#she is crazy for £130

[figurecollection]

Doria 1/7 Scale by Myethos, from Honor of Kings

[malhare-archive]

LGDs are so intelligent that it's almost weird to refer to them in an ownership sense, like "what do you mean my dog? This is my furry room mate"

[vibinwiththefrogs]

I literally do not know how people with chronic conditions in America do not go insane. I've had to go to the doctor 5 times this year and it's been the most dismissive, poor treatment almost every time. The only people who treated me well were in an urgent care facility, but it's not like I can go to them consistently bc they're not a primary doctor.

[misahyochaeng]

“Shut up and Drive” (Jihyo x Fem!Reader🔞)

TW’s//Smut, Slight fluff, Sub!reader, Dom!Jihyo, Street Racer AU, Joyriding, Cop chase, Mommy!kink, Car Sex, Strapon.//

Small summary: Park Jihyo, Alias “Zyo”, AKA: Your girlfriend is a 27 year old street racer from Seoul, known for her multiple expensive and modified rides. She decided to invite you as her plus one for her upcoming race, but let’s just say, cars aren’t the only thing you’re riding.

The sound of screeching tires and smoke filled the atmosphere.

You're not one to race or show off cars, but you decided to be your girlfriend's plus one for today's race. You hopped into the passenger seat of her black Toyota Supra, putting on your seat belt and praying to whatever god was out there, just hoping you'd make it out alive.

Your girlfriend entered the car and buckled her seatbelt swiftly.

—"You ready?"

Jihyo asked with a raised eyebrow as she checked you out, admiring your beauty, giving you a warm, reassuring smile before starting up the engine.

You weren't exactly dressed appropriately for a race, wearing a short black mid-thigh dress and a pair of short heels.

On the other hand, your girlfriend was wearing a muscle tee with a leather racing jacket and leather pants; she looked so attractive.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when she started accelerating to the car meet, placing a hand on your thigh while she drove with the other.

You sat on the hood of your girlfriend's car, scrolling on your phone, still a bit nervous since the race was starting soon. You glance over at your girlfriend, who's showing you off like a dork, and you can't help but to let a giggle out.

She rushes over to you and signals for you to get in the car. You feel butterflies in your stomach; you get inside the car, buckle your seatbelt, and pray for the best. She takes a glance at you and notices your nervous fidgeting. She grabs your hand and looks into your eyes.

—"Hey, it's going to be okay, baby; I promise I won't do anything crazy,"

she assures as she plants a kiss on your lips.

She starts revving up her engine as you and the other cars speed up through the streets of Seoul. Your girlfriend quickly caught the lead, swiftly drifting around twists and turns, taking alleyways and cutting off cars like if it was nothing.

It was all fun until a pair of blue and red lights started shining at the car.

—“Shit, hold on, Y/N.”

She put down her foot harshly on the accelerator, a harsh trail of smoke blowing towards the police car as the sound of screeching tires echoed through the almost empty city.

You were holding on for dear life as your girlfriend swiftly cut through tunnels and alleyways, escaping the cops; you had no idea how fast you guys were going—probably 90 —WHAT—130 mph!?

Though you felt like you were practically dying as your heart sank down to your stomach, —maybe to your ass..— you couldn't deny that your girlfriend looked so fucking hot, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the gearshift, her racing jacket falling off her muscular shoulder, her biceps flexed and exposed, and those hot leather pants—IS SHE WEARING A STRAP?!

Your mind went blank as you stared at the large bulge on her pants.

—"Hey, earth to Y/N?"

You glanced at her quickly, making your neck crack loudly,

—"Fuck, I-Uhm.."

You noticed the car was stopped in a dark alleyway only lit by the car's headlights.

—"Come on, pretty girl, let's go to the back."

You both quickly hopped into the back seat.

—"Sit on mommy's lap."

You rushed to straddle her lap, nuzzling into her neck.

—"Baby, what about the race?"

You ask, a small pout toying at your lips.

—"Oh come on, baby. Who cares about that race when I have my winning prize right here?"

she coos as she starts marking your neck with wet, sloppy kisses.

—"And it's mommy to you, pretty girl."

You whimper softly and begin grinding on her lap, the strap rubbing your clothed clit.

—"What do you say?"

she says as she lifts your face up, a finger on your chin.

—"Please touch me, mommy; I need you."

She let out a dry chuckle, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear

—“Good girl. Now, let me make you feel good.”

You pleaded as you looked at her desperately.

She began thrusting her strap inside you ever so gently, taking her time with it; she knew how to push your buttons and get you desperate anyways.

—“Gosh, you take it so well don’t you, Y/N?”

Your mouth fell agape and the feeling, the cock was big and girthy, the slow thrusts hit deep, and Jihyo loved how well you took it; the sight of your soaking wet pussy practically swallowing her girth completely could make Jihyo cum.

Though these slow teases began taking a toll on you, you needed it faster, you needed her to absolutely ruin your wet cunt.

—"More, mommy, please.."

You buck your hips, grinding against her length, a needy pout evident on your lips as small beads of sweat dripped down your forehead.

You looked up at Jihyo with needy eyes, and the sight snapped something in her.

She grunted loud once your eyes lock and she began to speed up her movements, biting down on her own lip hard as she fucked you relentlessly.

The atmosphere is thick, the windows are fogged up, and all you can hear is skin slapping and loud moans. Your dress is bunched up to your stomach, and the straps of your dress are falling off. Jihyo kisses your collarbone, biting and marking your entire chest. She was pounding into you relentlessly, your breasts bouncing at every thrust; it felt euphoric, and you couldn't get enough.

She harshly slapped your ass before gripping and kneading it with her hand. Your voice rose an octave, and you started screaming and begging for more; she was in so deep and the strap was so big, you felt so full. Jihyo knew you were close, but you both know she won't let you go if you don't ask permission.

