work!)

RULES:

You MUST donate a minimum of €5/$5 USD to one of these five fundraisers to qualify for a ticket. These are the currencies the GFMs are in (3 in euro, 2 in USD). We chose this amount because it is the minimum GFM allows and we are hoping to encourage as many donations as possible. Please be mindful that GFM does not show the conversion rate if you're donating outside your currency.

Donating once to all five GFMs will get you five tickets. And for each extra 5 you donate, you will get an extra ticket. (ie donating 10 to one GFM gets you 2 tickets, 15 gets you 3, etc.)

There are two tiers we will be pulling prizes from: one tier for writing, and one tier for art. When you submit your proof of donation, you will be asked to specify which tier you want your ticket to go towards. If you are submitting for more than one ticket, you will specify the tiers for each ticket-- you can spread them out between both tiers or put them all towards one.

You will be required to share a receipt/proof of donation via uploading a picture through google forms. We will not be handling any money. You are donating directly to the GFMs, and then showing us proof that you have done so. Please include the GFM and the amount you've donated in the screenshot you upload. We are only taking donations starting from June 7th onward.

We plan to raffle off all possible prizes using a random generator. Once the drive concludes on the 21st, we'll take a few days to gather up & organize the tickets and draw names, and then we will be in touch with winners both on tumblr and via email.

You can find the full list of contributors and prizes here.

Please understand that these prizes are pulled blind and assigned at random. You cannot pick or choose which writer/IF or artist you get. It is completely randomized. You get what you get-- even if you aren't familiar with the writer or their game. Artists and authors also have the right to refuse your request at their discretion. Please be respectful and remember that our main goal and focus here is fundraising for these families.

Abdullah Mohammed and his family

Mohammed Bardaweel and his family

Bilal Salah's family

Suad and her family

Firas Salem and his family

We encourage you to share these families and their fundraisers here and elsewhere. We're hoping by focusing our efforts we can really make a big impact for all of them.

Ticket submission form:

[aces-and-angels]

baby salem by @lampyri* donate to salem's family follow: @wafans-blog vetted/verified: no. 260 on el-shab-hussein/nabulsi's sheet

did you know in gaza ~50,000 pregnant women are awaiting to give birth + ~5,500 due within the next 30 days? or despite the lack of functioning hospitals, ~180 babies are born every day? (source)

salem was only brought into this world a few weeks ago, and those weeks have been anything but easy. the scarcity of food left salem's mother, manal, malnourished throughout her pregnancy-- which led to salem being born anemic and very frail.

the constant trauma manal faces on a daily basis has made her unable to produce any breast milk. without access to formula, the family has resorted to extreme measures and feeds baby salem a slurry of cooked flour and water- an extremely dangerous diet for any newborn to be on.

a baby's cry is the first thing new mothers are blessed to hear. a sign of life that fills the room. salem doesn't cry. not anymore, at least. he's too weak to do so.

as the genocide continues- despite the iof's flagrant attempts to squash any chance of life- palestine lives.

whether or not it thrives is on us.

*= @lampyri is currently offering to draw headshots in exchange for $7+ donations to vetted/verified campaigns + organizations for palestine/sudan. i've received several works from kay in the past and have loved every single one. if you are interested in getting some art yourself- please do not hesitate to contact them!

[noneatnonedotcom]

elaborating on the Highschool DXD/rwby idea me and weatherman came up with.

we're probably gonna have to start the story well before cannon, just because with the abilities of warlord jaune being natural to him I doubt he'd be an unknown for long.

so jaune's gonna be 12, along with most of the rwby cast living in America. ruby is 10

first up jaune, jaune arc is not at all related to joan of arc in fact his family has no heroic ancestry at least on a mythical level. his ancestors have been soldiers in the united states since the revolution. his powers quite literally come out of nowhere. when jaune realizes that he has spidersense and instant mastery of anyweapon he picks up as well as making the weapon glow white and gold and be way stronger he decides to become a superhero. unknowingly starting a one man war with the devils and fallen in North America. his family is not Christian and holds no gods instead the follow the ancient Celtic tradition that the cycle of reincarnation is an endless battle to prove honor and conquer everything you can before you die so you can do It all again in the next life.

ozpin: ozpin is a wizard who was obsessed with reincarnation and uncovering the mysteries of it. as a result of his experiments he made it that every time he died he would wake up in the body of a new born no memory lost, he does have to deal with growing up every time though. his current body is named oscar and while young his magical know how makes him pretty much the defacto leader of the American mystical defense league. he lives in Canada.

