#tumblr pls

[sysiheart]

Tumblr: hey, SomeGuy45 reblogged your post.

Me: thats cool, thanks for telling me.

Tumblr: no problem

Tumblr: SomeGuy45 reblogged your post.

Me: oh, they reblogged a different post?

Tumblr: no, the same post. I just told you twice.

Me:

Tumblr: SomeGuy45 reblogged your post btw.

Me: ...ok. Thank you

Tumblr: Idk if you will believe this but SomeGuy45 reblogged your post.

Me: thats.... hey why havent i seen this fanart someone made me?

Tumblr: SomeGuy45 tho

[vacantgodling]

a guide to: hyacinthus shrapnel

thank you to anyone who's expressed interest in my favorite asshole man--at some point i'll do this for more ocs, but i am not immune to favoritism. gently tagging those who i think would wanna see this:

@henrike-does-writing-sometimes @outpost51 @void-botanist @jezifster @mjjune @sergeantnarwhalwrites @ink-flavored @astral-runic @calicohyde @kk7-rbs @foxys-fantasy-tales @inadequatecowboy @sarahlizziewrites @multi-lefaiye

transposed under the cut!

SLIDE 1: A GUIDE TO HYACINTHUS SHRAPNEL -- the meanest, prettiest, and most emotionally constipated man ever. by @vacantgodling, yours truly

SLIDE 2: BASIC INFORMATION pt. 1

FULL NAME: HYACINTHUS SHRAPNEL (nicknames: HYA (by amon), CINTHY (by aloe, lovingly, and tagetes, degradingly), CINTH (by narci))

AGE: 31

BIRTHDAY: he hates talking about his birthday, so you won’t get the exact date. just know that it falls during the galerian form of “christmas” which is the two weeks of may 12th — may 24th. its somewhere in there :)

GENDER: TROIBEMME (HE/HIM PRONOUNS ONLY)

the galerian equivalent to our nonbinary; an entirely separate gender denomination that blurs the line between masculine and feminine; encompassing everything inbetween, nothing at all, or outside of a binary frame altogether. its considered a ‘third gender’ by the galerian people, and has been observed in galerian history for centuries. old galerian even features multiple pronoun sets, but they have been lost in the modern age. nowadays, those who present as troibemme usually use “they” “he” or “she” but this does not negate their troibemme status. gender =/= pronouns etc.

SOCIAL STATUS: WIFE OF THE KEEPER OF CHATEAU AUX AISLES D’OR

husband and wife refer to the specific social hierarchy in galere. “wife” and “husband” respectively refer to the role of being a breadwinner and connection maker (husband) versus the manager of the house and finances (wife). wives do occasionally lead the way in organizing at home balls. child rearing (in upper society) is usually left to maids and nanny’s—not a responsibility of either parent. traditionalists believe wives should take on this task as children are part of the “home”, but in actual valerian society children are usually pawned off. all of the gunn clan, sans aloe (as he is part of the clergy) are wives.

SLIDE 3: THE GUNN FAMILY TREE

a family tree that showcases the main gunn family tree. lonicera gunn and clematis gunn are crossed out because they are deceased. they were wed first and had 3 children, tagetes gunn de beneaux (40, they/them), iberis winch (36, he/him) and narcissus spokes (33, she/her). while it is not indicated by the chart, clematis had a relationship with moxie shrapnel in lonicera's twilight years, giving birth to hyacinthus shrapnel (31, he/him) and his name is in bold lettering. then, clematis finally married belladonna anvil (who hyphenated her name to anvil-gunn) and had 2 children, lavendula caldern (28, she/her) and aloe anvil-gunn (24, he/him).

SLIDE 4: BASIC INFORMATION PT. 2

SOCIAL STATUS: aside from a wife, hya is also a BASTARD. this is not a well kept secret.

bastards, as per the definition, are illegitimate heirs. hyacinthus is the 4th child of the dodgy businessman, CLEMATIS GUNN, who had an affair with a prostitute, MOXIE SHRAPNEL (where hya gets his surname), during his first wife’s decline in health. 

bastards have no claim to family fortunes, so when clematis passed, hya would’ve been shit out of luck if he wasn’t essentially adopted by tagetes. hya has also never met his mother to his own knowledge as she fled the situation when clematis started getting more abusive.

in order to marry the keeper, tagetes had birth certificates forged. whether or not the keeper knows of this deceit is questionable; but the large dowry tagetes paid to facilitate the marriage has seemed to placate them enough not to question it.