—"Come on, sweet thing, you know what to do."

She said while speeding up her movements and going even more rough.

— "Pl- Mmf..  Please let me cum, Mommy,"

your breath hitched as her movements sped up.

—"Cum for me, bitch."

she groaned as she started thrusting at a primal speed, the car shaking from how hard she was going, you were clawing and gripping her back once you started to cum.

After you finished she helped you come down from your high, pulling out and cleaning —licking—you up.

—"You did so well for me baby"

she says as she kisses your temple

—"Come on, let's go home"

There's a moment of silence until you blurt out

—"I can't believe we almost got arrested"

A/N: AHHH HELLO TUMBLR… This is an extremely old repost from a fic i made last year(?) so it’s not my best, i did add some extra stuff to “improve” it, but i’m sure i could’ve done better, I apologize if the layout is a bit messy, i’m not use to this app so much. I hope you guys enjoy! I’ll be reposting more stuff from now onnn

TOFU OUTTT🫡🫡

[yorickish]

textbook describing some shang dynasty king's wife (one of many wives) whose grave complex managed to survive to the present day without being graverobbed. it contained 1.6 metric tons of bronze objects in total, 130 weapons, 755 jade objects, and 564 bone objects.

feel like these crazy tombs were a distinctly bronze age thing... pharaohs obviously did that sort of shit. others too?

I remember seeing bret deveraux complaining about how whenever the romans conquered some non-state people, those people stopped doing elaborate noble-warrior burials where rich people would get buried with all their shit (which sucks for historians obviously). but that was iron age

it's making me think that like... this shit is just so colossally wasteful. this king-wife had what's got to be the entire productive output of probably dozens of lives thrown away with her. imagine if she wasn't even that hot. actually wait if it's just dozens that might be peanuts in an empire of hundreds of thousands, probably more like millions. I don't know if it's dozens or hundreds or what. how much is a ton of bronze anyway

in general I'm very skeptical of like, darwinian concepts of social evolution, cause you really don't have a lot of "generations" for that. but I wonder if there is a degree to which, after just a thousand years or so of these practices, social organizations that didn't throw so much away beat them all out. probably not really how it went

oh right definitely not cause people were just stealing all this shit back out of the graves. well maybe that took a few centuries

imagine being a naturally tightassed and cheapskate imperial scribe type and having to just shut your mouth and let this shit happen. no wonder they were doing human sacrifice I would have to kill someone to blow off steam too

[furious-blueberry0]

Some thoughts about my All Is Well AU I’d like to share (This is a Jedi-centric AU, so it’ll only involve them):

Palpatine and Plagueis die because of a failed experiment that turned on them (ironic, isn’t it?)  

Since Palpy is dead, no War! But also no clones :(

Sifo-Dyas does not get mortally paranoid since no war is happening!

Him and Dooku get to be two old men in love.

Q’Tark, on one of her visits to her tribe on Tatooine, finds Anakin when he is 2 months old, too little to get his slave chip implanted, and so Shmi is able to give him to the Jedi.

When the Nightsisters gave Asajj away (like in canon) they also gave Maul with her. But their ship was intercepted by the Jedi, who saved them from the criminal and brought them to the Temple.

Reva Sevander becomes the second Padawan of Obi-wan  

The Disaster Lineage is less of a disaster, and they’re all fine!

Anakin becomes Obi’s Padawan at 13, and gets knighted at 25 instead of 19.

So Ahsoka becomes Plo Koon’s Padawan.

Maul becomes Mace’s Padawan.

Ezra is still Kanan/Caleb’s Padawan.

Them, Depa, Maul, Mace and Cyslin (Mace’s master) all get together to drink tea and chat every two weeks.

Ahsoka eventually becomes Grandmaster of the Order when she’s 130 (I like the idea of Togrutas living for a long time)

BARRISS IS FINE AND IS A HEALER AND IS A RESPECTED MEMBER OF THE ORDER AND KISSES AHSOKA AND HAS HER OWN PADAWAN AND–

Ahsoka also gets a Padawan, and she gets to be the wise and crazy master she deserves to be

[tylermileslockett]

Theseus #8 "The Abduction of Persephone" For many years Theseus reigns in prosperity over Athens and has many more adventures. He battles against the centaurs at Perithous’ wedding; the battle known as the Centauromachy, and joins the many heroes in the hunt for the Calydonian boar. In these years, King Theseus meets and marries the Amazon warrior Antiope, or some say it was her sister, Hippolyta. Some say she was abducted, others, that she betrayed her matriarchal clan, and went willingly. With Hercules also having stolen the Amazon Queens Hippolyta’s magic girdle for his ninth labor, the Amazon warriors cross the Aegean and invade Athens, resulting in the Attic war.

Years later, With the true audacity of a demigod, Theseus assists his friend Perithous, into the underworld, some say to rescue, others to abduct, Persephone, wife of Hades. But they are caught by the God of the underworld and imprisoned upon the “chairs of forgetfulness”. Here they meet the ghost of Meleager, the hero of the Calydonian boar hunt, who admonished them for such a foolish plan. Luckily for Theseus, Hercules, on his twelfth labor to kidnap the guard dog Cerberus, comes upon his cousin and, imploring Hades for mercy, is able to frees Theseus. Unfortunately, Perithous is left behind, or, as some say, he was brutally ravaged by the hound of Hades; Cerberus.

Cerberus purpose was to guard the exit gates of Hades, to prevent anyone from scaping the underworld. According to Hesiod, the hound had fifty heads and was the offspring of the titaness Echidna, the “mother of all monsters” a half snake-half woman creature who drove enemies crazy with her venom, and Typhon, a hundred dragon headed creature who was defeated in battle by Zeus. It’s later that playwrights like Sophocles and Euripedes describe the hound as having three heads.