salem: an ancient princess who sought eternal youth, she succeeded and lives semi happily in the north American wilderness occasionally offering magical aid to those who find her. she's got a soft spot for romance as she grew up on ideals of courtly love. she's exceptionally knowledgeable but is enjoying her retirement from mystical bullshit.

summer rose: servent to salem she was the main protector of north America for a long time. she has a unique mutation that hinders magic connected to her silver eyes. intense emotions cause her eyes to flash removing all magic in her sight. with an enchanted axe she's quite capable of handling most threats in north America since the place is pretty dead magically speaking. easily able to take on low class devils and strays she worked with her team to take on the forces of darkness. her day job is a school teacher for a private school run by salem.

tai-yang xiao-long: a user of senjutsu his mastery is at a pretty low level, still more than enough to keep his friends safe his day job is a martial arts instructor.

qrow branwren: the scar qrow himself. qrow got a job working for the feds as he got older being sent out to investigate strange occurrences for the department of mystic investigation or the DMI as the only one who actually gets paid for looking into this bullshit his friends make him foot the bill for travel most of the time. he doesn't mind too much since he lives with tai and summer. taught by ozpin in his last life qrow's a pretty average mage. still more than enough to handle the threats he gets put up against. now if only he knew why those fallen assholes had such an interest in him.

raven branwren: currently working as muscle for whatever criminal will hire her raven is most well known for her enchanted katana that she stole and will never give back. it enhances her physical abilities and she's the main villain jaune faces as he tries to be a super hero. she's well aware she's not that strong in the grand scheme of things but she's got a talent for getting jaune riled up to fight and then leaving her enemies to deal with him, kid's too easy.

ruby rose: ten year old daughter of summer rose and inheritor of her eyes ruby was born with the sacred gear petal burst which being a dryad allows her to turn herself into rose petals and move at extremely high speeds. she prefers her magic shooting laser gun. but she can summon a rose themed scythe when in melee combat. she doesn't need to make it a scythe but she's a little edge lord.

weiss schnee: daughter of a wealthy buisness magnate weiss was obsessed with the occult secretly she wants to be a magical girl. her studies allowed her to buy a magical rapier that increased her abilities in combat. she's also a pretty good hand at magic though she'll need to be better to fight the forces of evil with love! she is also from the great white north.

blake belladona: nekomata who's parents are first generation immigrants to the united states, they came here for work and fell in love with the country. blake is a huge weeb and wants to be a ninja. she's currently studying senjutsu to better aid that goal. she will go out of her way to make mysterious entrances and exits. she has a ninjato her parents got for her that has been mystically enchanted to be able to cut anything.

yang xiao-long: daughter of tai-yang she also studies senjutsu but has a much greater talent for it. already well on her way to mastery she also has a sacred gear. burning vengeance is a dragon based sacred gear that absorbs kinetic energy and redistributes it. in time yang will learn to power it via her own punches as well as direct kinetic energy in such a way that she's practically invincible. but for now she's only just discovered it. it appears as a pair of gauntlets and grants her more power based on how hard she is hit.

pyrrha nikos: descendant of Achilles pyrrha was told from a young age she was destined for greatness. growing without pear she thought her only option was to be picked up by some faction of the supernatural and that would be it, instead she met jaune and for once fought someone just as talented. this lit a fire in her that hasn't gone out since she will find out just who this "huntsman" really is and she will have him join her. together they shall forge their own destiny.

she holds the spear and sheild of her ancestor. Diatrekhōn Astēr Lonkhē: Straightforward is sometimes the best way to go. Rather than rely on special capabilities that form the core of a fighting style, the best course of action is to have a reliable weapon that enhances what you can do even without it. The spear of Achilles does just that. A very well made weapon, with a sharp and sturdy design, with high capability for use as a spear and a throwing javelin. It has two magical abilities. The first is that the wounds created by the spear cannot be healed without very powerful magic, so long as the spear exists. the wounds this weapon makes become part of the normal state of any victim.

The second ability is to create a bounded field for dueling. A battleground is created where it becomes impossible for gods, outside help or luck of any kind to interfere in the battle between the two combatants. This created battleground is a separate dimension, divided in space and time from the outside world, ensuring any duel lasts just a brief moment to outside view. The duel rules are decided on by both combatants together, but enforced fully on agreement, and the battleground can only be summoned provided both agree with full knowledge of the details of this ability. Only once one of the two are defeated can the field be escaped.

