#there's more where that came from i guess lol

[dr-jigglebones]

Last song: It's Bedtime by Ninja Sex Party (lol look the way I listen to music is I put Every Song I've Ever Liked into one playlist and hit shuffle)

Favorite color: Green, if it wasn't obvious from my pfp lol

Last book: Mort by Terry Pratchet. I've just started to scratch the surface of the Discworld as this is my second book in the setting, but I've really enjoyed both Mort and Guards! Guards!

Last movie: shit uhhhh I don't watch movies very often so I'm not actually sure what one I watched most recently... I think it might've been No Time to Die, which was Daniel Craig's last Bond movie. (to clarify I watched that sometime late last year, not like, when it came out lmao)

Last TV show: Haven't finished it yet but The Legend of Vox Machina. I never actually watched the DnD podcast it's based on (though I've seen clips and I love Dropout.tv, which hosts it), but the show's been really good!

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: My sweet tooth knows no limits. No amount of sugar can fulfill the deep hunger within me for sweetness (exaggerating). Love me some savory foods too. Especially when they're paired with sweet, orange chicken my beloved... Spicy... it depends, really. If the spiciness brings a lot of good flavor with it, I love it, and can have a lot of tolerance for the heat. If it's just spicy for the sake of spicy though, just pure capsaicin? Nah, even if it's relatively low scoville, I'm out.

Last search: Funny answer: capsaicin to make sure I spelled it right cause I FUCKING DID TUMBLR, YOU BITCH, GET THAT RED SQUIGGLE OUTTA HERE. Real answer: Searched a Warframe mod someone mentioned to see where it drops.

Current obsession: @ostrigjpg ;3

but also, who'da guessed, Warframe lmao

Looking forward to: spending more time with @ostrigjpg <3, getting back to making steady progress on school, starting HRT hopefully, Valve's got something going on in the background and I wanna see that, got some cool Warframe stuff I'm close to unlocking, uhhh there's probably more but brain is not brainalating rn

@demonsteapot @cananabananalist @vivian-the-panda @defnotaholo @buglicorice @mellodyevangeline @lexingt0n @ostrigjpg

10 People I'd Like to Know Better

Thanks for the tags @gaiaseyes451 and @beerok23!💜!💜

last song: Gloria by the Lumineers

favourite colour: Red, like a deep luscious red that you know would taste good if you licked it. Don't act innocent, you know exactly what I mean by that. Red is a color that you just know tastes good.

last book: I am currently trying to read the Witcher series (per @lickthecowhappy's suggestion) so I am at the start of the Last Wish

last movie: Moana 2 (I have young kidsssss)

last TV show: My oldest is almost 10 which means she stays up late. Which also means I have so little time to watch adult things. So we've been watching the Office with her. I think I want to watch the Good Place with her next tho (I've never watched it!)

sweet/spicy/savoury: Sweet followed very, very closely by spicy. Habanero maple syrup is one of my favorite things on the planet.

last thing i searched online: How to explain a 10 year career hiatus in a cover letter (looking to return to work since having kids. It's been an interesting experience so far).

current obsession: Have not moved on from Good Omens, but recently realized that my obsession may be more in my own little connected universe of fics that I wrote rather than the actual canon at this point😳. I'm sure once we get that first glimpse of red and white hair that will change very quickly.

looking forward to: Going back to work and having a more established adult life again, honestly. I've been so lucky to be home with my kids while they are young, but I am ready. And figuring out how my newfound passion for writing is going to fit into that new life of mine. Another big year of change over here for me, and I am eagerly looking forward to how the growing pains are going to make way for something beautiful beyond.

ten people i’d like to know better:

@addledmongoose, @di-42, @afrenchwriter, @haemey, @eybefioro, @alwaystuesday, @katspause, @alphacentaurinebula, @shadesofecclescakes, @ochre-sunflower and whoever wants to do it (but also feel free to ignore!)

[nowimjustastranger]

omg, I need more baby Stan (Tommy) and Dad Ford! I didn't think I needed that AU till I got here! your works are so fun to read! :D

I'm right there with you, lol.

Ford absentmindedly ducked his head to kiss Tommy’s soft hair as he walked down the aisle, wary eyes scanning the limited selection of bread with a sense of resignation. He hated grocery shopping with a passion, but there wasn’t a delivery service available here in the small town of Gravity Falls. And the arduous task was made all more complicated due to the arrival of his new charge, who he couldn’t leave unsupervised lest he meet the same fate as–

So here Ford was. Grocery shopping.

