#twas a good weekend

[awkwardrocker]

Nobody should be shocked that I went to WWWY

[zhongrin]

if you see this, and you're about to sleep (like me), i hope we both get a good rest and our f/os visits us in our dreams ᰔᩚ

if you're just starting your day, good luck and i hope your day will be good and filled with positive things coming straight to your way ᰔᩚ

and if you're in the middle of your day, i hope you're given strength to tackle the remaining hours before you can kick back and relax ᰔᩚ

[wmnylander]

pls give your pets a cuddle from me :)

[apocalypticdemon]

read it might be your birthday today (if not feel free to disregard lmao) I hope you have a wonderful day and get to do something that brings a smile to your face 🎂🥳🎁🎉

Oh thank you, that's so kind of you! You're right, it is my birthday, no worries :)

I managed to have a pretty good day today, and played some games online with some college friends, which I've not managed to do before. It was a lot of fun and a nice end to my day!

[natequarter]

[id: eight gifs of jim howick as blackbeard in horrible histories, shoeing him singing about himself as he interacts with his crew. /end id]

JIM HOWICK as BLACKBEARD in HORRIBLE HISTORIES (2009-2014)

[spotsandsocks]

Hiiii Spotty 💕💕💕

I have a few more!

🎅+ blizzard

-❤️🪐

Ok.. in an effort to save you all from endless words today and get all my word prompts done by this merry Christmas Eve. I decided a little challenge was in order. So Saturn my lovely creative pal I’ve combined all the words you sent that I haven’t used into one fic that comes in around 800 words. Let’s see what you think.

The wind is remarkably loud, rattling the window frames of the cabin in a mildly alarming fashion. The gentle flurries of snow from this morning have turned into something much more intense. At least the fire is going strong and at least there’s blankets. The warmth of the one round his shoulder is comforting but he’s still a little cold. What he wouldn’t do for a hot cocoa or some cookies.

A shiver he can’t control catches Eddie’s attention.

“You still cold?”

He nods, “a bit. I’m fine though. Eddie’s eyes are still on him so he feels the need to keep talking. “I checked the weather before we lost the internet, they say it’s officially a blizzard now, should last a few hours.”

Eddie nods and looks away again. A few hours isn’t that bad. The radio is still working at least, it’s playing some kind of old time big band music that always makes him think about those black and white war movies and make his toes tap.

Maybe one day him and Eddie will be able to dance together. Buck thinks he’s like that. The thought comes out of nowhere but that’s been happening more often recently. He’s been thinking he’d like to do a lot of things with Eddie recently.

He’s not going to be doing any of those though. Instead he's reading the only book he was able to find on the shelf, it’s a kids picture book of ‘‘twas the night before Christmas’. Maddie used to read one like it to him when he was little. Buck wonders if Eddie ever read it to Chris or if he’ll get the chance to read it to his own child one day.

That thought makes him lift his eyes from the page to look at Eddie again. He’s also wrapped up in a blanket but nearer the fire, busy doing a crossword from a puzzle book, another left behind item in the cabin they rented for the weekend. The light from the fire is just enough to let him see and scribble down words. He’d refused to wear the pair of mittens they’d found in a drawer earlier to keep his hands warm and Buck can’t actually blame him; they did look a little crusty.

Suddenly Eddie looks up and when he finds Buck already looking at him it just makes him smile and Buck finds he doesn’t really mind having been caught staring.

Eddie’s mouth opens and Buck has a moment of insane hope then Eddie says.

“Six down - ‘inspiring or influencing people’ ten letters, second and third letters U- M”

Closing his riveting read Buck considers the clue, moving his way through the alphabet when he hits L he’s rather ironically illuminated.

“Luminaries”

Eddie’s eyebrows lift alongside a little pout and impressed nod. From his chair Buck has the sudden image of kissing that pout. The image flushes his cheeks but fortunately Eddie’s gone back to his puzzle book so he doesn’t notice.

He shivers again.

Eddie does notice that.

“You’re cold! Come closer to the fire.” Eddie moves to throw on another log. “You know it might be a good idea to sleep out here.”