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[coveredinsun]

what i think about sometimes is that it’s lowkey crazy that it took 130 years for an eldest girl vs. younger boy succession conflict to break out into Actual War among the targaryens. i mean, in every single generation after the conqueror’s sons (in which there were no daughters at all) the eldest child of that generation had always been a daughter, but their inheritance was never formally scorned until rhaenys.

firstly, rhaena was aenys i’s eldest child, but she was quickly married off to her brother, not necessarily with the explicit intention to prevent a succession conflict, but prevention was a result; it made for a simple father-son succession with a built in queen consort.

of the next generation, there were 2 daughters elder than jaehaerys’ eldest male child aegon (who died as an infant and actually left a presumed female heir for a few years, daenerys!): aerea and rhaella. rhaella was sent away to be a septa, but aerea was even proclaimed heir! her claim against jaehaerys, like rhaenyra and daemon later, was a matter of king’s daughter vs. king’s brother. however, her inheritance was unofficially spurned, and with less publicity and outcry than rhaenys, because A) her father aegon “the uncrowned” was, as his nickname implies, never officially crowned king; and B) she was proclaimed heir by maegor, which left a bad taste in everyone’s mouth. but jaehaerys was indeed chosen over her because of the male primogeniture that put viserys over rhaenys! and rhaena, her mother, held a valid resentment over that.

and then finally after jaehaerys is crowned king and has ruled for a little while, he actually has an eldest female heir, daenaerys, for ~6 years—and her mother alyssanne specifically contended for her right to be heir! but then she dies, and jaehaerys gets an uncontroversial male heir, AND a uncontroversial male backup. but then both of those male heirs die, and like 4 of their daughters die/run away/are sent away in rapid succession (alyssa, daella, viserra, saera, maegelle) and suddenly there are TWO possible options for jaehaerys’ children, so he turns to his children’s children, and we all know how it goes.

TLDR: the dance of the dragons was not the first succession conflict based on gender. it is simply the only one that did not have a clean “wrap up” (sorry for such an insensitive turn of phrase), and thus turned into a war. targaryen women have been spurned since day 1, but it was never officially ordained until rhaenys, and never viciously fought over until rhaenyra.

[pedrithink]

thirst tweets ✩ kylian mbappé

summary: kylian and you sit down to read the thirstiest tweets.

"Hey, I'm Kylian Mbappé and I'm here with my beautiful girlfriend. We are here today with Buzzfeed to read together the thirst tweets made by you." Kylian makes a fake embarrassed expression and you just let out a laugh as you stare at him. "The first one, let's go."

"Y/N and Kylian reading thirst tweets when?" You read and let out a smile as you raise your thumb towards the camera. "Well…here we are…reading the naughtiness you guys write online."

Kylian playfully glare at you. "Imagine getting married waking up in the morning with a man in your bed that ain't Kylian Mbappé. Could never be me."

You bite your lower lip to try to contain a provocative smile and just stare at Kylian. "Well… I can confirm to KylianMyBf7 that it is extremely wonderful to wake up with this man by my side."

Her hands playfully run along his chest and Kylian can only let a loud laugh ring through the set, causing the producers to fall for her provocative banter as well.

"I want to eat Y/N (respectfully of course)." Kylian shakes his head negatively at the camera and you can only laugh at the situation. "My first one was already like that? Wow. Thanks, I guess."

Kylian's eyes slide over the open tweet on the cell phone, a devious smile on his lips as he glances at you, you return his gaze and lean your head on his shoulder for a few seconds.

"I'm sure the best way to eat chocolate is to have it off Kylian Mbappé's abs." Kylian lets out a "Hm…" as he frowns. "Inspiring…"

You look at him with an arched eyebrow and he moves his shoulders as if he doesn't understand people's taste either, you ignore the strangeness with a weak laugh and move on to the next tweet.

"What does Y/N feet look like? It's for a project. Can someone just send me a picture please? It's for a project." You read this laughing with every word, it's crazy how obsessed some people are with feet. You spend a few seconds switching your gaze from the phone to camera. "Hm…" You narrow your eyes. "I'm pretty sure I have a lot of pictures out there of my feet, but on Instagram, if you look it up, but yeah."

You say everything slowly and Kylian laughs along with you, but he puts his arm in front of you as a way to joke. "Hey, only I can get pictures of your foot." He stares at you and runs a hand up your thigh.

A deep groan leaves Kylian's lips after the tweet. "Kylian Mbappé meaty thighs can choke me anyday everyday." He stares at you with a tired look and you already prepare to speak what he is already tired of hearing.

"I tell him that every day." You shake your shoulders as if to say I told you so and he rolls his eyes. "I always ask him to choke me with his delicious thighs and he says no. What good boyfriend denies that to his beautiful girlfriend?"

You make an expression like it's absurd that he denies you this and you know that later the fans will make fun of you for this moment. "Anyway…" You scratch your throat. "I would let Y/N sit on my face."

"Damn, why is she getting the worst ones? I'm starting to get jealous." Kylian says with a pout. "Go ahead, say your answer."

"I just like comfortable chairs, sorry…" You run your hand over Kylian's face as you say this and he lets a victorious smile grow on his face. You laugh, watching as his face squirms in a tease for your answer.

"So…" He doesn't let the smile fade from his face. "With all due respect, I would drag my vulva lips across 130 degree concrete right now for Kylian Mbappé to spit in my mouth." You roll your eyes and Kylian frowns. "Baby, don't do that. You know what?" Kylian looks at you with a questioning look. "I would love to meet them in person and hear them say this in my face."

You agree, looking at the camera, but then you realize something Kylian said. "Hey, why did you call this person baby?" You look with a false expression of betrayal while pointing an accusing finger in his direction.