MISC LIKES: coffee (misted ivory geisha is his favorite in universe blend—its imported from the northeast country i have yet to name), fashion (dresses, shoulder pads, and embroidery are his favorite things), gold & white (for jewelry, dress, and aesthetically), MONEY (he’s extremely materialistic), reading & literature (he’s very critical however—in a modern au he would probably be a pretty well renowned critic).

in general however, hya is easily annoyed.

SLIDE 5: what annoys hya, you may ask? FUCKING EVERYTHING. thank you for being polite because he's not :D

SLIDE 6: GENERAL APPEARANCE

HEIGHT: 5’11” (~180cm)

EYE COLOR: dark brown

HAIR COLOR: black, with hime bangs (square bangs in the front with short, square cut side bangs that frame the face and chin), and long hair that reaches to his mid back.

BUILD: broad, girthy👀, and imposing. when he finds time to work out is a mystery to most, but his physique shows he clearly does.

there are 2 photos of hyacinthus to display his looks; a broad shouldered, dark brown skinned man with fox-shaped and narrow eyes, multiple piercings (nose, ears, and lip), and two beauty marks under his left eye. he is wearing an intricate white and gold outfit in the picture on the right. in the one on the left he is wearing an intricate white and gold choker. there are 2 thought bubbles over each. one says "RBF STRONG AF". the other says "even though hya is so well manicured he hates showers bc #childhoodtrauma. he does take baths though!"

SLIDE 7: everything on hya glitters like gold -> here’s a map of hya’s piercings and notable features

the picture shows various arrows pointing to hyacinthus (who has his mouth open to reveal that his canine teeth on his upper row of teeth have been replaced by sharp, solid gold). they point to his beauty marks, canines, and various piercings.

SLIDE 8: IMPORTANT RELATIONSHIPS

as an aside, hya didn’t have friends growing up because he literally wasn’t allowed to leave the estate his father trapped him in until he was 19… and that was bc his dad died and tagetes ‘adopted’ him.

TAGETES ⟶ despite the fact that tagetes basically raised hya, the two of them hardly see eye to eye. tagetes views, treats, and exploits hya (as they do everyone) as a means to their end goals—though what those goals are is anyone’s guess. hya doesn’t trust tagetes as far as he could throw them. yet, at the same time, they have a strange sense of obligation and “care” (if it can be called that) towards one another. tagetes was definitely the main influence into why hya is Like That.

ALOE ⟶ since aloe turned 10 and learned that he had an older brother whom he hadn’t met yet, he began to try and write letters getting to know hya. despite being generally brash, crass, and a pain in the ass, hya really cherishes aloe’s letters and companionship, and they actually meet for the first time in person during the events of paramour. 

AMON ⟶ y’all knew it was coming. i feel like i don’t even have to explain this one they are obsessed with each other in the most toxic of ways lmao. amon infuriates hya down to a molecular level, yet he is also the only man—only person—hya has ever been attracted to. (and he will not EVER admit that)

SLIDE 9: HIS OPINIONS ON...

… Narcissus ⟶ she annoys him and he can’t understand why she’s so obsessed with trying to ‘fit in’ with other people. also he wished she wouldn’t try to talk his ear off every time she saw him.

… Iberis ⟶ he literally doesn’t have one. the two of them avoid each other like the plague.

… Lavendula ⟶ avoids her like the plague if he can help it, but she actually looks up to him in a way, especially based on the things aloe has told her about him. they aren’t close and don’t really speak until her book but that’s a whole other thing.

… Clematis ⟶ #daddyissues. hates the man’s guts and is glad he’s dead.

… Lonicera ⟶ she died before he was born, but even if she lived, he would’ve never met her regardless. no opinion.

… Moxie ⟶ he’s never met his mother to his knowledge, so he has no opinion of her. she loves him very much and there’s more to that story that we won’t hear about until empire (tagetes’s book)

… Belladonna ⟶ the loathing is mutual

… Erecia ⟶ he doesn’t gain an opinion of her until lavendula’s book, and even then it’s mostly just “that’s amon’s friend” territory

… Viola, Barbatus, & Rumex ⟶ he’s not good with kids so he tries not to interact if he can avoid it

… Helianthus ⟶ finds him EXTREMELY obnoxious

… Terian ⟶ no opinion, they’ve never met.

… Miss Shanin ⟶ she’s always in his way and he’s generally annoyed by and suspicious of her

… Vira, Tamhas, Asahel ⟶ no opinion at all. they’re just servants.

… The Keeper & The Bishop ⟶ finds them genuinely disturbing. distrusts them HEAVILY.