Akhilleus Kosmos: "The shield made for Achilles by the god Hephaestus. Engraved with a detailed depiction of the Greek world, the shield, beyond being an effective indestructible object, is able to project a immensely powerful bounded field in response to any attack. the bounded field acts as if all of Greece was between the attacker and you when activated. Should an attack be incapable of piercing both through such a magical dimensional construct and lack the power to tear through an entire country, it will fail to reach you. However, not only does the shield’s bounded field cost energy to activate and maintain, it will prove far less capable against any attack particularly capable against ‘worlds’ or dimensional constructs like this."

nora: daughter of thor, nora was supposed to be at home learning to fight, she instead stole her father's chariot and went to America to see what kind of trouble she could get into. as a demi-god she's quite strong and can control holy lightning. she's the equal of pyrrha physically though because she likes to skip out on training she's not quite as skilled. she uses a hammer as large as she is. it's enchanted not to break under her strength but that's it. and that's all she needs.

her dad wishes she would stay put, he misses hanging out with his darling baby girl and making massive thunderstorms together.

Ren: son of a chinese sword master ren has been on the path of physical cultivation for as long as he can remember. meditating daily to put more and more energy from his senjutsu into his body strengthening it. as he father says muscles, unlike women, will never betray you.

after all technique requires a specific stance or situation to be useful, muscles will always be ready. he's been friends with jaune since they were little but only recently has jaune discovered his abilities.

ren's sword storm flower is a gift given to him by nora made in a Chinese style it is capable of cultivating with him being infused with just as much senjutsu as he is.

first arc: let's be heroes! jaune uncovers his powers and decides to be a superhero not knowing about the supernatural world. he ends up picking fights with devils who own his territory and between them and the criminals he has his hands full. he tends to just use whatever is on hand if it's a surprise attack but when he's going out in his costume (a pumpkin Pete hoodie with a mask he can pull up) he takes his baseball bat with him. while doing his hero thing he meets all sorts of people that he will later team up with and also starts to get the attention of various magical factions. second arc: this is mine now! jaune is able to weild a piece of the hold sword Excalibur. more than that he's now on the hunt for all the pieces the only saving grace is that he has school so his travels are only infrequent. ren pushes his cultivation further while helping his friend. and pyrrha creates her red huntress persona to try and get closer to jaune. nora joins in an becomes her side kick.

Weiss begins her decent ascension into being a magical girl. and knowing that the power of friendship is how to win brings ruby yang and blake with her. they mainly just beat up low level devils and mages but they have fun.

arc three: fake heroes! the hero faction tries to recruit our heroes will they succeed? and why are our heroes just mercilessly mocking the hero faction of the chaos brigade? isn't this just bullying?

not sure what to do for arcs past this leme know what you'd do

@weatherman667 @howlingday @heliosthegriffin

[reashot]

Aurum The Dragonslayer. (1/2)

Several years after the defeat of Salem and two decades before Aurum met Jaune's younger self. Tells a story of how Aurum became known as the Dragonslayer.

First born of Jaune and Yang, two great heroes during the war against Salem. Born into this world weak and small, many did not expect him to survive childhood but to everyone's surprise he did not only survive past it but grew up to be bigger and stronger as time went on. Now in his sixteen years of age he towers over his peers and most adults. His skill with a sword surpasses many renowned warriors of his time.

And now embarking on a quest he can be seen walking into a seedy tavern out in the middle of nowhere in order to fulfill his quest. Aurum opens the wooden door of the bar to walk inside the tavern. The loud metallic stomp from his boots caused all eyes inside the bar to turn on him. To see what kind of fool that would dare to visit this den of ill repute.

And to their surprise and delight they indeed saw a fool. They saw a fool wearing full body armor from head to toe.

"Thine looking for a guide across the western mountain." Thus speak the armored fool.

The patrons however paid Aurum no mind and continued with their day drinking.

"Thy liege. King Ozcar has given thine a royal writ. That states any subjects of the kingdom must render aid when asked to by the recipient." He proudly exclaims his royal authority to a room full of drunken degenerates.

When Aurum mentioned the monarch Ozcar. Instead of bowing in reference to their superior. The patrons just ignored him even harder. For there's not a lot of love for the monarchy this far out in the wild.

At first he does not understand why these "fine" people did not try to help him. Aurum may be a master of the blade but reading the room is not one of his expertise. So if appealing to their sense of fealty did not work he would try to appeal to their avarice instead. "Of course Thine would not expect for thee to toil for free. Thine is willing to offer adequate reward if thou are willing to help thine out."

Their head starts to turn to the direction of the Knight after the mention of a reward.

"Thine needed a guide. For thine wishes to go to face the dragon Tiamat."