"Baby, I'm sorry." Kylian rolls his eyes playfully and holds up both your hands in an attempt to turn your gaze to him. "Can someone lend me a white shirt?" The staffs, and even you, are confused. "For the apology video."

Not only did you burst into a fit of laughter, but even the crew present inside the studio as well, finding Kylian's humor funny. He used the joke that all the famous people's apologies, they are wearing white shirt.

"Shut up." You can't let your laughter die and read the next tweet amidst interspersed laughter. "I need Y/N to crush my balls." A heavy breath leaves your lips and Kylian makes a grimace of pain. "I don't think that's nice for me to do," you pause and face the camera. "But also that's gonna hurt a lot."

"But I think that's the only thing I'd let you do, out of all the things that have been listed so far." Kylian snorts and nods briefly while facing the camera.

"You heard him." You point your finger in Kylian's direction. "If you're down, just hit me up. I'll crush your balls." Your suggestive look makes Kylian hold back a laugh.

"Wow, that's a big one." Kylian takes a playful deep breath and fakes an expression of fatigue. "Kylian Mbappé, I'm bowing down on my knees right now. Let me wash your feet king. Let me scrub and lick between your toes. Polish those feet until they shine like diamonds. Scrape the dry skin flakes off and use them as seasoning. Just a taste please."

You shake your head, making a sign of disapproval in your seat. "Hey, babygirl. Calm down. I'm the only one that can lick these toes."

Clearing his throat, Kylian's eyes widen as if he can't believe what you just said, eyes skimming over the next question.

"I would lose a limb and bleach my eyeballs to have sex with Y/N." Kylian reads the tweet about you and bites his lower lip a little hard to contain his jealousy. "You can do all that, little man. But sex with this woman here will never happen."

Kylian points at you with his thumb and the small smirk dancing on his lips gave you an idea that he is a little bit jealous.

"No comment on that one." You stare at the camera until Kylian shakes his shoulders and starts reading his.

"Kylian Mbappé Sir, I'm just a hole for you." Kylian sighs and shakes his head and when you whisper a low "Me too" while shaking your head he can only let out a low laugh.

You nudge his waist and pick up the phone so you can read the next one. "I would suck Y/N's butt plug like a pacifier." You stop for a moment and can't hide your expression. "I, no. I don't know what to say."

Kylian taps your shoulder as if to say "I understand you" and you shriek with a small laugh. "People are so crazy nowadays." He shakes his head negatively and starts reading another tweet. "Kylian Mbappé is the type to destroy your vagina in the most romantic way, bye."

"He really destroys mine, but it's not very romantic." You widen your eyes and Kylian just pushes your shoulder lightly while covering your mouth to keep you from talking anymore.

"She doesn't know when to stop talking."

You jokingly roll your eyes at him. "At least 3 times a week me and my boyfriend talk about wanting to have a threesome with Y/N." You open your mouth feigning astonishment. "Do I look like a third to you?"

Kylian turns to you and with a provocative smile wraps a hand on the foot of your chair, pulling you towards him. "You are the only one for me."

You leave a kiss on his mouth and turn to the camera waving, Kylian follows you and does the same. "That's it. Thanks for having us BuzzFeed."

[beep-beep-imma-sheep]

Something I need you guys to understand about Venezuela's economy that we have two dollars and a completely unstable Bolivar.

Lately, prices have been increasing like crazy. Just look at the official conversion by the Central Bank of Venezuela (BCV).

Take into account that those are not 40 Bolivares, those are 40 million bolivares. But we call it 40 because who can keep up with millions and millions of bolivares to buy a piece of bread?

This is the other dollar I was talking about. This one is the most used and, as you see, the most... Expensive, to put it some way.

The minimum salary it's at 130 Bs which today it's like 2-3 dolars. Saying "today", because it goes up and down at least two times per day. There's a morning dollar and and evening dollar.

Source

And this is the app every Venezuelan use to keep up with the changes in the dollar, it's called "Al Cambio".

Of course, there's the 'bonus' that the government takes away- except a lot of people don't receive them. My family, for instance, doesn't. A most of my neighbors don't receive it. either.

The basic basket, or rather, the minimum products, including food, that someone needs to, y'know, live it's around 500$

Even if people get the bonuses (usually don't) having 132 $ monthly it's not enough to sustain your family.

Why am I mentioning all this? Oh, nothing, just heard my mom as she came back from buying groceries, saying that we may not be able to eat soon because everything is way too expensive to buy. Like, the amount of money that gets us eating (not eating well, necessarily. Just eating) for like three days it's not enough to buy enough things for those three days.

Yes, this is basically a vent with statistics.

I know prices rise in every country, but it's not every country that you and your family can't eat BECAUSE of that rise.

[thebramblewood]

That moment you find out the girl you’ve been seeing is famous - for being a 130-year-old missing persons case with an entire "theories and speculation" section on Wikipedia.

Previous / Next

Yes, I made Lilith a Wikipedia page because I'm just that extra. If you want to read it (I threw in some new information), you can find the whole thing following the transcript below the cut.

Real-time footage of Helena researching:

[Snippets of Caleb's letter echo in Helena's mind] I will put it to you bluntly: Lilith and I have been vampires for some 100 years. Faced with your otherwise certain demise, I chose to make you one too. You may not believe me. It will feel like a bad flu for a day or two; then it will feel like the heat of 1000 fires blazing inside. I very well knew it would turn you into a monster against your will.

Helena, thinking: It's just a hangover, Helena. It's just a hangover. Yeah, that crazy bitch bit you, and her crazy brother wrote a dumb letter to scare the shit out of you. But vampires aren't real.

Thank god Ulrike left all these fucking tarps. This sunlight is murder on my eyes.

Several internet rabbitholes later... [Helena scanning Wikipedia page on computer screen] Last seen alive March 16, 1918... disappeared under mysterious circumstances... seemed to fall ill... Tangled Vines... immortal vampires... This can't actually be her. It's impossible...