He grabbed a loaf at random, carelessly tossing it into the cart only to immediately second-guess himself and shamefully snatch it up again to squint at the nutrition label. While this grocery haul was strictly to restock Ford’s abysmally barren kitchen –Tommy’s needs were already met courtesy of that asshole in a helmet– he suddenly had a burning need to set a good example.

His relationship with food had always been tenuous at best. He had been a picky eater as a kid, but college had conditioned that out of him. It was all just fuel, really. Ford didn’t care about the taste or texture so long as it was high in calories and could keep him full for a few hours so he could focus on homework or research. In all honesty, the only reason Ford remembered to eat half the time as a child was because of St–

Ford put the bread back and searched for a healthier alternative, finding a whole wheat loaf that would do nicely. It wasn’t littered with nuts like the multi-grain bread, so it wouldn’t be offensive to Tommy’s palette when he grew old enough to eat it, but it still had plenty to offer when it came to nutrition. Ford triumphantly put it into the cart and moved to the next item on his hastily scrawled list, which was canned goods.

Ford frowned at the sheer amount of non-perishable items that were written down, ranging from vegetables to meat. He had just vowed to himself that he would set the standard when it came to healthy eating, so he could no longer live off of food chock-full of preservatives when there was fresh produce sold in town by a local farmer and also a local butcher.

“It’ll be pricey, but it’s what's best for Tommy. He needs a proper diet to grow up healthy.” Ford muttered, taking his pen out of the front pocket of his trench coat to scribble out the canned goods and replace it with fresh produce and meat. He should probably invest in a cookbook or two as well since his cooking skills weren’t quite up to par outside of warming a can of whatever up on the stove, his brother had always been more proficient in that respect.

Tommy gurgled as his chubby limbs flailed, Ford’s mouth quirking as he indulged Tommy’s desire to gnaw on Ford’s fingers. Tommy was pressed flush against Ford’s chest, the front-facing baby carrier leaving Ford’s hands free. The harness was a deep red with black accents, which suited Tommy perfectly. Red, the color of blood. The color of life. Ford thought it was very fitting for the infant who became his light in the darkness that was his grief and anger.

Ford couldn’t help but wordlessly coo at Tommy, delighted when his baby boy erupted into giggles. Ford’s small smile stretched into a full-blown grin at the joyful sound, giving in to the temptation to kiss Tommy’s head. Then he playfully wiggled his extra pinky, which was currently being slobbered on, eliciting a squeal that made Ford’s heart turn into putty.

Ford carried on with his shopping trip after cleaning his hand with sanitation wipes, careful to keep it out of Tommy’s reach so he couldn’t draw it into his mouth and ingest the chemicals. Tommy liked Ford’s hands, playing with Ford’s fingers or gumming whenever the mood struck him. Ford just couldn’t refuse when Tommy grabbed at his hands, except for instances where his hands had something on them that would hurt the infant.

Ford was relieved when he finally reached the end of his list, guiding the cart to the checkout. The cashier, an older woman with “Ma” on her nametag, made a fuss over how adorable Tommy was as she scanned the items at a glacial pace that had Ford impatiently tapping his foot. His tone was clipped and uncomfortable as he answered her questions, his metaphorical hackles raising as she continued to pry into his personal life.

The woman asked about Tommy’s mother, an awkward silence descending when Ford stiffly relayed that she had passed. Then the woman had perked up all on her own and congratulated him for being a single parent, going off on a tangent about how difficult it must be to raise a child all by his lonesome. She even brought her husband into it, rambling on and on about her marriage and her own offspring.

Ford occasionally nodded or grunted to feign interest, keeping his temper in check by gently stroking Tommy’s arm with his fingers, the repetitive motion and Tommy’s happy noises easing his annoyance some. However, he was already dreading the next time that he would have to come here for groceries. Hopefully he’d have a sitter by then so he could come alone, it would be easier to avoid unnecessary small talk or intrusive questions that way.

Ford's already quite limited tolerance for social interaction was practically nonexistent by the time he left the store, rushing through packing up the car with his purchases. Ford’s rigid posture didn’t relax until they were on the road, heading toward home. Tommy was entertaining himself by blowing raspberries in his car seat, Ford humming a tune for his baby boy to enjoy.

Tommy was a very active baby, reacting to stimuli with curiosity and interest. One of Tommy’s favorite things –besides gnawing on Ford’s fingers, of course– is music; he loves all kinds of genres. So, along with a bedtime story, Ford has taken to humming for Tommy as well. It sends him right off to sleep better than rocking or the occasional drive, it also calms him down when he’s cranky or distressed.