The tavern that was once as silent as the grave erupted at the mention of Tiamat.

"Are you insane!" The first shout rang.

"You can't kill Tiamat!" The second explained the absurdity of Aurum's statement.

"Get the F**k out of here!" The third one explains what the patrons wanted out of the Knight.

Then after that they just throw insults and slurs like questioning the sexuality of the Knight. When that was not enough the patrons started throwing things at Aurum From foods to beer bottles. Fortunately this is where having an armor actually comes in useful. He didn't even need to activate his Aura as the bottle simply broke upon contact.

"Art thou done with thy foolishness?" Aurum calmly states as all manners of debris clutter the floor near him and on his self.

"How much you paying?" One dissenting voice comes from the back corner of the room. The man sitting in the corner is a lot older than he is, probably the same age as his father. He also wore a suit of armor albeit tattered and dirty unlike Aurum's shiny golden armor. But Aurum notices that the man sitting is also a warrior like himself by the looks of it and he has probably been in a few fights himself.

Aurum walks towards the corner of the room to meet the person. "Two millions Lien. If thou accept thine request then thine will give thee half and the rest afterwards."

The amount that was offered caused an immediate shift in the atmosphere inside the tavern. "Two millions... Why so generous, sir knight?"

"Thine would not asketh thou to risk thy life on a pittance." Aurum simply stated.

"How very noble of you, sir knight. Very well we will depart immediately." The man grabbed his glass and immediately down the entire thing.

Some times later.

"So, sir knight I was wondering?" The guide subtly gesturing to the Knight behind him.

"Thou may ask thine a question." Aurum gives him permission.

"Thank you, sir knight. May I ask who I currently have the pleasure of conversing with? Because we were not properly introduced back there."

"Very well thy suppose thou deserve to know. Thine name is Aurum Arc. Son of Jaune Arc.

"You're Jaune's son?" The guide was surprised upon hearing Jaune's name.

"Thou knoweth my father?" Aurum's eyes widened.

"You have no idea... Still. He became a hero and he had a kid? Good for him I guess."

"What was thine father were like back then?" Aurum asked the guide again.

"... I'm sorry I can't."

"Prithee tell thine why not?"

"Because there's no use in telling someone who's about to die." The guide then loudly whistles.

Aurum immediately stands at the ready preparing for what comes next. At first he saw one person appearing from the bush, then two, three, four until finally there were twelve of them. All of them are more dirty and tattered than the last. Noticing that he is now surrounded he finally draws his sword while the rogues cackle in the background.

[moonlitcelestial]

Lipstick Stains - Wooyoung

Valentines Day Special

W/C ~2,293

☽ Masterlist ☾ 

♡ Lipstick Stains Masterlist ♡

Disclaimer: This story is purely a work of fiction. It is not meant to assume or mock anything about Ateez or Atiny. I will be attempting to keep it as gender neutral as possible but it will lean toward she/her pronouns. 

Thanks for reading <3 Moonie

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You were in the middle of starting to prepare dinner for the rowdy bunch of men that were coming over for a bonfire later. You proposed the idea of a chill hangout earlier in the week and they all vehemently agreed that they need some time to unwind. You had offered to make them some food and then use your bonfire for drinking and roasting smores. You heard a light knock and your little black cat, Salem, was meowing at whoever was outside. You wiped your hands off and approached the door in your the kiss the chef apron. Wooyoung had offered to help you make dinner so he could spend some alone time with you before everyone else got here. You opened the door and smiled at your boyfriend of just over a year. “Hi jagi,” he said walking in, he gave you a quick kiss as he walked past. He walked to the kitchen and set the bags of food down on your island. You closed the door and patted Salem on the head before heading to the kitchen. Wooyoung had started taking out the ingredients and sorting them out. 

“The boys shouldn't be too far behind me, I only got out a couple of minutes ahead of Hongjoong and Seonghwa”

“That’s okay, I am just happy I get a little peace and quiet with you before everyone else gets here.” You wrapped your arms around his waist from behind. You leaned on his back and he wrapped his hands around your arms and squeezed. He turned around and pulled you into a sweet kiss. Your lips molded together like puzzle pieces but the moment was ruined when someone knocked on the door. You pulled away and groaned into his chest. He chuckled at you as you walked toward the front door. You opened it to see Hongjoong and Seonghwa holding drinks. 

“Yesss,” you said, taking a couple of bags from them. You left the door open for them to wander in as you walked to the fridge to put the alcohol in the freezer. They had followed you in and took a seat at your island bar. 