Lilith Violetta Vatore (December 2, 1891 – last seen alive March 16, 1918) was an heiress and socialite who disappeared under mysterious circumstances at the age of 26 along with her brother, Caleb Vatore, 24. Before vanishing, the siblings were poised to jointly inherit the Vatore fortune, home, and 100-year-old vineyard and winery. This was considered unusual for the period, as family property, wealth, and business interests were often only passed to women in the complete absence of a male inheritor.

Despite societal expectations, Vatore reportedly had little interest in courting or eventually marrying. She was said to have rebuffed dozens of engagement offers, much to her parents' dismay. However, she rarely turned down an invitation to a ball, and her baldly flirtatious escapades were frequently reported on in society columns. One such columnist wrote that she "bandied about in a bold and bawdy manner most unbecoming of a respectable lady, laughing uproariously, drinking excessively, and making coy conversation with every handsome man in sight." Some historians suggest based on a series of candid letters from Vatore to fellow socialite and confidante Prudence Crumplebottom, donated to the University of Britechester by Crumplebottom's daughters, that she may have preferred the company of women in private.

The Vatore siblings were said to be so close that one was rarely seen without the other. The society columns were not kind to Caleb Vatore, calling him a "poor chap" who seemed "nothing more than a playmate, servant, or lapdop, his role at any given moment wholly dependent upon his dear sister's whims." Little is known about his personal life.

In the days preceding the siblings' disappearance, Vatore seemed to fall ill. She sequestered herself to her bedroom, allowing no one but her brother to enter. On the morning of March 16, a maid found Caleb's chambers undisturbed, and Vatore's locked bedroom door was forced open, whereupon she was discovered to have absconded in the night, along with her brother and her finest jewels.

Various court battles ensued over the fate of the Vatore estate, and interest in the siblings' disappearance was briefly renewed when their alleged children materialized in the mid-1950s. However, the entire ordeal all but disappeared from public consciousness until the recent publication of Tangled Vines: A Complete Investigation of the Vatore Disappearances by journalist Salim Benali. Benali posits that the Vatores are immortal vampires who still live today, and though some scholars find elements of his research intriguing, others dismiss his argument as an elaborate, attention-seeking hoax.

[doodle-do-wop]

Did some weak googling because I was curious but I think Sophie might be running at maybe near 45-50 MPH when she flash teleports

Cause let's say Sophie's usual free fall height (the cliffs) is about cliff diving height so maybe around 130+ feet give or take, she would be free falling at about 40 or 50 MPH for approximately 3 seconds before she cracks into the void

I think she's jumped from the fourth floor at Havenfield before but we don't know how tall each elf story is compared to normal humans but considering Sophie is capable of cracking the void it might be 100 ft

Anyway if Sophie's average needed height to teleport is about 100 or so feet, then she would fall for 2-3 seconds at 40 or so plus MPH, to get that full free fall experience Sophie would need to run about as fast to crack into the void when flash teleporting (maybe even faster for further distances)

This means Sophie might've been carrying Keefe and running at 40+ MPH during Legacy

HOWEVER I'm curious if Sophie was channeling when she was running or not because she might've been and I just don't recall cause the fastest a human has ever ran is 28 MPH, Sophie is doing at least double that with possibly channeling. Sophie's running about as fast as the fastest race horse (never beating the horse allegations fr) and the crazy part is not knowing if OTHER elves might be capable of this stuff

[sapphoswh0re]

recap post: star lords

(warning: lots of spoilers, old and new theories, personal rants ->this is going to be really long, maybe I should split it?) While we wait for the end of the hiatus, I decided to share a thing I've been working on for a long time, on par with the new releases.   It's not exactly a #theorypost because even if there are some theories, this is more of a personal guide to have a summary of events/characters and my thoughts about it all together (it also makes it easier to find them in the manga).

⭐ Who are the star lords? ⭐

They’re mentioned for the first time in chapter 110 with the beginning of the Blue Cult arc and the introduction of the ‘stars’, but only in chapter 115-116 the existence of "special" individuals inside the Sphere Music Hall is made explicit.

In the same chapter, we understand that the 4 stars are connected to 4 figures (Sirius, Vega, Polaris, Canopus)

->why do I only say 4 and not more? In fact, in later chapters, when the star lords' rooms were shown, some fans had doubts that some stars (like Sirius or Canopus) could be represented by more individuals/twins. In my opinion, however, it's already clear from 116 that they could only necessarily be 4 people. Nina is the one who takes care of their clothes, it's true that she didn't take the measurements in person (so she didn’t see them), but she’d have noticed if she had to create pairs of the same article for a single "person". I think it would have been suspicious, something easy to notice, instead she only talks about 4 people.

Even if the topic of blood and transfusions is there from the beginning, it's in chapter 117-119 that we're given the confirmation that each star corresponds to a blood type and they have different degrees of rarity:

Polaris = A

Vega = 0

Canopus = A

Sirius = AB

So, who are “those with the names of the stars”? Four people who need the collected blood, aka bizarre dolls (at this point it may seem trivial, but at that time it was still debated hahah).

Thanks to Sebastian in chapter 117 we can see the rooms of the star lords (from which they speak in 123).

Door with a star-> Sirius

Two stars-> Canopus

Three stars-> Vega

(the "infamous" double room that with the dialogue convinced some that Vega were two people) 

Four stars-> Polaris

SIRIUS ✨

Sirius is the first one to be revealed, and as the real Ciel who returns in 129-130 with the beginning of the Blue Memory arc. 

Despite being perhaps the most incisive figure among the 4, he's also the one on which there have been fewer conjectures since the “twin reveal” had been awaited by fans for years, so yes crazy but not THAT crazy.

The cover of 129 itself confirms this by showing the door of the “blue star” open.

