#there’s silver linings to everything

[star--anon]

How do you tell when you talk about traditionally romantic things in a platonic context way too much?

Are there any ways to tell that I talk too much about platonic relationships?

Because I just got kicked out of a server for “fetishizing friendships and aromantics” and I’m wondering if maybe that could be a sign?

[suntails]

governance

[canonkiller]

we're good

[glitchinginthegarden]

onefactoryresetlater we’re back, baby

[leslutdepointedulac]

What do you think Louis first thought when he saw Daniel again as a vampire? What do you think was the first thing he said to him (or Armand) about it?

Ooh I think about this a lot 😭 So I think Louis' initial reaction to seeing Daniel would literally just be deer in the headlights, poor guy is gunna be questioning his reality. But I think he had somewhat speculated that Daniel might make it to vampirism eventually.

Obviously Louis knew that he had survived his attack and he couldn't really know for sure that he'd been brought over. But I think that Louis knew Daniel was determined and was going to stop at nothing to get what he wanted, regardless as to whether or not he did actually get it. Whereas Louis' intention was to scare Daniel into leaving it all alone, I don't believe he necessarily thought it would work, deep down.

So seeing Daniel as a vampire may have come as a surprise to Louis at first, but really, is it that out of the question that he is? There have been more surprising things that have happened lmao.

As for what he said to Daniel, it was probably something along the lines of "I see you got it in the end, immortality." And he probably asked how Daniel was coping with it, what his experiences had been so far (even though it hasn't been long at all).

And then with Armand, Louis might have (somewhat jokingly) said that he never took Armand for having a fledgling, and that it's a bit of a shock. But at the same time, that he was happy for Armand - happy that he'd found someone who he was so committed to, and loved so much that he couldn't bear to let him die. To the point where he was willing to break his own vow to himself. Louis was pleased that Armand had allowed himself to do something both for him and for Daniel. It was both a selfish and a selfless act, but that's okay. They both deserve that.

I also think that Louis was just happy that Armand found someone who could be committed to him in return. Something that Louis previously hadn't been for Armand. He may have even thought about his own time with him and thought about how unfair he'd been (though given the circumstances, it was more than understandable). Louis was glad Armand was with someone who gave him what he himself never did.

[simplegenius042]

WIP Moodboard/Wednesday, Last Line and First Picrew

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WIP Wednesday for my Unnamed FC5 Omegaverse WIP, Moodboard for my Doki Doki Literature Club WIP You Make My Heart Go Doki Doki Literature Club!, Last Lines for my Wednesday WIP Word Of Woe and a picrew of Silva during Christmas. Enjoy under the cut:

Another snippet for the FC5 Omegaverse WIP, with Silva trying to live her life in relative peace as a junior deputy and contributing member to society. And yet she can't even have that at a public barbecue when Eden's Gate crash it. Read below: [CW: Minor subtle discrimination in the context of Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, mostly towards Beta dynamics like Silva here (there's more in the full scene but here it's just like maybe once, or two if you count John ignoring Silva's obvious signs of 'leave me alone'. Also John harassing Silva, but what else is new]:

Silva really just wanted to fill up her plate with some nutritional food in peace and without an alpha poking his nose into her business for whatever reason.

She was unsure what his game was; could he be trying to determine if she was an omega? She understood that some omegas took a variation of suppressants that masked their scent as similar to betas, if only to deter certain alphas.

Although the suppressants were often effective, it didn't take much to discern the difference between an omega using suppressants and a regular beta. A beta's scent was far stronger than that of a suppressant's scent, though Silva guessed that wasn't common knowledge.

That or she had a better sense of smell than most betas. Which she didn't disqualify as an option.

"Invited by friends," Silva answered curtly, gesturing to where she saw her co-workers last, "Thought I'd socialize a bit."

His scent was throwing her off. Not because it was like an oregano herb, unlike the homely, comforting scent of basil and parsley that Paul had, but because he seemed familiar. Intrusive as well.

"Funny you should say that," the alpha, John, replied with a confident grin, "I've seen you avoiding more people than talking to them."

She glanced into his blue eyes; his smug glint irked her. She rolled her eyes as she replied, "That's because I'm done socializing."

She moved down, away from the alpha, and reached for the chicken ceasar salad to add to her plate; to compliment the chops that were already present. As she began topping it, her unwanted and persistent conversationalist filled the gap between them and asked, "So what is it you do around here?"

Silva's brows knitted together as she gave him an annoyed glance, stating, "I made it very clear I was done talking."

John chuckled, "No need to be so tart, my dear. Besides, I think you do want to talk."

Silva paused when she heard what he said; there was a tone within his words that rung sharply in her head, a growl that commanded obedience. To an omega, it'd be something to fear or respect; an effective deterrent towards refutes. To her though, it was something that grated at her nerves, like a man-child loudly demanding he get his way.

But it also sounded so damn familiar.

She looked at him with a burning glare that seemed to surprise him; like he hadn't prepared for his alpha voice to fail.