“Together?” He gulps at the idea of curling up by a fire with Eddie.

“Yeah… need to keep warm don’t we.”

Blinking in the firelight Buck isn’t at all sure how he feels about that idea.

Eddie looks at him and there’s something in his eyes, a glimmer of hope maybe that gives Buck a drop of confidence.

“I think that’s a good idea. We could move the mattress from my room get some blankets. Kinda like a pillow fort but without the pillows.”

Eddie's face lights up. “Yeah, it sounds cozy.”

Clambering to his feet Eddie holds out a hand that Buck takes with a racing heart.

“Let’s get ready for bed then.”

It doesn’t take too long and the activity does keep them warm. Soon there’s a cozy looking camp by the fire and Eddie’s kicking off his shoes and climbing into the like of blankets.

“Come on you’ll get cold again.”

Nodding he copies Eddie and shucks off his shoes and clambers into the makeshift bed. It’s snug, they���re both quite large after all. Eddie doesn’t seem to mind the closeness so Buck thinks it’s ok to enjoy the warmth and intimacy.

“Warmer now”

He nods and makes a joke that changes his life.

“Well my nose is still cold but I can live with that.”

Eddie frowns, “a friend once told me you’re only as warm as your coldest part”

Buck laughs, he knows who told Eddie that. It was him on a star gazing trip.

“Sounds like a smart friend”

Eddie smiles. “He is, in fact he’s everything to me and I don’t think he should have a cold nose.”

Then Eddie kisses the tip of his nose.

“Anything else cold?”

Eddie’s eyes glow in the firelight. He looks nervous and hopeful and Buck can’t believe his luck. Finding Eddie’s hand under the blankets he squeezes it.

“My lips are pretty chilly.”

Eddie smiles, the twinkle in his eye declaring his love as he moves closer.

“Let’s see what we can do about that then.”

So illuminated by firelight, in the middle of a blizzard, wrapped in blankets and love Buck gets kissed by the man he loves and he’s pretty confident he’ll never ever be cold again.

[trickstertime]

I was at a pagan naming ceremony in a run down victorian mansion in the middle of nowhere over the weekend. At about 2am, after we were well into the homemade strawberry wine, and sitting in front of the roaring fire, someone did a remarkably catchy song called 'The Crabbit'. Which, naturally, was a song about the dangers and challenges of alcoholism and was accompanied by a man in a tight, white suit who was wearing crab claws and a rabbit mask and he forced the singer to down two pints of Guinness during the song.

Twas a pretty good weekend

[oneefin]

we did vehemusical this weekend! twas enjoyable. we didn't solve everything, so our stage is missing some people, but that's okay:

the hunt is pretty short and it's not too hard (with one significant exception) - optimal for a small team of intermediate solvers with a bit of time to kill.

it's clear that this hunt was "not for me", in the same way that crosswords with tons of old people clues in them are "not for me": musical theatre isn't really my thing, so a lot of the content didn't feel as cool or connected in my head as other hunt stuff i've done, but i had a good time regardless. i'm glad to have teammates who can inform me of the necessary musical trivia and also bounce or riff off of ideas i have - even if we weren't as available as we were hoping to be.

thanks team vehemence for putting this together!

[justallihere]

When I tell you that I SPRINT when I receive a notification about a new chapter being posted!!!! Twas a hard week, and this was the perfect surprise!!

Some of my favs

Violets comment about Liam holding her hand 😂, honestly, I was dying at the thought of her letting Liam touch her, and not Xaden, and how absolutely he'd lose his shit.

Not me also forgetting that Jack Barlowe existed and when he came in, I was like…”oooohhh brother THIS GUY STINKS”

THE CONVERSATIONS THEY HAVE IN THE DARK. 👏🏻 Like these moments are seriously my favorite from this fic, I get literal chills whenever I read them. The tension, the rhythms, the SHARED INTIMACY they don’t want to admit. FW and IF fell flat for me in these types of important moments for relational connection, and you write them so beautifully. It’s in these dialogues you can feel how well they know each other deeper than either of them imagined, and while there’s still some denial, it will make that moment when they finally admit their feelings SO MUCH BETTERRRR. (imgonnaweep)

Okaaaay BOHDI!!? Why am I obsessed with him?? Bodhi is a seriously underrated hottie imo, and I need someone to love him. (let it be me). It’s also so obvious he’s so about Xaden and Violet being married now and i love it.