However, why did Sirius, according to fans, have to be RCiel? 

Well, if you're desperate enough (like me), the clues can be found in the choice of the stars. From the article : “Sirius is a binary star consisting of a main-sequence star… termed Sirius A, and a faint white dwarf companion… termed Sirius B”, “A binary star is a system of two stars that are gravitationally bound to and in orbit around each other” -> twin theory (Ciel A/Ciel B) later also confirmed by the attempt to make OCiel another Lord Sirius for the police (two Lord Sirius?) “Sirius is colloquially known as the "Dog Star", reflecting its prominence in its constellation, Canis Major (the Greater Dog)” -> reference to the role of the Queen's Watchdog

Questions I still have about RCiel (some have been answered by now so I removed them)

is he a bizarre doll? Yes, but is he special in some way?

what is his purpose? Obviously it concerns his relationship with OCiel, but could it be just that? Actually, given the unstable personality he has shown so far it could really be just that -> clarification, RCiel's goals ≠ Undertaker's goals

how did his body "grow" to keep up with OCiel? Can BD grow or was he the exception thanks to some intervention from Undertaker?

what was it that Undertaker made him drink in chapter 108? An attempt to bring him back to life? (like a soul or something??? was the eye actually twinkling, or was it a scenic effect?)

what happened to RCiel's soul? We know it was used as a tribute to summon Sebastian, but did Sebastian absorb/eat it, or was it just lost as payment? The explanation was a bit too vague for my liking (they repeat a lot “price”, “payment”, ”paid” without really telling us where is it or if it still exist)

is his distorted personality an effect of being a BD, or is it something preexisting? (or something in between)

could his obsession with his brother really be a clue for theories about his role in the Phantomhive family tragedy??? This is one of the things that interests me the most, along with how BDs work (reminder: maybe add a post to remember pros & cons about the theory)

extra: was it RCiel who left the message on the wall or did Polaris carve it? (doesn't really matter, but I'm curious because the scene of Ciel who has to climb on the furniture to get up there made me laugh a lot)

CANOPUS ✨

Canopus is a character who, after many chapters of silence, was revealed as Doll in chapter 204.

First, what did we know about them?  The only information we had was the room, which was shown kinda bare, poorly furnished, with bloody bandages and what could be IV accessories -> we therefore knew that either they were patients (wounded, probably seriously?) or it was a blood drip for BD, or both options -> reanimated body of a person who died from a serious wound

The dialogue of chapter 123 for Canopus was almost useless, so at this point I tried to find clues by searching the actual star (like with Sirius) but in the article I didn't seem to find anything except this passage(?):

“In Greek mythology, Canopus… was the pilot of the ship of King Menelaus of Sparta during the Trojan War. According to legend, while visiting the Egyptian coast, Canopus was bitten by a serpent and died.” -> some kind of foreshadowing about her future relationship with Snake? update post chapter: sorry Snake, I’ll pray for your return 😭

Questions about Doll (old and new)

is Canopus dead or alive (BD)? A reanimated corpse but injured 

was she chosen for this role because of her feeling of revenge against OCiel? ->do the other star lords have similar motivations, or do they collaborate for personal purposes? What is her goal now?

does each star lord take care of a main blood source? Why are only Vega and Polaris out to get “nourishment”? ->now we know Doll was just too injured to go, but then she went to the orphanage (orphanage reminder: create a separate post, too suspicious, too many questions, I don’t think the arc is really over)

others I thought of: Madame Red (died from very serious injuries, body prepared by Undertaker, forehead covered by bangs ->she could still come back though), Doll (and I got it right hahaha), a new character

VEGA ✨

On Vega we kinda had some clues (when my ramblings got confirmed I screamed with my friend for like 20 minutes) and in 187-188 is revealed as Layla/Al.

But before the sanatorium arc, what did we know about Vega? We're told that they're out to get blood and their room looked like the bedroom of a (or two) noble girl with childish tastes. The presence of pairs of pillows, stuffed animals and vanity led to the belief that there were two people (but in my opinion, the single bed and the clothes thing mentioned above only indicated one). Another passage that tried to be misleading but was actually a clue is the dialogue in 123 where we have two text bubbles that join together while saying the same thing -> this passage!!!

Layla is introduced in chapter 172 and to me (and Lau hahah) she immediately seemed suspicious, with characteristics that matched the few things we knew about the star lord:

-> too young to be a nurse, good manners like a noble and it could make you laugh but the thing that most caught my eye was her pair of bows because it reminded me of the pairs of objects in Vega's room. 

With Bard’s attack we got the proof she participates in the blood collection and that she is a BD but in 191 she pronounces a sentence that sounded too familiar to me -> it didn't seem to match at first but I found it so suspicious that (even if it's something I never do since I do not understand the language) I searched the Japanese scans of the two scenes and... it is the same!!! insert screams

Even in this case we maybe had a clue thanks to the star Vega:

“Vega is the brightest star in the northern constellation of Lyra. It has the Bayer designation α Lyrae, which is Latinised to Alpha Lyrae and abbreviated Alpha Lyr or α Lyr.” ->Lyra/Lyrae=Layla and Alpha=Al?

Questions about Layla (they’re a lot but it’s because it’s a new character)

how did she get a death scythe?

why does she drink blood from other blood types? On the Campania the first BDs attacked people in search of the soul, Layla instead attacks for the blood?? -> why do transfusions to BDs follow the blood types? (connection to the orphanage?)

is Layla really a girl? Not so important but in the FOL Orphanage arc the categories that represent the stars made me doubt. The Collie Class is made up of children (almost all boys) dressed as nuns/nurses who do housework (and Oliver handles a knife) ->same dress as Layla even though they are boys -> could Layla be a boy?

how was she chosen as star lord? And why even though her blood is less rare than Canopus is she of higher rank? (room decorated as a noble) ->does she have more funds? Or did someone finance the project for her/to give her that role and therefore wanted to bring her back to life?

following the question above, who was she before she died?