SLIDE 10: ASSOCIATIONS

alcoholic drink: white russian

food: steak bechamel

colors: white & gold

flower: yellow hyacinths

animal: leopard

zodiac: taurus

tarot: six of swords

song: lyin’ to myself — todrick hall

[blakbonnet]

I want an option that's a step before a block - I don't want to block this person but I never want to see their takes ever again

[rad1opulsars]

Chiptober day 2 - Lady Parsec

Why is she so hard to draw. help

[tomasitaoficial]

Ugh fuck it, I'll post this anyway...

I PRESENT TO ALL OF YOU, MY DESIGNS OF SEVEN DEADLY SINS!

These are my boys aaah I was a little unsure about posting this because of the reaction some people would have when they see this but oh well, Also, another reason is that at first I didn't like the designs I gave them very much but now I like them a lot idndidndk (Especially Mammon and Satan)

These are the two that I am still undecided about in their designs and color palette, so maybe they will change in the future.

I will be more than happy if you want to know more about them, How they get along with each other and so on leklddmoems

AAANDDD

They but miniature version because why not in the first place iendidmms

[shikariiin]

For some reason some questions in my inbox disappeared??? And I didn’t delete any of them or do anything, I remember someone asked a specific question that I wanted to answer today and it’s g o n e

[bifr0oo0g]

old grian fanart i never posted

[irl-donut]

wtf

who-

who rOUNDED THE POSTS????

[felineverdure]

color version here (or just find it on my twt hehe)

[bestofme1996]

Hyperfixating on Bodypiercer!Eddie after reading a blurb about an older body piercer Eddie 🥲 send me all the Bodypiercer!Eddie blurbs pls

[tau1tvec]

Why did the heart button do… that?

[acdeaky]

the day before tomorrow

warning: fluff, a little bit of angst (only a sprinkling), mention of nudity (but it’s tasteful) (and it’s javier so not that surprising)

note: (what was meant to) a little blurb for javier pena, my beloved <3 also follow @acdeaky-library​ and turn on post notifications for any published work :) 

word count: 1.0k 

translations: mi amor - my love; cariño - dear/sweetheart; te prometo - i promise; querida - darling; hermosa - beautiful

you always hate it when he leaves; whether it’s for work, shopping or even grabbing another pack of cigarettes from the living room, you hate it.

this time was different. the pair of you went to bed the night before knowing that in the morning he would be gone for longer. albeit he’ll be gone only a night longer than usual, but you know as well as he does that this is something that needed to be done.

javier came home one day last week, case file in hand and tie wrapped up in the other. he gave a grumbled expression that you made out to be a greeting before traipsing through the apartment and falling, quite ungracefully, onto the sofa. you grabbed the glass of whiskey that had even eagerly awaiting his return and sat down beside him, curling your legs underneath you while leaning into his side slightly.

“what's the problem, mi amor?” you questioned gently, placing the glass into his outreached empty hand. it took him a moment to answer, so you brought your chin down to rest on his shoulder, pressing a featherlight kiss onto his stubbled cheek.

“i have go away for a day, just to see if the intel we got today’s got any weight behind it.” as javier said that, he could practically feel your body stiffen. “it’s only for one night, cariño. i’ll be right back with you the next day.”

javier placed his glass of whiskey on the table in front of him, shifting his body to face yours as he placed a gentle hand under your chin and lifted your head up slightly. “only one day. nothing’s going to happen to me, te prometo.”

“are feistl and van ness going with you?” you asked, watching his eyes, a hand moving to hold onto his wrist.

“yes, querida, the three of are going and looking after each other.” he promised again. you nodded your head, tightening your grip around his wrist slightly before bringing your other hand up to cup his cheek.

“i think they'll be looking after you more than you them.” your comment made javier chuckle, his head tilting and leaning further into your touch as you giggle at him. “come on, let’s get you cleaned up. i've made arepas for dinner.” you heard a satisfied groan come from javier as you stood up, grabbing both of his hands to pull him up after you before helping him to shed his blazer.

both of you made the short distance to the kitchen, holding hands and tripping over the other’s feet as you giggled softly to each other.

the week went by as normal; both of you getting up for work, laughing and teasing one another almost making you late. you would always get home before him, starting on dinner and waiting for him to walk through the front door, glass of whiskey and a bright smile on your face.

as the day got closer, case files would fly in and out of the door. javier spent many hours of the evening hunched over the coffee table reading and re-reading the same sentences and reports over and over again. you always sat by his side, reading your own book - either in english or spanish - waiting for frustrated sighs to leave his mouth. you'd help to smooth out the creases in his forehead, pressing light kisses all over his face before he decided it was time to get back to work.