Ford can’t help but smile when he hears Tommy clapping as he erupts into delighted peals of laughter, Ford’s chest filled to the brim with the warmth and happiness that this child kindles within him.

[shouldyouwakethewriteblr]

Okay, here's one of my favourite, sappiest lines. It's gross. Thanks.

[draco-glacialis]

AU - The Coven survive the Witches Road (all live including Sharon)

Warning for child abuse (Evanora Harkness)

Whatever you do don’t think about Evanora Harkness refusing to feed Agatha. Evanora starving Agatha as punishment. Agatha growing up always hungry as a result. Agatha never learning how often your meant to eat or how much. Agatha leaving Salem and still not being able to learn these things because no where/one accepts her. Agatha ensuring Nicky never starves. Agatha ensuring Nicky never goes hungry even if it means she doesn’t eat. Agatha ensuring Nicky never feels how she felt, still feels. Agatha after Nicky’s death going days with eating or sleeping. Wanda’s Hex not including self care. The citizens of Westview having to check in on “Agnes” to ensure she hasn’t injured herself and has eaten at least one decent meal. Mrs Hart Sharon being the primary person to look after “Agnes”. The Coven learning that while Agatha is an amazing cook; she goes days without eating or sleeping because of Evanora (and other trauma). The Coven having to help Agatha learn healthy eating and sleeping habits. The Coven seeing Agatha (for who she is, seeing her human side). The Coven who doesn’t leave her, abandon her, turn their backs on her.

Funny bit I guess to make up for the angst:

Rio learning humans are meant to eat a decent at least once a day. Rio watching a Snickers ad and hearing the tag line “You’re not you when you’re hungry; have a Snickers”. Rio realising how unhealthy Agatha’s eating habits are. (Yet another reason to turn her mother-in-law into a toaster for the rest of eternity). Rio deciding that part of the reason Agatha was hiding for centuries was because she was hungry. Rio cooking Agatha meals in the middle of the night. The Coven waking up in the morning to food on the kitchen side (in various states of burnt (Rio never learnt how to cook, she never needed to)). Them not being able to figure it out. Rio giving Agatha food randomly. Agatha being left very confused and without answers (Rio had to leave after for her job). The Coven having a movie night and the Snickers ad comes on. Rio questioning Agatha about if she wasn’t acting like herself because she was hungry. Agatha facepalming. The rest of the Coven losing it laughing. Rio’s having a confused puppy face with the head tilt. Agatha explaining everything for once (Jen put a truth potion in her tea/coffee as a prank).

[brekitten]

Bruce doesn't dream.

He never has, really - at least, not that he can remember. He never even had nightmares from the night his parents died. Maybe that's why; maybe he just subconsciously trained himself to not dream after that night, in fear of the nightmares that were sure to come. But the point is that he does not dream.

And yet.

The dream always starts out the same, every night, every time he closes his eyes and slips into the embrace of sleep. He's in a pitch-black room, one so dark that he can't see his hands even when he raises them right in front of his face. He knows, somehow, that he can walk for hours without coming into contact with anything - walls, furniture, anything at all to indicate that he was even in a room. Yet he knows that he is, although he's not sure why, as there really is no reason for him to know that.

The dream changes, after a while of walking. He knows that he won't find anything, no matter how far or how long he walks. This place is empty, desolate even. It fills him with dread every time. The change is never consistent, always bringing him to a different place each night.

(Once, it was a dusty old bedroom, one that made his heart ache, although he didn't know why. He had taken notice of the various space-themed decorations, the model rockets and NASA posters and stars on the ceiling. It was clearly a child's bedroom, but it hadn't been used in a long time. Another time, it was a darkened lab, illuminated only by the strange vials of green liquid lined along the many, many shelves. Bruce had wondered, after he had awoken, if it was Lazarus Water, but that felt wrong. It was something else. Something more. It had made him uneasy, and he got the feeling that something terrible had happened there. He didn't get a chance to investigate the gaping hole in the wall before he had been whisked away to another part of the dream.)

This time, he is in a brightly-lit white lab, and he has to blink stars out of his eyes at the abrupt change in lighting and color. He looks around; it seems like a typical lab, but everything is pure white, except for a green stain on the table. He can feel bile rising in his throat at the sight of the cuffs on the table, and though he still doesn't know what the green substance is, he gets the horrible feeling that it's blood. A lot of it.

He uses what little time he has to investigate the lab. There is an abundance of medical supplies, but many look unused, with the exception of the scalpels. The pit in his stomach continues to grow. Why were there so many? He reaches toward a vial of red liquid, wrong wrong wrong this is wrong, when the dream changes again.