"I would be inclined to talk if I choose to," Silva asserted, adding, "And if you use that voice of yours on me again, you will regret it."

Despite the warning, John seemed more intrigued than anything else, putting on a friendly smile. Which bothered Silva immensely.

Her dissatisfaction only furthered when he replied, "My apologies. I wasn't too sure if you were actually a beta. I'm sure you're aware how omegas believe they have to hide themselves with your scents... a shame really."

Silva gazed at John with a stoic expression that contradicted with the bafflement she felt. One moment he was acting like a persistent sleaze and the next he's suddenly chummy with her after finding out that, yes, she is in fact, a beta.

She chose the last of her toppings for the chicken ceasar salad before walking away from him. Silva didn't grace him with a goodbye, just left him to fill up his plate.

However, in spite of this, he persisted in pestering her.

"Hold on now, you still haven't answered my question," he unhelpfully informed her as he followed after her.

Silva gripped the cutlery in her hand, repeating the mantra, It's illegal to kill a person without reasonable cause. It's illegal to kill a person without reasonable cause. It's illegal to kill-

It wasn't as helpful as she thought it would be.

[Silva to John, in some other AU probably: "In all timelines. In all possibilities. Only you... can show me how fucking annoying a person can be." If anyone understands this edited reference, I'll let you know I liked the season. Didn't love it, but it was still very good despite the high expectations]

Last Line for Word Of Woe, which is a WIP for Wednesday post-Season 1 set in the Life, Despair & Monsters series, where Wednesday Addams returns to Nevermore to unravel a new mystery; who the in the Nine Hells is bold enough to stalk her? Here she sees the introduction of Nevermore's new botany teacher:

When the teacher entered, Wednesday noted his appearance; he wore a dark blue suit that would have been better for a Gala than a school, with his dark hair and eyes, short stature, and the ridiculous Breton cap he adorned on his head didn't help her judgement of him. There was a skip in his step, with a jolly smile that sickened Wednesday.

He also held a cane in his hand, the handle like a bulbous doorknob. She wondered if he's ever caved in a skull with that.

However, her eyes narrowed when she realized something; she's seen him before. Earlier in the courtyard, playing what she presumed to be chess with a crowd of students around him and his opponent.

Moodboard for You Make My Heart Go Doki Doki Literature Club! is a WIP for DDLC, where Monika and her friends find themselves in the real world, with only Monika able to remember the things she did while in the game, and as a result the guilt too. She also gets used to actually living and while she does want to do just that, she can't help but notice a few... contradictions to her new reality.

And below is the first ever picrew of Silva Omar. It... certainly is a close encapsulation of how I picture Silva (second to her faceclaim Mina El Hammani). Although she usually has her hair done up in one braid tail that stays behind her. But this is as close as I could get to her hair undone. Here she is attempting to commit to the Christmas joy. Could either be celebrating at Elsa's lodge (which would explain the undone hair (plus the sweater) as Silva didn't do up her hair until after Persephone's death...) or at a co-workers home or something akin to that for a party (which would explain the false joy and tired look as Silva is generally like that because of her insomnia and night terrors plus putting up a front to hide her grief for this particular month... though post-Persephone's death, Silva would be spending her time alone at her residence because, well, this is the month her sister die and Christmas is literally Elsa's birthday so...). Anyway image below:

[ginnyw-potter-archive]

Sneak peek as a treat!

“Doesn’t it bother you to see everyone put their hands on your sister like that?” Harry asked.

Before Bill could answer, Ginny had made it up to them. She eyed him for a moment. “What’s a guest doing here?”

“I carried two watermelons!” he announced, and then immediately thought that sounded incredibly lame.

She looked him up and down with another scrutinising look. Her deep brown eyes locked with his. “Then I suppose you’re dancing now.”

Harry looked at Bill alarmed, but her brother offered him no way out. He turned back to her. “I don’t dance.”

“Don’t be silly,” she chuckled. Her small hand firmly grasped his. “Everyone dances. We are dancing. Just follow my lead.” She walked backwards, pulling him onto the dance floor.

Before he knew it, she turned to him and pulled him close. Her waist was far too close to his. He was forced to follow somewhat or they’d be too close for comfort, but she seemed to trust he’d follow. She led his hand to her waist. Her midriff was showing and his hand landed on her skin. It felt hot under his touch. It did help in following along with the moves she was doing.

“We need to loosen up those hips a little,” she commented cheerily and then her hand was on his hip, guiding it gently. “Look into my eyes.”

“I can’t,” he told her. “I can’t follow if I can’t see.”

Her small hand was under his chin, tilting his head up. She stepped in closer. He could basically feel the heat radiating off her body. She moved his hand again so his arm was supporting her back.

“Don’t drop me,” she said, then she let her head drop back and her upper body circled. She met eyes with him again, smiling brightly.

He shook his head. “You can’t just put your trust in me like that.”

And then she did it again. He pulled her back in as her torso came toward him again.

“You’re a fast learner,” she commented.

His eyes widened. “It’s fuelled by fear.”

