#yes the picture is relevant

[welcometololaland]

all these missing conversations but this is the one i care about the most

Love, Inescapable

This place, this hospital, this half-way house and everything that came before it is just a prelude. A prelude that Carlos wants to build into a lifelong love that will consume him and sustain him and light him up from the inside out. 

He just has to answer the question.

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[yangjeongin]

SKZ as DND CLASSES: RANGER MINHO

far from the bustle of cities and towns, past the hedges that shelter the most distant farms from the terrors of the wild, amid the dense-packed trees of trackless forests and across wide and empty plains, rangers keep their unending watch.

[sammypog]

men in gothic literature are the ultimate master yappers

[bookshelf-in-progress]

No matter how many times it happens, I'm always shocked by how reliably all my problems with any given story are solved by making it shorter. If I go into a story with the idea that it'll be long, that I should use as much detail as I want to craft a full-length and fully-fleshed-out story instead of a short one, it always turns into this rambling, meandering, soulless thing that's no fun to read, and I get tangled up in so many flimsy, sprawling layers of character and worldbuilding that the plot becomes unworkable.

The minute I tell myself, "Let's make this as short as possible," the problems fall away, I find the heart of the story again, the pacing is brisk, scenes get multiple purposes, the world feels deeper because I'm implying things that spark the reader's imagination rather than trying to put every threadbare, boring detail on the page. Every time. You'd think I'd have learned by now.

[thebramblewood]

VICTORIAN Requested by @birdietrait, @kirsicca and @antiquatedplumbobs Starring Helena Zhao, Lilith Vatore and Ulrike Faust

The Favourite but make it Victorian. These ladies can't stay away from the drama in any decade!

[tachyon-omlette]

Eda gets a Yatter account (based on a conversation I had with @soundcrusher​, ft. @thewiglesswonder​‘s oc Mac - or, well, her Yatter account)

full image:

(and without the green optic filter)

[wren-of-the-woods]

Criminally Underused Bird Nicknames for Jaskier

I love "Lark" as much as the next Witcher fic reader, but there are so many more options we could explore! Here are a few:

Jay / Bluejay This one has excellent potential because 1) jays are incredibly beautiful, colorful, intelligent, and social and 2) their songs are terrible. (Examples here, here, and here.) As such, it'd be perfect for a fond-yet-teasing nickname for Jaskier. Plus, it sounds like the first letter of his name!

Magpie Magpies are corvids like jays, so they're similar in many ways. This one has the extra connotations of collecting shiny things for bonus fun teasing <3

Sparrow Sparrows have lovely songs! They tend not to be very colorful, but they're very cute and the name sounds endearing. I've seen this one used in fic occasionally and I like it!

Sanderling Sanderling is an adorable name for an adorable bird -- they're little sandpipers that run around on beaches! It works perfectly as a reference to Jaskier's role as the Sandpiper and I think it's really sweet.

Peep Peep is a general term for the smallest few species of sandpipers (they're hard to identify at the species level, so calling them peeps is most convenient). It's similar to Sanderling in that it references Jaskier's role as the Sandpiper and sounds adorable!

Bonus: Songbird I have seen this one used in a few fics and I love it every time! It's vague enough to let you imagine whichever bird you want while also sounding very sweet.

Extra options include, but are not limited to: warbler, finch/goldfinch, nightengale, robin, kinglet, titmouse, mockingbird, and starling.

[blanketforcas]

i honestly do not understand anna regarding this picture for the album and that she didn't get paid. it's THEIR image on the picture, she is selling pictures with THEIR image and is making profit off of them/jensen mostly of course, she also sells shirts with their lyrics, jensen's pictures she took at cons and wow i cannot believe this. is she paying them/jensen for the money she makes off him? no she isn't so in this case she should be thankful they chose her picture and she can use this fact for her reputation and that's it.

she should be grateful that millionaire even lets her profit off of the shirt designs she makes!!!! she should be grateful she even gets to breathe the same air!!1!!

...

[i-am-become-a-name]

December 12th.

It's been forty years and now Ace is calling her about him, and there's a box in the middle of the jungle, and it can't - he was a bastard sometimes, but he was never intentionally cruel, but the battered little Cyberman is staring up at her and it's forty years ago, there are bruises up her arms, blood trickling down her chin, and Adric is standing behind her as a Cyberman condemns her to death unless the Doctor admits she's a weakness, and she wants to scream that she's not, she can hold her own but it's too late now, Adric died years ago, died hundreds of years in the future, thousands of years in the past.

It's today and it's forty years ago, thousands of years ago, hundreds of years in the future and she's running from Cybermen again, pressing herself against a wall in a dusty corridor under the UNIT building, willing her heartbeat to slow, her breath to come in less panicked gasps. The Doctor was there, but she wasn't her Doctor, has her own new companion, and it wasn't as if she expected him to never move on, but this one is bright eyed and so heartbreakingly recognisable from her own reflection forty years ago and she knows exactly what will happen to this young girl’s heart, has lived it before.

It’s thirty-nine years ago to her, and she doesn’t know how many years ago in the past, but they’re on earth and she’s so cold, but the Doctor’s arm is firm across her back, supporting her weight as they walk through and through the darkness so she won’t fall asleep and she realises- she doesn’t want to leave anymore. Hell, she’d put herself in even more danger to stay with him and try to help. They can’t outrun Sabaoth, but if she can help, give him more time to think and more ideas to get them all out of this, she’s as okay with this as she can be. She’s tired, but the Doctor is a warm line against her side, teasing and bullying and tugging her along for her own safety whether she likes it or not.