Now he's in what is clearly a cell, except even the cells in Arkham aren't this bare. The only thing it contains is a familiar white-haired teenager, who is chained to the floor with cuffs that glow the same green as the vials of Lazarus Water that he's seen before.

Though Bruce has never learned his name, he has been in every dream, the one constant (besides the empty room, of course) in each one. The kid has never spoken, never done more than watch, but Bruce has always gotten the feeling that he was the reason for these strange dreams.

He knows that he should be more worried. If some kind of meta has managed to get inside his head, there's no telling what could happen. But he can't bring himself to be. Something is wrong, and it's not the teenager.

He can't help but think of his own children.

Something feels . . . off this time. The kid isn't looking up, isn't even moving - he seems limp, almost, as he kneels on the ground, weighed down by the chains keeping him there. Green blood - Bruce knows it's blood now, it has to be - drips from his still figure, pooling on the ground underneath him.

Bruce can't move. He desperately wants to, what could he even do? but it's like he's frozen in place. He can only watch as the teenager slowly, agonizingly, looks up at him, his bright green eyes dull and filled with fear and desperation and hope and -

Bruce wakes.

[choccy-milky]

hey!! i just wanted to come on here quickly and say i absolutely adore your art!! i was scrolling through the sebastian sallow x mc tag and found your artwork, and am about to starting reading your story on ao3! you’re super talented!!! and i look forward to reading your story and seeing more art from you <3

AW TYSM!! im glad you found / like my art, and i hope you end up liking my fic as well!👉👈💖💖💖

Y'ALL......im so glad u like my art and also my fic so much😭😭im honoured to be your fav, ty for the support and such high praise....and u are so right about the slytherin/ravenclaw dynamic. surprisingly i never really thought about the dynamic much before HL cause i was mostly focused on gryffindor/gryffindor or gryffindor/slytherin (ive never actually read any HP or HL fanfics, but i was always a romione shipper, and although i never dabbled, i was always interested in dramione/considered reading fics about them), but yess the slytherclaw dynamic just suits the MC/HL so much, especially with seb and his own personal quest for knowledge regarding anne's cure, like u said (also about your second ask, im glad u also enjoyed my ominis oneshot!! as for the nsfw idea.......👀👀....consider it noted👀( and even if i dont draw them im ALWAYS down to get some nsfw ideas or just ideas in general for either seb/clora OR ominis/MC. u never know what can spark inspiration😏) TY AGAIN🙏🙏🙏

[yellllowstar]

slowly I'm recovering the beauty of discovery

(creature by half•alive)

(textless + timelapse below cut)

[icewindandboringhorror]

It's always interesting to hear about people's weird/unexpected "alternate life paths". Like, something that you could have done with your life, a job you almost took, a school you almost went to, etc - that was still actually realistic enough that it could have happened, but NOW it seems to not suit your current personality.

Like for example, I currently hate advertising (how manipulative it is, brands trying to be 'relatable', social media amplifying it to an obnoxious extreme, etc.) so much that even seeing a little ad before a youtube video is grating to even witness, but there was a point in time where I was genuinely seriously considering going into marketing/making commercials as a career lol. Or like, I have a relative who was very inclined to be a pastor when they were younger, even though today they're a super strong atheist, etc. etc.

[arty-cakes]

i finally got around to centaurworld's finale and holy fucking shit??? they can go that hard??

[deus-ex-mona]

my five surviving braincells when something remotely good happens:

[speedofsoundsketches]

I keep seeing criticisms of poor modern interpretations of Shadow as "Vegeta Shadow" and it's confusing because.... which Vegeta are y'all talking about here? You've seen DBZ or Super, right??

Vegeta was overly aggressive and a downright villain up until the Cell saga and partially the Buu Saga. His character arc led to becoming a family man, a friend and fellow protector of Earth. Shadow's initial concept was always meant to be the Vegeta to Sonic's Goku, it's in his original concept art sketch notes. Take Vegeta's arc as a whole and it fits Shadow's pretty neatly from antagonistic enemy -> aggressive rival -> well-adjusted, even friendly equal.

When Shadow's antagonistic with Sonic and co, it's usually because he's on a mission and perceives them as in his way, like his battle against Knuckles in Rivals.

But most of the times after 06, in Rivals, Generations, Forces, TSR, the TSR animations or Sonic Channel's short stories, he's often dismissive, maybe even abrasive, but not an ego-driven jerk. Sonic does agitate and annoy him, just not enough to the point he'll attack for that reason alone. He'd usually just prefer running off if he's ticked off enough. Unless there's a need to start a fight, he won't and is pretty composed otherwise. In fact, Shadow's good-natured enough that when Sonic's challenging him to a fun race or suggests they work together, he's willing to take him up on it without much arguing.