She pulled her arms around his neck. “I love seeing a man’s fear in his eyes,” she teased and then laughed. “I am joking.”

[tricitymonsters]

So I just wanted to take a second and give y'all a quick update about the game's chapter schedule going forward. One chapter update a month as a target is a sustainable and achievable goal for me so for the most part, that's what I'm planning on sticking with going forward.

If you've been following TCM for a while you know the game faced some delays earlier this year with some work I had brought on contractors for + the complexities of releasing on Steam. Because there was nothing in my power I could do to help speed things along, I turned my attention to writing, designing, and programming chapters to get ahead.

And now that backlog is all published! :D

So, because of this, yall can expect to get a new chapter each month instead of two. It's just a more sustainable schedule without having a backlog of chapters that are 75% complete.

As always, feel free to hit me up if you have any questions. I have anons off for Kinktober but you can always dm me on discord if you need to get a hold of me off tumblr.

[lady-dulcinea]

Jessica De Gouw as Mina Murray from the 2013 NBC series Dracula

[rabbithaver]

the Phantom Rider arc is shaping up to be my absolute favorite in the entire series. this is literally everything i have ever wanted from a story in IDW Sonic

Evan Stanley your mind is so fucking powerful thank you for giving us this absolute banger

[finifugue]

what if max verstappen wanted to be a librarian when he grew up

[rosie-tyler]

I think TIG's "Silver is trying to win Daniel over" will haunt me forever

[6bluebells]

Desperately wanting the Big Three to be a happy & healthy set of three sarcastic & annoying brothers but even my hcs know it can never be true 😭😭😭😭

Like. Hades & Zeus were best friends during the war. Hades was Zeus’s solace as he dealt with various political & social affairs that have to do with being The Leader and Prophecy Child while Zeus was Hades’s solace as being the only one who would Sit Down And Work With Him bc most of the others just dismissed him bc he was in the background a lot or were scared of him bc he has a Resting Bitch/Protective Face. Hades going through the war and ending it thinking that this friendship and partnership would extend to Zeus’s Reign and they would be near-equals or at least Hades would be a good counsel but next think he [Hades] knows, Poseidon, their anger-filled and not-quite-all-there brother, is laughing directly at Zeus’s side & Hades is banished to the deep depths, forced to hold their Father’s and abusers’ key. Poseidon who they can never seem to explain the difference of morals between squashing ants vs humans, Poseidon who enjoys the interest of torture but hates eating bc it ‘feels weird’ in their body, Poseidon who has inhuman amounts of power and stamina but whose help is just as unreliable as the Ocean’s. Poseidon who could have ended the war as soon as it woke up but found a way to wander away each time. Poseidon who they thought was a traitor for a long while. Hades was Zeus’s best friend, but Poseidon who barely anybody seems to know stands at his side? Hades was known throughout the war as many things, the holder of grudges most prevalent of all of them, and that’s going to bite Zeus who once relied on that best of all the most in the butt.

Anyway. Angsty Big Three Hours :(((((

[Tho I absolutely have more if you want :)))). & specifics! /pos]

Nono it's fine. We can fix this. We'll just create an AU where they have a nice and healthy relationship between them. It's fine. We can have fluffy moments between them.

It's fine.

*sobs*

We can have the sarcastic and happy go lucky brothers trio. Of course we can.

[ratatatastic]

or alternatively dweeb meets other dweeb more news at 11

LIGHT. LIGHT IN HIS EYES. LOOK AT EM BIG OLE EYES. LOOK AT HIM TOUCH HIS JERSEY.

GLORY BE TO THE MIKKSY SIGNED JERSEY RAAAAAAAAA

CanesWear Signing | 7.1.24

[best-enemies]

I've reached season 5 on my CSI rewatch and I'm a few episodes past "Swap Meet", where a woman is murdered after attending a swing party with other couples from the neighbourhood. Near the end of the episode there's a moment that made me jump from my seat:

(Grissom walks up to Sara and takes the seat next to her. He's holding two cups. He hands her a cup of tea.)

[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - BRASS' OFFICE]

Erin Brady: Everybody fantasizes about other people. (She glances at Grissom.)

Even you, Mr. Grissom. A neighbor, a friend ... girl at the office.

[INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - HALLWAY]

(The door opens. Paul Brady walks out of the hallway. Erin Brady walks out into the hallway. Sara is sitting in the hallway chair watching them. She watches as they meet and kiss.)

(Grissom walks up to Sara and takes the seat next to her. He's holding two culps. He hands her a cup of tea.)

LIKE!!!!!!!

Right after Erin ends her sentence with 'girl at the office', the first time Sara and Grissom meet again, he brings her tea. This might be an innocent interaction but to me it seemed like a nod to this relationship they have where both are into each other, know about the other's feelings, but can't/won't do anything about it (although Sara has kind of given Grissom an ultimatum). I don't know if it was intentional - I'm guessing it is, because I picked it up immediately. I might or might not have squealed in delight.

[elliot-rambles]

just found out my dad is a raging homophobe and transphobe who think straight people deserve a pride parade nobody talk to me