#thank you sophie!

[kellyvela]

One thing about her, she don't stay long I'm always late to where she's going That's why I'm holding on so desperately It's like I fell too deep in her metaphor Looking for the reason why I met her for She's always laughing as she turns to leave

[mvshortcut]

Hey, Milk!!! Chamomile, nutmeg, and/or aloe vera for the Ask Game, if you'd like :)

I hope you're having an amazing night (And please try to get a good amount of sleep!! <3)

chamomile ⇢ what kind of things do you like receiving as gifts?

My go-to for years was a gift card for books, and I'd still love that. Personally I like picking things out, so I'd love to go on a trip to a little trinket store together and pick something special, for example. (I love trinkets. also stuffed animals.) But you can literally never go wrong with any sort of foodstuffs, either for cooking with or for snacking on. I have a sweet tooth. If you give me a cheesecake I will give you firstborn child. I think that's a fair trade.

nutmeg ⇢ how’s your room/home decorated? do you have a specific theme or style going on?

I also have a couple bulletin boards I can just stick pictures and tickets and trinkets on! I have a lot of books (mostly ones from when I was younger that I can't part with). There's also my quilt, which my mom made for me when I was starting high school, I think? it might be my most treasured possession <3 it's got a white base with light purple and green and blue blocks

aloe vera ⇢ what’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life?

I want to eat a fresh mango. like a really fresh one. I mean, I'm really thankful to be able to access the mangoes I do eat here, but they're from the grocery store. and I really want to be able to just pick a mango off a tree and eat it. I think it would fix me

[cheeeryos]

BTS of your favourite scene from the waters and the wilds?!!

ooh thank you! The Waters and the Wild was written pretty intentionally to be dreamy and cozy, so a lot of my favorite scenes have something to do with feeling warm and comforted even when surrounded by cold water or harsh weather. seal skins keep you warm, u know!

the epilogue is probably my favorite part of the whole fic, and most of it was actually written pretty early on, before the bulk of the action plot. I knew what the story was moving toward, I just had to figure out all the pieces to get there!

these paragraphs in particular (spoilers ahoy if you haven't read the fic):

Adam was feeling more than lonesome, lately. He was lonely.

-callback to lonesome adam in bllb, and also chapter one when adam began to feel at home in such a lonesome place, and chapter two when ronan recognized it in adam's face.

He had been keeping busy. After months of hard deliberate work, he was happy with what he’d built. He was happy, and he was lonely. 

-this is half-stolen from henry's "be afraid and happy" advice to gansey in trk, but I've always enjoyed the idea of a complicated happiness, because emotions are complex and we don't only experience one at a time! adam is large, he contains multitudes, etc etc.

He missed Ronan. He couldn’t help but think more about it as the weather began to turn. He had done well for a while to keep the thoughts at bay. Now, on the island alone with only the ocean for company, the absence felt physical, like a phantom limb. 

It was seven months since they’d said goodbye on the edge of the cliff. Adam could wait longer. He was patient and he was stubborn, and he had things to keep him occupied. If he didn’t have them already, he could make them.

But he missed Ronan.

-I just like repeating sentences for emphasis. he missed ronan ok!!

His thoughts wandered further and further out across the waves. He wondered more and more how Ronan was doing, what he might be thinking. If he was happy and lonesome, too. If he missed Adam just as much.

The turning of April brought howling storms down from the north. One particular morning before the weather got too bad, Adam went to town to restock on food and batteries. He set his favorite chili recipe to bubble in the crock pot before he left and returned to find the cottage smelling like heaven. By late afternoon, the sky had grown dark, and the wind whirled and creaked against the walls. The rain pittered, then pattered, then lashed a heavy tattoo against the roof. Adam was glad he had taken care to strengthen the roofbeams and fit the extra insulation on the walls during repairs. The storm raged against the new fortifications, but the cottage was cozy as a burrow inside. Adam settled down in the armchair with a book of Yeats poems he had found in the main house, but he had barely cracked the page when the whirling wind played a magic trick.

-this is literally just me cooking up my ideal cottage-in-the-middle-of-nowhere where I can set up shop as a fairytale witch. also I love being inside with soup during thunderstorms.

With a tremendous crash of thunder and lightning, the door slammed open. In the doorway stood Ronan Lynch, his shining black cloak folded over one arm. He was soaked to the bone from the storm. Adam realized after a second of blank shock that he was probably wet from the ocean, too. He had been living there for half a year, after all.

In three steps, Adam was in his arms. They clung to each other—Adam’s hand cradling Ronan's skull, Ronan's arms squeezing Adam's ribs. They were both shivering, trembling with the shock of the cold and each other.

-and then the skull-cradling reunionnnnnn! because I'm a sap and need my happy ending :)

[unusual fic asks]

[inkskinned]

i got my isbn today for the book. 8 months to go. my mom and i were talking about what the next steps are. i was eating trail mix, standing on one foot, phone tucked into my ear.