“What is for dinner, Y/N?” Seonghwa asked, looking at all of the ingredients.

“Jjajangmyeon,” you responded while you prepped everything. 

After a few minutes of chatter from the four of you someone knocked on the door. You looked at your brother Hongjoong and asked if he could get the door as you were in your cooking phase. He nodded and got up to go to the door. You heard the chorus of greetings from the rest of the boys. They all meandered toward the kitchen where you and Wooyoung were moving around each other preparing the food. 

“Has anyone ever told the two of you that you work very well together in the kitchen?” Yuhno commented watching from the side of the island. Thankfully it was big enough that you could seat all of the boys, even if it was a little cramped. 

“It is a fine art we have perfected cooking for all of you,” you said as you turned around and passed Woo the ingredient he was going to need next. You both had prepared this meal several times in the course of being together. 

“It is like the two of you are dancing, perfectly in sync. It is actually almost scary.” Mingi remarked, taking in that you basically read Wooyoung’s mind before he could even say a word. 

“I don't think they could ever be scary in that apron,” Wooyoung said. You turned to look at him and almost threw a noodle at him. 

“I don't want to hear it, this was a gift and I absolutely love it.” You pointed at him with your chopsticks menacingly. He smirked at you, he was the one that got you the apron; but he still liked to make fun of you for it. 

After a while the meal was ready, you served all of them before taking some for yourself. Everyone dug in and praised the two of you for the amazing food. When you smiled at the compliments, you could feel Wooyoung’s smug smile. He was the one who had taught you how to make this dish to perfection, you had known how to make it but it never came out quite right. Once everyone was done you made your way out to the backyard. You started the fire before heading back in to grab the alcohol. If tonight was going to be a proper unwinding session you needed a few drinks. Each of the boys had taken a couple of shots before you started a game of truth or dare. Truth be told it was involving the boys more than you; you were just enjoying the insanity. All of you were scattered around your large fire pit. The game started out fairly innocently with some light dares of doing some stupid things like putting hot sauce on a s’more. The farther they got into being drunk the crazier they got. At one point they all put on a show for you, they were stumbling over their feet as they serenaded you. You couldn’t help but to grab your phone and record them to have blackmail later. 

“Woo, truth or dare?” San asked, pointing at him with the stick he had his marshmallow on. He was already very tipsy if the flush on his face was anything to go by. 

Wooyoung scoffed, “as if I would do anything other than a dare.” You smiled at your boyfriend and how cocky he was being. 

“Okay, I dare you to give the prettiest person around the fire a sexy dance.” All of the boys had been participating in drinking so a fair few of them were oohing and aahing like school children. Wooyoung got up and walked toward Yeosang who was sitting next to you. You fully expected him to give Yeosang the sexy dance. At the last second he curved away from Yeosang, who sighed in relief, and toward you. Your eyes widened as he prowled toward you. He grabbed your hand and made you stand. Hongjoong made a sound of protest when he realized that he had chosen you as the prettiest. He caressed your face with his other hand and you leaned back, he raised his eyebrows at you. You could see the cogs turning in his brain and you know him well enough to know he just made it his mission to embarrass you. He twirled you around and once you got back to facing him he turned around and dropped into a squat he bounced a couple of times before he started to stand back up. You let go of his hand and covered the bottom half of your face. While he was getting back up he popped out his butt and almost knocked you over. He snapped back to look at you and grabbed your hand bringing it away from your face, he knew that you were embarrassed already but he continued. He planted a kiss to the back of it before trailing it down his front, acting like it was your first time feeling him up. You snatched your hand back like it was on fire when he got past his pecs. He caressed your face again, whipped around and sauntered off. 

Everyone erupted into laughter at the look on your face. Hongjoong was watching the whole scene in horror, he was hiding his face in his hands and you could just barely make out that he was peeking between his fingers. You could feel the heat rising up the back of your neck spread to your face and ears. You hid yourself in your hands and brought your knees up to your chest after you sat back down. Shortly after everyone quieted down the game continued. 

You had been listening and watching the entire thing with second hand embarrassment. As the chaos went on you could only hide your face behind your hands peeking out between your fingers; much like your brother did earlier. Mingi kissed Hongjoong on the cheek; which resulted in a smack. Seonghwa had to go into the house and make a mess and not clean it, which was just downright cruel; but you knew tomorrow he would help you clean anyway. San had to run around your entire backyard three times without a shirt on screaming at the top of his lungs. Yuhno had to give a kiss to Jongho, which resulted in him chasing the poor maknae around the backyard until he could quickly peck his cheek. Hongjoong had to kiss each of you on the cheek, making sure to cover Woo and San’s mouths. When he got to you he was the most normal because you were his younger sister. Yeosang had to allow Wooyoung to give him a kiss on the cheek. Jongho had to sing a full opera song making sure to serenade all of you. Your neighbors surely hated you at this point although they were not too close they could most likely hear the loud bunch of drunk men. 