“Good morning, my beautiful, patient wife,” Xaden said obediently. “What the fuck?” I literally LAUGHED OUT LOUD at this, like snorted my orange juice, this line was ✨perfection✨ like I wish I could erase my memory so I could read it again for the first time

“Wait until I come back here to do it. So I can be with you.” 🥹 the healthy communication, him supporting her choice, her willingness to compromise, him once again basically saying "I need you so bad, plz let me come with you." THIS is what I go feral for...

As always, ur amazing. I hope you have the best weekendddd!!

Ahhh thank you, sorry you had a hard week, hope the weekend is going better for you 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Can you imagine Violet and Liam showing up to Aretia holding hands and Xaden just going “take your hands off my wife, Mairi” and Liam is all “no thanks some of us are still allowed to touch her” 😭

I will actually never stop writing Violet and Xaden and their vulnerable moments and conversations in the dark and you can pry those scenes from my cold dead hands

BODHI!!! The people have been begging me for more Bodhi and I had to oblige 🫡🫡

If Violet asks for something, Violet gets it. And Xaden loves an excuse to call her beautiful. Married couple Riorgail is the only Riorgail

Thank you, have a good weekend!!! 🩷

[sh00kspeared]

SilverV Week

Hey @silverv-week , I’ve been excited for silverv weekend for a while and have something to share! I really wanted to write something based on the prompts but didn’t get to it since I was hyper focused on a different project in which I’m translating Cyberpunk into Elizabethan/Shakespearean English (to the best of my abilities; I love Shakespeare but am not a scholar or anything).

Warning, this isn't overly polished and is still kinda only partially edited, so it's likely that not all of the phrases sound fully Elizabethan. I rewrote part of Johnny and V’s conversation in the Tower ending (with a few more outward declarations of love so that it would constitute as SilverV), so here there be spoilers!

Johnny: I am fain to see fair Night ere my skyward leave— marry, she is a fair nunnery.

V: I needs say farewell. Pray you, open the door?

Weiss: Be not afeared— eternity is a foreign word and thy leave shall be short.

V: I am not a man who casts lots. [aside to Weiss] Pray you, open the door.

(the cart door opens)

Johnny: Lo, ‘tis fair Night, slumbering at thy feet. Marry, she is smaller than she once was— or thou hast grown.

V: Thy ruse is disquieting. I am undeserving of much, but above all, I am undeserving of thy love.

Johnny: Thou knowest I’m an ever fixéd man— My ruse will thus remain so steadfast as An anchor’d barque by golden-dusted shores. As thou hast slavéd as a watchman’s dog I pray thee, wear thy pride upon thy brow A diadem of triumph o’er Thanatos.

V: Dost thou yet love me? Thy bidding is crushed by mine own hand.

Johnny: Aye– With thee I spake beside the quarry– thus Our peace was sown for evermore and naught Of all my promises hath changéd since. Once I dreamt of mirthful things which hath Been cloven since; and yet, above all else, Th’ dreams I held for those I loved Were crumbl’d more than aught else I held dear. My bidding is to lend my soul this rest, Or else to stay with thee till we needs part, For I am fill’d with mirth that thou wast this: He who remainest my life’s final friend.

V: May I still call thee friend when thou art slain by mine own hand? O, that I weren’t a murderer!

Johnny: Aye, V– in sooth, thou art my dearest friend, And such that ‘murd’rer’ is a foreign word. Our tales end ever seal’d in a stroud, With caskets graven with my name or thine. I forthwith choose the stroud which bears my name, For verily thy body is thine own.

V: I am loathe to see thee die.

Johnny: I know thy heart— ‘tis for thine own good.

V: I ponder a world where we are strangers.