It’s today, and he’s standing in front of her. She can see the wall behind him, but it’s so good to see him again, and there’s an ache behind her sternum. It’s today and forty years ago and there is bruising on her upper arms, blood running down her chin, and an ancient sadness in his eyes and her chest hurts again, and please don’t let it be a heart-attack, not in a bloody basement, not another loss to the Cybermen for the Doctor. He tells her ‘brave heart’ and she wants to cry hearing it again in his voice.

It’s thirty-eight years ago and it’s thousands of years in the future, and there are hippos in the console room and Turlough is still clinging to a chunk of broken machinery like it’s his only lifeline, the Doctor propped up on his elbows but his legs lying unnaturally twisted on the ground, broken as if tossed away by an unruly child. It’s thirty-eight years ago and thousands of years in the future and the Doctor must be in agonising pain, but is so gently telling her it’s not her fault. Kamelion is standing, sparking, by the doors. And in amongst the guilt and the panic and fear Tegan realises she is in love and has been for some time.

It’s today and she’s looking at the Doctor, and she’s blonde, coat long enough to be brushing her legs, and her companion is staring at her with such a naked look of love that Tegan can’t help but see another Doctor and another companion all those years ago, all those years in the future. It’s today and she can’t touch the Doctor, so much as clasp his hand like they had when she said goodbye. 

It’s a week from now, and there’s a dark head tucked under her chin, arms clinging around her ribs and a wet patch growing on the shoulder of her favourite shirt and she knows. It’s a week from now, it's today, it's thirty-seven, thirty-eight, thirty-nine, forty years ago and somewhere out there she is yet to fall in love, fell in love so long ago, and she whispers that it will be okay into that dark hair and tries to believe it to be true.

[timegears-moved]

god im so tempted to go back to botw rn

[belovedfromnature]

good evening, trying to show up every day here.

[for any] | i have commanded your f/o [whichever one comes to mind first] to bake a cake for you, be scared. /lh

what do you think they're making you? have they memorized your preferences and followed a recipe with care, or are they nefarious enough to serve you something dubiously edible on purpose? can they be trusted in the kitchen, or not? would they just buy one? if so, would they lie, and said they made it? there's many possibilities, indeed!

~♦️

💫- Oh man you’re so lucky I’m in a Lunar mood today…. (If it was Bloodmoon I’d spend 20 minutes typing out how he cannot cook)……. So if Lunar was to bake the cake, HE WOULD VERY MUCH REMEMBER (mine? Me? S/I? Idk uhhh) MY S/I’S PREFERENCES AND ATTEMPT TO MAKE IT! In this case, it’s yellow sponge cake, now Lunar can cook very well! I think he’d do a great job, but I think at the very last minute the cake would go very wrong and he’d present my s/I with the scraps of the cake and be very miserable and guilty about it…. FEAR NOT, THIS ALLOWS FOR BOTH OF THEM TO TEAM UP AND MAKE ANOTHER CAKE!!! BOOM BONDING MOMENT!!! Hahaha I’m so normal

🦋- I don’t physically trust any of my f/o’s to cook except Anshine. DT would purposely put some foul thing inside mine, Candyman is a sweetheart but also a bit out of his mind so I doubt he has any coherent idea on how to make a cake but he’ll buy a pack of cupcakes, Leshy probably has no concept of food whatsoever and even if he does it is a mud cake and as much as I love him I’m not eating that, Dex would probably buy a cake and I’ll appreciate that sentiment but I’m unsure how much I should trust a guy like him in the kitchen. Anshine may be some sort of celestial deity but he is very loving and fatherly so I feel like maybe he’ll use some of his human memories and attempt to make something . If not I’ll appreciate him just letting me know he tried.

tldr; absolutely none of them can cook without something going wrong

[actualaster]

I get the desire to make your work reach a larger audience!

But when you're tagging 50 unrelated tags or doing shit like "well, since you can see 3 pixels of a character's sock off to the side/I imply in one sentence a character owns a pair of socks so I'm going to tag this with 'socks' so that people who look for posts about socks will see it" then I wish you a very "may your work be buried and never seen and your account flagged for spam"

also i wish you a very "blocked by everybody in the tags you're abusing so that you're reaching nobody and getting ignored"

[floorpancakes]

(my quote retweet wont send so im posting it here, obviously this isn't my post)

certified arakawa under the bridge moment

i remember being so hyped to learn more and explore this wacky fun girl and then it was just punching down wow im the only normal guy here leaning on tired outsider/weird traits bad logic DESPITE on the surface being a 'normie guy realised he's weird too when getting close to a bunch of unusual oddball strangers and respecting them as friends' story lmao...sorry i wanted to rant it somehow failed the etsuko yakushimaru op test i wasted my time justice for nino and pko

[cryptid-bird]

I drew the main character of the novel I'm writing :)

I want the book to be illustrated, so I'm practicing drawing my characters.

[astertiae]

KAIBA SACRIFICING GOD FOR BEWD 😭😭😭😭

[cherrivixx]

every time i get a new fucking hyperfixation or obsession or whatever its called i just feel like

like brother you were not supposed to DO that i am going to FAIL SCHOOL GIRL