San sat down across from you and his eyes met yours. “Y/N truth or dare?”

With all of the absolutely ridiculous dares that had been happening here recently you chose the safe route “Truth”

Everyone groaned at your answer like you knew they would. San brought his hand up to his chin and pretended to ponder the question he was going to ask. He snapped his fingers and exclaimed “show us your all time favorite picture, the more embarrassing the better!” You instantly thought of your favorite picture, but it wouldn’t be embarrassing for you. You snuck a look at Wooyoung and he tilted his head at you. You dug your phone out of your hoodie pocket and pulled up your gallery. You scrolled for a second before landing on what you were looking for. It was a live picture of you and Wooyoung looking at each other, he was covered in lipstick stains and you had one lone lipstick stain on your cheek. Thinking back to that day you felt yourself smile. 

You opened the door and he hadn't even made it a step into the room before you asked him to do the trend with you. He reluctantly agreed and you squealed as you ran for your favorite red lipstick. He followed you in and shook his head at your antics. Now he knew what it was like hanging around himself. You had quickly applied the lipstick and set up your camera before he walked into the room. You proceeded to attack him with kisses. You kissed him on the lips first and then proceeded to kiss him all over, once you pulled away to look at him but before you could get a good look he grabbed your face and kissed your cheek. You gasped in mock offence and looked at the camera and noticed the red lips on your cheek. Your eyes widened and you both looked at each other at the same time and couldn’t keep it together. He had taken the picture right as you looked at each other and the live picture went on as you laughed at each other. Several more pictures followed and you cherished every one of them. 

Your inhibitions were lowered from the alcohol and you handed your phone to San without a second thought. “Here you go Sannie, feel free to share with the class” you said with a smirk. Wooyoung scooted over to look at your phone in San’s hand. Once he processed what he just saw his head whipped toward you. You gave him a finger heart and stayed quiet, it wasn't until then that you had fully processed what you were announcing. The information finally registered in San’s brain and he screeched, looking up at you and then back to Wooyoung. He quickly passed the phone to Mingi. 

“WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?” San yelled at you as the phone was going around. You looked at Wooyoung and he was red in the face. Most of the other members had a similar reaction to San. 

“About a year ago.” You responded looking at your nails like this was the most unimportant conversation in the world; in reality you were nervous as hell. 

“You kept this a secret for a year?!” He yelled again, Seonghwa shushed him and he asked you again in a normal voice. 

“I knew,” Yeosang piped up. “I walked into the apartment when they were not really paying attention to a movie.” Everyone’s eyes shot to him, some of their mouths were hanging open at the betrayal of two of their closest friends. 

You looked nervously at Hongjoong who was the last to receive your phone. He looked at you with surprise. You hadn't told him because you wanted to see where your relationship went before telling anyone. Before you knew it almost a year had passed. 

“I am happy you two are happy,” he said to you. 

“I will explain everything when I can form a coherent thought,” you replied. Wooyoung was watching the entire interaction with bated breath. He released a sigh as soon as he knew he was out of the woods. You chuckled at him. 

Hongjoong turned to look at Wooyoung, “if you ever hurt them I'll kill you.” he deadpanned. Wooyoung chuckled nervously. 

“Duly noted, but just so you know I don't plan on it.” Wooyoung said to Hongjoong. He looked at you and smiled, that had definitely not gone how you guys planned it. In the end you knew it would be something you could look back on and laugh at. 

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Hongjoong Seonghwa Yuhno Yeosang San Mingi Jongho

[woof-squiggles]

funeral

[amushroomnamedsalem]

looking for feedback on visual art/written piece about queerplatonic relationships

hello! my name is salem and i'm working on a year-long art project where i'm hoping to do a series of paintings highlighting asexual and aromantic experiences. i've finished my first painting and i was wondering if i could get some feedback on it!

this painting and the accompanying written piece was inspired by queerplatonic love and queerplatonic relationships. it's intention is to both offer representation and act as a way to introduce/normalize queerplatonic relationships to those who haven't heard of it before. i'd appreciate feedback in any form on it! and for those who have been in a qpr before, i'd really appreciate hearing about whether or not you feel that the painting and the written piece offer a realistic portrayal of queerplatonic love and relationships? if not, what should i change? (full disclosure i have not actually been in a queerplatonic or romantic relationship before, im basing most of this work off of anecdotal research i have done)

Queerplatonic relationship (Noun) 

A committed intimate relationship between significant others whose relationship is not romantic in nature

When people ask me to explain our relationship I’m never quite sure what to say. Best friend doesn’t encapsulate all of it. And so, in a world where romance is a metric for intimacy, our relationship is defined to others in “but”. I love you, but I’m not in love with you. We’re partners but not dating. Then they ask if that means we’re just friends and I don’t know how to tell them that there is nothing just about us. 