Johnny: On my word, the rapier would have pierced thy brain and turned thee into a grave man. And, hadst thou survived the foil, thou would have been an even graver man sans my counseling.

V: There is yet sooth in a jest– thou art my savior.

Johnny: The Relic was thine anchor, but valor and will was thy true saviour. Our journey was most star-alignéd.

V: Thy reserve is unbefitting of our circumstance.

Johnny: Once I didst hide my weapon in th’ cheverel sheath of Hades– I am an adept of death.

V: Put aside thy jests.

Johnny: ‘twas e’ery day I felt death pressed to my back– insomuch that I spent my days entrapped in a dance with it. But, sooth– ne’er have I felt such peace than I do now.

V: I have brushed fingers with th’ broad welkin as well. ‘Tis a gast thing.

Johnny: I am afeared for thee— as I am a gravéd man, eyes palled cannot see thee, nor can they see the world. But, sooth— I would be ever more gasted wert thou to be palled in place of me.

Dr. Lorenzo: you are afeared. I will give you this elixir— you must be well-brainéd ere the Relic is removed.

Johnny: all so soon asleep, lambkin.

V: all so soon…

Johnny: give me thine oath, sweeting.

V: were mine ears with cotton stuff’d, still would I swear upon the holy writ with both hands.

Johnny: Thus, lend thyself this mercy: Find thee bliss, Water fresh, and ale gold, and vales green. Sheathe thy rapier, fill thy hands with softer things, Thy mouth with laughter and thine ears with hymns. But this above all else: be faithful to Thyself as shepherd’s dog, unto thyself So true that one may gaze upon thee and Proclaim, ‘Sure as stars doth glister, thou art V.’

V: Johnny… I…

J: Good night, sweet Vincent, and dream thou so sweetly that thou may never wish to wake. The sun falleth on a mirthful day.

[eek-a-tron]

Tagged by: @lokiinmediasideblog

Last song: The Devil You Know by Kovacs, moody scene-setting fire

Favorite color: Black

Last book: Fiction was The Blue Castle by LM Montgomery; Non-Fiction was Empty Mansions by Bill Dedman

Last movie: The Devil and Miss Jones (1941), a.k.a. hey remember when rich characters could be shamed into social morality by quirky union women :[

Last show: WWDITS, only one ep left

Sweet/spicy/savory: Sweet aaaaaand I just finished making these last weekend lookit

Relationship status: Married

Last thing I googled duckduckgo’d because fuck ai: Aside from the link to my last song, twas Franz Liszt, giving early metal realness in every rendering. Also plz enjoy this quote from an 1830s diary passage for absolutely no reason: “ … Liszt did not keep his hands 'in a rounded position' nor were they 'altogether flat', but rather his fingers were 'so flexible as to possess no fixed position'.” Man had the Labyrinth hands, pff pff

Current obsession: I don’t think I’m serious enough to have obsessions aside from various fandom plot bunnies nibbling on the grassy knoll of my brain :p I do like to have a good scribbling pencil around sometimes? The Uni Kurutoga Pipe Slide is pretty good, thx Japan

Looking forward to: Finishing a current project

Tagging (no pressure): @linearao3 @mareebird @v3ggyqu33n @callmestannismaybe

[dasenergi]

Hi there, do you have any special memories from this holiday season that you would like to share?

From THIS holiday season? Oh, no. I am in full-on isolation mode.

I have started watching all of the Rankin/Bass Christmas specials. So far I have watched:

-Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer (1964) (Burl Ives) -Cricket on the Hearth (1967) (Danny Thomas & Roddy McDowall) -The Little Drummer Boy (1968) (Greer Garson) -Frosty the Snowman (1969) (Jimmy Durante) -Santa Claus is Comin' to Town (1970) (Fred Astaire & Mickey Rooney) -'Twas the Night Before Christmas (1974) (Joel Grey) -The Year Without a Santa Claus (1974) (Mickey Rooney and Shirley Booth) (This is the one with Heat Miser & Snow Miser.) -The First Christmas: The Story of the First Christmas Snow (1975) (Angela Lansbury)

And I have 11 more to go!