Is it possible that she is the daughter of Baron Heathfield?

theory (not my only one, but this has more connections): in chapter 155 it's said that the baron lost his wife and daughter in an accident. (Obscured faces but the little girl has a bow on her head, light hair, short bangs, young woman from a good family) ->for this reason he looks for replacements for his wife (theme of the shape of the soul, could it be important in the future? reminder), but why not for his daughter? ->maybe the daughter was brought back to life by the Aurora association, for this reason he finances them and it’s an important blood collection site not directly managed by a star lord (he has a personal interest in the blood being sent to the Aurora’s labs and the research continuing). Disgusting detail ->can the baron's practices be reflected in Layla's sadistic attitudes (or is it a consequence of being a BD)?

Could she have witnessed or suffered something when still alive? ->Al is a second personality: (I tried to follow this article) said to be a disorder often caused by strong childhood traumas, the personality is born to protect the person from those painful memories and it allows to detach from them, just like Al does in 191.

POLARIS ✨

Polaris is currently the only star lord still unidentified, and he's perhaps the most mysterious. Having no confirmations yet but only clues I'll create a dedicated post about him with a link from here (definitely not because I've reached the images + links' limit and this became so long??? like when did it happen? opsie)

if you've read this far you deserve a prize 🎁

this was almost like a diary for me, so if you don't agree with some theories/comments/observations let me know, because I'm always interested in other opinions to expand this file, but please consider my heart of glass (jk just not too passive aggressive)

[beedreamscape]

Evandrin's laughs increases and so does Zerxus' worry.

His amber eyes follow as he paces their living room. "Is everything alright?"

Evandrin nods, unable to stop his laughing. "Perfect, this is... this is wonderful."

Zerxus takes a deep breath and leans back on the armchair, the invitation pinched between his fingers, allowing his husband the time to settle down. It was one piece of the most luxurious invitation box both had ever seen, parts now layed out over their dinner table.

The nervous laughter settles into a pained sound, deep dimple between his fair brows. "Oh my, I'm a terrible person."

"No, you're not." Zerxus leans forward, elbows to his knees, that look so close to the one he makes when Elias is misbehaving. "What is worrying you?"

"I'm not... worried, per se. I- I'm not ready to let go of Laerryn."

"She'll still be your best friend. She's just getting married, Van, she's not leaving for war. She's not even leaving the neighborhood!"

"That lucky bastard Loquatius. You know how long she and I had to hunt for even the crappiest apartment when we first got here? We almost slept on the streets cause everything was too expensive but we would've done it if it meant staying in Avalir..."

His smile slowly fades as the wave of nostalgia recedes, leaving just the memories on the sand.

Zerxus offers a kind smile. "You never told me that."

"Didn't I? I guess it just never came up before this." He casts his eyes upon the now empty velvet and gold invitation box.

"This is worrying me, you haven't had these doubts about them before."

"Because I didn't comprehend the depths of her feelings for him. I thought he was just a fun pastime, a spice to her life, a trinket of a friend. Yes, they've spent so much time together that even I started to get a little jealous, but I had imagined sooner or later she'd get sick of him. Laerryn is my twin soul but she doesn't talk to me about those big feelings. When she tried to explain it to me last week, when she told me they were getting married, I genuinely thought she was joking."

"Is Loquatius the cause of your worry?"

"No. Well, not exactly. I trust Laerryn's judgment. Even though he's quite the character... not to mention his newspaper thing is growing crazy fast and you know how these people in big media are! It was their own hubris that toppled the Zenith News before him."

"And you think it's a bad thing that he's successful?"

"Of course not. So long as he doesn't let it go to his head! Zerxus, I swear if he steps out of line and hurts Laerryn, I don't know what I'm capable of."

Zerxus gets up, towering over Evandrin by a few good inches, and places those heavy hands of his over his shoulders.

"I don't know Laerryn as much as you do, I never will, but if I know one thing about her is that she's a force to be reckoned with. She's also a really smart woman. It's takes a man of character and courage to claim her heart. Loquatius apparently has both."

"I wonder if he knows what he's getting into. She's a wonderful woman, but she's a challenge. I've told her as much many times before."

"They are quite different people but I don't think that's news to anybody."

Evandrin looks deep into his husband's eyes. "Love makes fools out of us."

Zerxus gives a hearty laugh. "Yes, you married me after all."

After a long laugh, he makes an exasperated sound, throwing his hands up. "Who would've thought!? Laerryn Coramar falling in love! Loving that person enough to get married! And so young..."

"Isn't she 130 something?"

"142. Which is quite young for a high-elf, not immature by any means but with centuries ahead of her. She's a sturdy one, I wouldn't be surprised if she lived well beyond a millennia. Which changelings certainly don't."

"Won't that mean she'll then be free to pursue other people in the future?"

"But she'll carry the grief of his loss with her. If he doesn't decide to whisk her away to the Fey realm, that is. Oh Zerxus, I don't even like thinking about it."

"I think it'd take more than an army to drag Laerryn away from the city she calls hers. I'm glad someone could find home here." Before Evandrin can comment on that, he continues. "I think the best way to put your soul at rest would be to talk to Laerryn herself. No one will be more straightforward about this."

"Maybe later, this is probably already enough pressure over her. Her first replenishment as Architect Arcane and now this, she doesn't need the added weight of me questioning the complex puzzle of her feelings."

Zerxus offers his hand which Evandrin takes readily.

"Do you trust her?"

Evandrin doesn't hesitate, not even for half a second.

"With my life."

"Then you can trust, whatever the either very simple or extremely convoluted explanation to this decision might be, that she knows what she's doing."