I want to move in with you. I want to bake bread together in the middle of the night when neither of us can sleep. I want to go on sunset drives and Ikea trips for furniture. I want to sit and do taxes together at the dining room table. I want to make you your favorite drink on your bad days and find plants you got me on mine. I want to plan our futures together. I trust you more than I trust myself and I’m never more myself than when I’m with you. We aren’t just friends and we aren’t in love, we just are. I love that, I love us, and I love you.

if you have any feedback please comment or dm me!

[ask-indigo-park-swapped]

WELCOME TO THE TETHERED ISLES!!!

[a cluster of floating islands drifting above a valley. ropes connect the isles together and keeps them bound to the world - recently cleared to explore, the isles are full of mystery and adventure!]

<RAMBLEY is now unavailable for asks.> <LLOYD is now unavailable for asks.> <SALEM is now unavailable for asks.> <THE SERPENT is now unavailable for asks.>

MOLLIE arrives to the main island of the TETHERED ISLES. She looks around the TETHERED OUTPOST, watching merchants and explorers milling about and interested in a new location to explore. She sees RAMBLEY nearby, assisting in supplying the new Outpost. She spots the TRADER in the crowd; the enigmatic merchant that usually stays in the Snow Line seems to have followed the excitement to the Isles. She spots RUTA in the crowd; an experienced and respected explorer that freely offers ominous but helpful advice.

Clutching her bag of supplies, Mollie is struck by indecision.

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also, because i think its funny, heres the original sketch for one that cool sidescroller esque art up there:

its literally just blobshsjdghsd

[jamlessjj]

Hey team (I say as I make prolonged eye contact with my U2 mutuals) so while I was on a road trip a few weeks ago I chanced upon a record store that had an absolute treasure trove of old magazines and managed to find these gems. Would you all like me to post some scans of the articles and/or covers? Here is a list of what's pictured. If any of these strike your fancy, lemme know:

U2's Propaganda, Issue 15, Winter 1991/2: A special edition that focuses on the release and making of Achtung Baby. Its contents are very campy design-wise with a cool arts and crafts type of vibe. Lots of photos from the late 80s and early 90s, at least half of which I hadn't seen before. Contents include an Achtung Baby scrapbook, an article detailing the making of "The Fly" music video, and an article about the process behind designing the Achtung Baby album cover.

U2's Propaganda, Issue 16, Spring 1992: A pretty text-heavy issue with a well-rounded bunch of articles in terms of topics. The entire first half of the issue is dedicated to coverage of preparation for the Zoo TV tour, focuses on the band as well as artists and others involved in various aspects of the tour. This article's look is giving "graphic design is my passion" in the best way possible. There's also an interview with Brain Eno, an article on the spoof tribute band "The Joshua Trio," and a report on the Negativland thing that happened.

U2's Propaganda, Issue 17, Winter 1992/3: Its cover story, "Sixty Nine Things You May Not Have Known About Life in the Zoo," is a rapid-fire and visually immersive list of happenings from the Zoo TV tour. Big photos of the band and the staging, including some of Bono in the foregone but never forgotten red version of The Fly costume. This issue also focuses on fan content, with a mailbag section and some stuff about various fanzines.

Rolling Stone, Issue 761, May 29, 1997: Pop-era U2 on the cover, looking extra cool. The article is titled "The Wizards of Pop." I haven't read all the way through this article, but this is the premise we're given: "Who are those men behind the curtain? It's Bono! The Edge! Adam Clayton! Larry Mullen Jr.! On the eve of their supergiant '97 world tour, U2 reveal the heart inside their consumer-nightmare machine." A couple of neat photos, too.

Rolling Stone, Issue 986, November 3, 2005: Bono on the cover, and a suuuuuper long interview with him, like, including photos, this thing is about 16 pages long with a teeny tiny font size. I've only skimmed the text but the whole thing seems to have a relatively down-to-earth vibe, which the photographs compliment well. Pretty biographical, based on what I've seen it vaguely reminds me of Bono's Surrender. Found this quote while skimming and I like it a lot: "I've always had these melodies in my head. If I'm beside a piano, I put my finger on a key. I hear a rhyme."