I did host my family's Thanksgiving at my house. That was more work than I expected. I did absolutely nothing the day after. Then that Saturday I put-up the decorations outside the house. And on that Sunday I put up the tree inside the house.

Today I finally got down the other boxes of decorations for inside the house and will work on it this evening before the kids come tomorrow.

Last week I visited a friend in Palm Springs for his birthday. That took a lot out of me. Work was madness AND I was working from his apartment. All of my energy was spent ensuring he had a good birthday and staying on top of work. By the time the weekend came, I was exhausted and did nothing.

I will be visiting a friend in Long Beach sometime this month. He will be in Puerto Vallarta next week, so probably the week after that.

But no, I have no other plans. I'm not going to our company's Christmas party. I am not doing the annual Christmas show at our local theater. I have no events scheduled to appear as Santa.

I am isolating and keeping to myself for the most part this holiday season.

And that's it for special memories this holiday season. Sorry. I'm not sure what's going on with me. It's been a weird year. I've been in monk-mode since spring, not going anywhere or seeing anyone.

[twistedtummies2]

I HAVE RETURNED!

Ahoy there, comrades and knaves! As of last night, I have officially returned from my trip out of state. I'm going to attempt to continue commissions this week, starting on Wednesday. We shall see how things go.

During my trip, among other events, I saw the stage version of The Lion King (twas glorious), and I also got to see "Kung Fu Panda 4" in theaters. (It grieved me to see how empty the seats were.) Not sure what the general opinion of the movie is, but I think it's good. It's a bit different, in some ways, from the past three, and I personally think the first two films are still the best two of the bunch, but it's not a bad entry at all: the returning faces, even if a lot of them don't actually do a whole lot, are nice to see back in form. As for the new faces - most notably the main villain and our deuteragonist - they are fun and interesting additions. The animation is also still top notch.

Also, we get Tenacious D covering a Britney Spears song over the end credits. This is worth celebrating.

ANYWAY...like I said, I'll hopefully resume commission writing in a few days. I want to take this weekend and the early part of the week to try and finish a personal piece I've been working on, then I'll get back into comms, as well as a gift story for someone. If you're reading this, you know who you are.

Thank you for your patience, comrades and knaves alike.

[curseoftheeel]

Twas good fun! Hello everyone, the D&D game has ended for now, and soon we'll return to the madness of the main story. Thank you for hanging in with these updates as I tried to recreate my backlog of pages. It was a good break, even though I was still updating through it, so maybe it wasn't much of one. Anyhow, next week chapter 21 begins, I hope you're all looking forward to it!

Also, please check out my Patreon at https://www.patreon.com/jorgesantiagojr! I'm sharing my page process and advance pages of Curse of the Eel as well as my newest comic Honor Bound! Every dollar helps and your support will help me continue to make more comics and deliver them to you! Thank you for your support as always, and have a great weekend!

[thx-sunsxts-addrxss]

twas my english exam today <3

i also have beef w the guy sitting next to me <333

ok so I’m in 10th icse right. so they made us sit with 10th cbse. guy in q is the guy who fought w my friend (known as jeremy idk if y’all remember him) and he and I just have beef in general- hes a loser (hscki its the alcoholic muslim 😀)

and ystd. i was just thinking. and i told yuna too ( @4114yunique ) like “lmao IMAGINE i have to sit with HIM like ik its a 1/24 chance but iMAGINE”

dear reader.

stop me before i beat the shit out of him.

you have to hold me back for 11 more days not including weekends. good fucking luck.

[tinyperson00]

dude I was just watching a music video cause why not- and guess what happened tho ;-;

so my dad just doesn’t sleep on the weekends anymore apparently (maybe that’s where I get it from-) and I saw earlier when I went to the bathroom that he was watching YouTube on our tv down there but with his AirPods. Sooo I went out again to refill my water after the video I watched, and my dad is out there (half asleep at this point) watching THE SAMS MUSIC VIDEO! Like coincidence or what?? We do have a lot of the same music taste tho and he watched music videos like religiously lol

Twas a good song