[zabala0z]

Hi I’m back! I think we all know what I’m going to talk about; “s4 of TMA and OH MY GOD JARED HOPWORTH STATEMENT”

MAG 130: Meat

Lucia Wright has the same last name as James Wright who ran the institute from ‘73-‘96 until he passed. I don’t know if there’s any relation but just in case. There’s that pit. There’s a lot of pits that’s related to The Flesh (MAG 49, MAG 80, MAG 97, I think, and MAG 130) so. Yay. Also Tom Hann appearance once again (MAG 30, MAG 72). Love the mention of the Carlisle boy which I think is Tony Carlisle from MAG 18, the neighbor with all that meat. Gertrude also mentions Dekker which is probably Adelard Dekker who I still need to see more of to fully develop my opinion on him.

Also what’s with all the recent cobwebs??? There’s been so many mentions of them around the institute, is The Web planning something?

MAG 131: Flesh

fucking hell, Jon. I think this man just decides to do shit without running it by anyone. Also yay Melanie! I feel like really bad for her. Again, I can’t even blame her much for her reactions cause one, there was The Slaughter and two, surgery is like hella invasive even when it’s run by the person so waking up to someone performing an impromptu surgery on you would linger with me as well.

Helen is back. Bit scared of her but she sounds much better then Michael (then again, The Spiral lies like constantly). Now onto the main guy: Jared Hopworth.

Um. I had no idea what his voice was going to sound like. My expectation wasn’t high, just “unhinged” and my god did Jared Hopworth deliver. (Also heard he’s also Martins voice actor???? WHAT??) he didn’t give much new information but lemme tell you, hearing the squelching of meat and shifting of bones made me want to throw up so congratulations Jared! You’re are in the top 3 of TMA voices that make me feel intense horror!

MAG 132: Entombed

Jesus. Okay so. Daisy. Not much lore in this ep for me to connect to anything, just a lot of sad stuff like I was speechless. I can’t remember if I mentioned on here that I thought Daisy was related to The Hunt but I did suspect and I’m not surprised! Also, the shirt thing, that’s crazy oh my god, I thought it was interesting she asked about his shirt out of all things.

MAG 133: Dead Horse

The Everchase. Why does every entity have such a cool sounding ritual name??? Anyways, pretty interesting.

“You know what my least favorite part of a case was?”

“The police brutality lawsuit” Im literally dying.

Also, Basira, man. I think she’s so interesting. I can’t put it into words but god she’s just such an interesting character to me. An ex-cop, one of the only ones who like logic’s her way out of The Unknowing, trying to keep everything together at the institute, I don’t know, I just like her a lot.

But god FORBID a character gets replaced OR SACRIFICES THEMSELF.

I need to see something from Martin, I’m worried about him. Maybe Peter Lukas. Actually, I kinda wanna see Nathaniel Lukas? Like he exists too, he has his own shit going on. I don’t wanna see Elias.

Okay I think that’s everything! I wish I could continue my notes, I low key miss sitting at my computer after listening to the eps and typing out every single detail, it was kinda calming.

[stabbyfoxandrew]

Some arson neil please?

WIP Wednesday (9/11) | Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU (Part 228)

"Wow," is the first thing out of Aaron's mouth when he opens the door for Andrew twelve minutes later. Andrew cocks a brow and Aaron gives him a low whistle and a once over. "Damn, I didn't know we looked good in green. Where'd you get that?"

"It's a secret. Besides, it's out of your price range," Andrew answers. At Aaron's frown, Andrew says, "$130, plus tax."

"For a shirt?" Aaron's eyes bulge. "Are you serious? You paid—"

"Not me. Kevin."

"Oh." Aaron says. "Right. That makes sense."

"What do you mean, it makes sense?"

"Nothing, nothing." Aaron shakes his head, leaving Andrew confused. They stare at each other for long enough that Andrew feels like he's looking into a mirror. But, instead of green, Aaron is dressed in a familiar dark blue Henley shirt. Seems he must've hit the same Walmart sale as 10 the other day.

"Were you planning to move the table out here or...?" Andrew says, gesturing to the hallway. Aaron jolts.

"Oh, no. Come in," He says, moving out of the way. Andrew steps inside and is immediately hit with the smell of tomato-y. Aaron shuts the door behind him and Andrew surveys the living room he's standing in. 

It's simultaneously bigger and smaller than it looks on Skype calls. This is partially due to the card table in the middle of the room that has the coffee table shoved up against the couch. But the enormous Christmas tree in the corner is also a factor. It's absolutely massive and covered with green and red ornaments. Its bottom branches are drooping with them where they jut out into the room.

"Good grief. What is that, seven foot?" Andrew says, looking up, up, up until he can finally see the star on top. It makes him feel like a fucking dwarf. Aaron laughs.

"Yeah. Katie's family is big on Christmas and she's kinda insane about—" Aaron cuts off when said insane woman appears in a doorway across the room. "Hey babe, Andrew's here."

"I know. I heard you telling him I'm crazy." Katelyn says with a pout as she dries her hands off on a kitchen towel. She tosses it back into the kitchen and her eyes flicker over to Andrew. "Oh, I didn't know you'd look so good in green. Really nice."

"Um. I," Andrew blinks. First 10, then Aaron, now his girlfriend. Evidently Kevin has a future as a personal stylist, in case the exy thing ever goes sour.

Aaron's eyes are wide. "Katie..."

"What?" When she realizes what she's just said, Katelyn slaps a hand over her mouth, completely flustered. "Oh. My God. I didn't mean. I'm sorry. That was... I meant—"

"It's all right. I know what you meant. We have the same face and apparently this is our color," Andrew says, making Aaron sigh in visible relief. Katelyn's expression smooths back out, though her face is tinged red with embarrassment. Andrew wets his lips, trying to think of something to say. Perhaps he should've brought 10 after all. "Something smells good."