Are people mixing up their criticisms of Boom Shadow with Game Shadow? Because criticizing HIM for being a quarter-inch deep Pre-Cell Vegeta makes more sense but he's barely related to Game Shadow. Boom Shadow doesn't even HAVE a tragic backstory in the context of that series. He's just a brooding weirdo who lives alone in dank caves and has zero reason on why he's like that.

Anyway, I think calling poor portrayals "Vegeta Shadow" is a misnomer and missing the root of the problem. If they are trying to make him like Vegeta, seems they're only going off very early-Vegeta. It's most likely short-sighted writers only referencing SA2 to ShTH Shadow believing that's his entire character arc, ignoring Battle, 06 or anything else after that. :/

[bearenjoyers]

sorry im just thinking about bcs but like. why not add a few smaller scenes of gus interacting with his own men? why does it seem like, in comparison, mike is almost immediately elevated to a higher status than those two in bcs purely because we actually get to see him having normal conversations with gus? like i understand they might not keep the plot moving as well because of the fact obviously if victor is currently doing something it’s because gus told him to etc. but for the most part all of the smaller interactions gus does have with those two ends up being in a somewhat high stress situation where it feels very tense between everyone. and it’s just like damn! is it always like that?? why do those two even care that much about their jobs if their boss is a bit of a dick? etc. i think even an additional scene or two with those guys (either alone or the both of them) talking with gus in a more normal situation could’ve both added a bit more depth into how gus treats his employees (we got a lot with how he treats lyle and co., but not a whole lot with the illegal side of things), how comfortable vic and tyrus feel around him in a calmer setting, and exactly why they both feel the need to be as loyal as they are to the guy.

and also on the other side of this i don't think it'd hurt to maybe elaborate on their pay just a bit..? i'm not saying to randomly put a number out into the atmosphere but i just mean some smaller things like. do they buy nicer things for themselves? what's their housing situation? what's their car situation? are the escalade / yukon their own vehicles or does gus just use those two for business situations? do they use them when they're doing their own stuff off the clock or do they have their own cars? etc. that can also help with understanding their motivations a bit. don't get me wrong i don't think they should be visibly rich or something because that's not what gus would want but just smaller things! cause it's easy to write their loyalty off as Well they probably get paid super well, which i'm sure is true, but if they don't show a single hint of that then what's the point. even something as simple as giving tyrus a nice watch, or maybe victor having a nicer looking gun, etc. something small like that. because as it stands right now the average 41 year old viewer who watched the show once only knows and will only ever know victor and tyrus as those two guys in the background who do random stuff for gus with no clear motivation. just the personification of "On it boss (salute emoji)". and to be honest this is true for a whole lot of fans who do watch the show multiple times and enjoy thinking about it more in depth, because on screen we barely have anything about the two.

and to be clear i'm not trying to say we should have an episode just for them or something like no i understand they're side characters. i understand we don't need all that. and i understand this is also primarily Jimmy's show. but it's not like these two are on the same level as like, arlo or paige and kevin etc. these guys have been around since brba. victor was literally introduced in the same episode gus was. and they are a huge part of gus's story, especially in brba. s4 wouldn't have been what it was without victor and tyrus. and in bcs, ignacio's situation wouldn't have been the same if it weren't for victor and tyrus as well. and i just personally believe that if their goal with gus in bcs was to go back and elaborate on how everything came to be and show what he was like a few years younger, they could've dragged victor and tyrus into that. and i think his character would've benefited from taking that extra step with those two.

[dishesoap]

does anyone have recommendations for fictional media that has like. actual lesbians in it. not like supergirl Two White Skinny Girls, One Blonde and One Brunette Kiss media, or "its implied lesbianism!!!" but just regular fucking lesbians

[mblue-art]

Hi yes I would like it if you went insane over cross (publically on Tumblr dot com) thank you

(hehe hi catto i appreciate u 🫶🫶🫶)

today is not the day, btu. i really wish you guys could see through my brain, and look at the part of my brain that's responsible for simping for cross (DAILY) and see how fucking, weird it is, how delulu i am for him how ill i am for this guy

[louismygf]

just recently watched this is us with my college friends

[blujayonthewing]

had the thought 'it might be interesting to also collect a cicada nymph before it can molt and keep it as a wet specimen' and then immediately the concept of a cicada quietly growing underground for thirteen years to finally, finally emerge into the world only to get killed and put in a jar before it ever has a chance to stretch its wings just because some idiot thought it'd be neat nearly made me cry