"yeah," i said. "the problem is that tumblr as a market is like, not something that can be studied." there's this weird wave of nostalgia and affection for this place that came up over me: how lovely we avoid consumerism. okay, it sucks as a creator. but also? keep stickin' it to 'em.

my mother made the sound at the back of her throat that i also make, the one that means i've got an idea. "you should figure out some kind of reward for presale amounts. maybe you give out poems or a mug or a signed book or something. would your followers like that?" my mother is sweet, and kind, and i have no idea how to explain on this website you can buy someone crabs.

i put more m&ms down the hatch. i had to speak through peanuts and almonds. "if it passes 25 thousand i will print the book out in its entirety and eat it live on camera."

"oh god. no, you don't have to do that." she was anguished. "just tell them that you'd love them to read it, and that they've inspired you to write. you got started on that site, and they helped you keep going. raquel, you love these people. the community? you talk all the time about the other writers and artists and whatever else. tell them that you're hoping for their support, they'll come through."

"no," i assured her. i discovered i had dropped an m&m, but an ant had already found it, so it belonged to him now. i will let his little life have a surprise blue treasure in it, too. "i'm gonna fuckin' eat the book."

[leverage-ot3]

bonus:

[chelshiart]

shout out to my siblings for being tolkien-nerds because they make it possible for me, a dwj-nerd, to photobomb their lego rivendell set <3

context of dwj's history with tolkien:

"Tolkien was a different matter. He was just a kind of eminence grise and a legend. You couldn’t hear him lecture. He worked at not letting you hear, because he wanted to go away and finish writing The Lord of the Rings. So he had the very smallest lecture room. First of all it was packed out, so he spoke with his back to the audience and mumbling. Unfortunately he was talking about - meditating on, really - what a plot is like and how it mutates into other plots, and this I found so fascinating that I went back the next week as did one other person. And this meant that he couldn’t stop lecturing and still get the money, which apparently in those days you could if no one turned up - it was a dreadful racket, really. He could have given just the one lecture and then been paid for a term if we’d all stayed away."

 (Quoted from “Interview with Diana Wynne Jones, 22 March 2001” Page 170 in Diana Wynne Jones: An Exciting and Exacting Wisdom, by Teya Rosenberg et al. Peter Lang Publishing, 2002.)

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[moxyphinx]

SOPHIE OKONEDO as SIUAN SANCHE in THE WHEEL OF TIME S2

[an-ungraceful-swan]

The year is 2034. Kotlc book 17.67 has just been announced. The title? Unwritten. The plot? The crew has discovered a time traveling alternate self of Ryke, Sophie’s fifth love interest and this is his story through time. She has a half human half elf friend named Ebony who she spends several pages describing her dyed black hair, icy blue eyes, and red lips. Marella and Linh have still not been declared canon. The fandom has had 3 full revivals and a fandom war about love interest #3 and love interest #4. My kotlc confessions blog still only gets asks about keefe. We still don’t know what the great gulon incident is.

[eesttm]

S17E03

[sophie-darling-beagle-blog]

Guys!

GUYS!!

GUYS!!!!

Look what I got commissioned from my online sister.

https://baskettgif.tumblr.com/?source=share

@baskettgif

It's Wally and Barnaby with their future child (who's an egg at the moment 😂)

You should totally check my sister out! Thank you so much baskettgif!!!

[fadeintoyou1993]

SOPHIE THATCHER as SADIE HARPER The Boogeyman (2023)

[kellyvela]

You know, I’d love to work with Sophie [Turner] on something, but are people only going to see Jon and Sansa? It’s gonna be hard to get away from that.

—Kit Harington

¡¡¡WE WON!!!

[poirott]

Sophie Hunter and Benedict Cumberbatch at Salt of the Earth event → Venice International Film Festival, September 6-7 2024

Sophie Hunter is the director of the immersive performance and installation Salt of the Earth, an artistic production and campaign aimed at raising global awareness to protect our Salt Marshes.

"Salt Marshes are an incredible natural ecosystem that capture up to 50 times more carbon than rainforests. They are nature's buffer against rising sea levels and an essential habitat for diverse ecosystems. But this extraordinary natural asset is facing extinction by 2100, with devastating consequences for the planet."

Salt of The Earth premiered in Venice, a city at the frontline of climate change, which has already lost 85% of its salt marshes.

Source: twittaurora, imogen__knight__moves__, seanovenice, Instagram Stories via ariannasgarbi (alternate), chihiro.kawasaki_, juhi_blue, multa_paucis__, dianagomezphoto (alternate), punh (alternate)

[moeblob]

What if I drew art then almost forgot to post it to tumblr?

Ice cold take (get it) - Flora deserved more supports. Less common take, probably - ice tribe should have had fangs as a treat to me personally.

[lottieshauna]

how many nights do you dance with tears in your eyes? (happy birthday @jackietaylorsversion!)

[zerozeroren]

Dorks are dancing

Neither of them is good at it but who cares if it's fun :D (they're at a Leventini family wedding, and everything is finally getting okay after a shitty stressful vacation)