Rolling Stone, Issue 1074, March 19, 2009: U2 on the cover, shot in a way that seems to call back to their cover on the aforementioned 1997 issue. Published around the release of No Line on the Horizon, this is definitely more of a journalism piece as far as I can tell, rather than an interview piece. I like how this article is laid out visually. Focuses on the process of creating and recording NLOTH, and includes some photos of the band working on the album. Also, eyeliner Bono. Dude absolutely dominates one of the pages.

Spin, Volume 4 Number 10, January 1989: A brooding and melancholic Bono on the cover. I enjoy the cover's visual and emotional drama, and its mythical quality definitely goes hand in hand with the corresponding article. After getting past three ads for a multitude of cigarette brands, including one with a pop-up fish holding up a supposedly irresistible offer for a pack of Salems, you'll find an article titled, "Hating U2," with the premise, "U2 set out to become the biggest band in the world. Now they're fighting to avoid being crushed by their own myth." The magazine's overall minimalistic look matches well with how U2 was publicly perceived at the time. Again, haven't read the article in depth, but I think it's the one I look forward to reading to most. Seems to deliver a considerate/compassionate and entertaining look at celebrity, and the tensions between fame and music making, all in relation to Rattle and Hum. Includes some photos that when viewed in the article's context, totally showcase a tension between the mythicism of celebrity and ordinary personhood. Three out of the four photos were new to me.

I'm sure digital versions exist for some of these articles already. I at least know you can find some past Rolling Stone articles and interviews online. But still, I think there's something to be said about the original physical versions with all the photos, design choices, and whatnot. As a younger person, I find these physical copies especially valuable, as they're like primary sources that allow me to better connect with a time I didn't get to live through personally.

I'll probably have lots more to say about each of these at some point in the future, but in the meantime, I'd be happy to post scans if anyone so desires!

[klonnieshippersclub]

if Bonnie had her own “Aunt Jenna” which Bennett witch would it be?

I've been inspired! You didn't ask for a fic concept but here it is.

Emily had always been watching her descendant. She looked after all her kin through the years. The older Salvatore was too caught up in his own self pity to truly honor their deal. It was unfortunate knowing that she was partially responsible for her descendant knowing a vampire's wrath. There were thousands of Bennetts. She couldn't just watch over Bonnie but the teen stole most of her attention with Sheila dying and tapping into her powers. Emily couldn't resist using the power of a hundred witches to resurrect herself along with Jeremy Gilbert. Bonnie needed guidance and Emily was happy to provide it.

To Bonnie, it was strange having Emily in her life. The elder Bennett was more like an older sister than a mother. Emily would agree that she lacked a lot of mothering experience. Sometimes at night she would cry that she missed her children and Bonnie would comfort her. Because of this closeness, Bonnie agrees to go with Emily to Salem to better her magical knowledge. Neither Bennett witch expected Klaus to show up with Stefan.

Klaus was very satisfied with having his best mate, Stefan, by his side but he still longed to create more of his kind. He believed the world needed more hybrids. All his attempts were unsuccessful. He knew he needed a witch. He made plans to steal away Bonnie from Mystic Falls but discovers that she is elsewhere with another Bennett. Two Bennett witches to replace Maddox and Greta? Perfect. In Salem, the Bennetts reject Klaus' offer and a fight ensues with Stefan compelled to assist Klaus.

Upon hearing Emily cry out in pain, Bonnie stops and agrees to go with Klaus. Emily was her family. She wouldn't allow Stefan to drain her dry. Unlike Damon and Elena who were going crazy trying to track Stefan, Emily had another plan. She needed reinforcements. She travels the country recruiting Bennett witches to rescue Bonnie. When they arrive to retrieve her, they find Bonnie in Klaus' lap and she doesn't want to be saved.

The romance between Klaus and Bonnie was not immediate. His seduction of her was slow, far slower than he would have liked. From the moment he saw her in Salem, Klaus knew that he wanted to taste Bonnie's blood, her skin, her lips more than anything. Despite being even younger than Greta, Bonnie was unimpressed by his charm. Their magic lessons were more productive as every brush of their hands caused Bonnie's heart to skip a beat. Between their shared love for art history and Klaus' whispers of worship, Bonnie fell hard for the hybrid. She just hoped Emily wouldn't be too mad.