and soon the morning he had to leave came. the sun had barely risen above the horizon, but the air was still warm from the hot day the day before. you felt the bed rise slightly after javier got up from it, the thin sheets falling away from his bare body.

he mooched around, pulling clothes from hangers and drawers before heading into the bathroom to get ready, not bothering to close the door in the hopes of catching a few glances at your figure on the bed. little did he know that you were doing the same; never had you been more grateful for him not closing that door.

you watched as he gave himself a once over in the mirror, adjusting his soft blue shirt that he knew you adored before exiting towards you. javier knelt down by your side of the bed, bringing a hand up to brush the delicate skin of your cheek. his fingers followed the outline of your face, bringing them up to touch your lips making you giggle.

“there's my hermosa,” he smiled softly, pressing a delicate kiss onto your chin. “i'll be back before you know it, querida.” he reminded you, not making you feel any more assured than the other times he promised you.

“you better come back to me, javi. i don't know what i’d do without you.” you confessed, opening your eyes to meet his beautiful brown ones. all you saw in them was love and adoration, as well as a tiny idea growing.

“give me your hand,” he asked, so politely with a little smile it would have been rude to not listen to him. “to remind you that i'm okay, and that i’ll always come back to you.” with that, he brought your enclosed hands up to his chest, pressing your palm flat against his shirt. you only looked at him with confusion, before feeling the steady thumps of his heart.

the only thing you could think to do was smile at a him, closing your fingers around the material of his shirt above his heart. you used this to pull him towards you, catching his lips with yours as his hand cupped your cheek. his thumb brushed your skin, a reminder to yourself and him that he was still here and he would make it back to you.

javier was the first to pull back, a smile gracing his lips as his eyes darted over your face one last time. “i'll see you tomorrow, mi amor.”

“i'll see you tomorrow, javi.”

- 

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pedro tags: @goldhoran​ @whenthe-smokeisinyoureyes​ @fioccodineveautunnale​ @yespolkadotkitty​ @marvgrrl​ @wander-lustbabe​

javier tags: @chaotic-noceur​ @opheliaelysia​

[inkareds]

Tumblr WTF

Am i fucking shadowbanned??? Like bcs I haven't been active in a while???? Come on Tumblr wtf???

Like I'm not trying to be boastful or anyth right but usually when I post a fic or sumth I'd get at a minimum 20 notes aft 12 hours unless its a lowkey/minor character. I'd usually get more than 50 aft 24. But like

I'm posting Miles Morales, Hobie, Miguel, Namor, WALLY WEST and barely getting anything

ESPECIALLY THE MILES ONE LIKE IM GETTING BELOW 10 NOTES AFTER MORE THAN A WHOLE DAY

Also w/ Wally, I thought he was an underrated character cause I don't see ppl posting him a lot. But when I posted my Wally fic Speedsters Are Always Late, I have one note. ITS BEEN A DAY it's just so fucking disheartening

Ik I'm like complaining for nothing or whatever but it sucks. It feels like shit when you're used to so much interaction from ppl, seeing ppl rb or comment funny things and then basically get nothing at all.

Makes u fucking wonder if ur writing skills plummeted that much or if Tumblr hates your guts.

(Also to show that Tumblr rly isn't showing my WRITING to people I posted a call me out post w the same tags as one of my shorter fics w/ Miguel, Hobie, Pav, and Miles. THAT CALL OUT POST IS SHORTER THAN MY SHORT FIC AND WAS POSTED A FEW DAYS LATER YET HAS MORE NOTES.)

what the actual FUCK

(Excuse the tags I'm testing something)

Also in case tumblr NOW decides to show my posts these are the posts I'm referencing:

Flying Together - Miles Morales x Aerialist Reader

Speedsters are always late - Wally West x reader

Trust Me - Namor x Talocan Reader

Rest Your Weary Eyes - Cassandra Cain x fem reader

Love You Like A Cat - Miles x Moody reader

A different mother tongue - Pavitr Prabhakar, Miguel O'hara, Hobie Brown, and Miles Morales (separate)w/ reader who speaks a different mother tongue

[designers-teaparty]

loud sighing

[laeana]

Sigh, the heartbreak to have those mutuals that are into both f1 and motogp but they have great takes on one sport and horrid takes on the other…

That rant actually works for any person that has multiple interests, like I love that artist but I sincerely do not want to see their political views around.

I wish there was a way to mute some tags from people we follow.

[rebp1lled]

WHY ARE ALL OF MY MOOTS GETTING T3RMED :<