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trick 1 for @gearfr3ak: a character that needs therapy really badly
Ruwanda Bailey icons
Do not tag as kin/ID/me.
#from the red fog#from the red fog edit#from the red fog irl#from the red fog icons#icons#ruwanda Bailey#ruwanda bailey irl#ruwanda bailey icons
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ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʀᴏᴡ - ᴄᴏʟᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʙʟᴜʀ
ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ʀᴏᴡ - ᴄᴏʟᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʟᴜʀ
ɪᴠᴀɴ, ᴍᴀᴄᴀʟᴏ & ʀᴡᴀɴᴅᴀ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴘʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ ᴘɪᴄꜱ
ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ - ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅ ꜰᴏɢ
ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ - ɪᴠᴀɴ & ᴍᴀᴄᴀʟᴏ & ʀᴡᴀɴᴅᴀ
#Ivan#Rwanda#Macalo#icons#anime icons#manga icons#from the red fog#from the red fog icons#from the red fog pfps#from the red fog pfp#ivan icons#ivan pfp#Macalo pfp#Macalo icon#Rwanda icons#Rwanda pfp#Rwanda pfps
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rwanda bailey icons / graphics !⠀
late day 6 of my editing event ( a dark character edited with a cute aesthetic ) — f2u with credit . no f/o tags please
the dividers on this post are only to be used by me in tumblr posts , thank you .
notes: i could edit him for eternity and never get bored . i love him my fav boyfie <3
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Rwanda Bailey Layouts ！ For day OO5 of @kiochisato's event ！ A character without changing the blue values ou a character without the color blue。 No Kin ／ Me ／ iD unless @puresel ／ girlfie && no f/o unless Lolita { mwe ！} Reblog && credit if using ♡
#Kisses。#Blessings。#Betrayal。#rwanda bailey#from the red fog#rwanda from the red fog#rwanda bailey from the red fog#bailey rwanda#rwanda#tumblr layouts#tumblr icons#tumblr layout#tumblr theme#tumblr themes#tumblr banners#tumblr headers#tumblr header#tumblr banner#kiochisato1.5k
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Macalo (from the red fog) ✦ white-themed icons
『 F2U 』 ; rb, like, and credit if using
requested by @adoreine · no kin / ID / me tags
#✦ —— @yourdarlingness .#『 🍷 』 ◞◟ with blood & tears#macalo zhebelev#from the red fog#from the red fog macalo#ftrg macalo#icons#white icons#f2u icons#macalo edits#f2u with credit#f2u#aesthetic#white aesthetic
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𖤓 ◌ 𓈒 ⭒ ࿙࿚୨⋆୧࿙࿚ ⭒ 𓈒 ◌ 𖤓
𖤓 ◌ 𓈒 ⭒ ࿙࿚୨⋆୧࿙࿚ ⭒ 𓈒 ◌ 𖤓
#white moodboard#white layouts#grey moodboard#grey layouts#anime moodboard#manga#anime aesthetic#90s anime#anime messy#manga messy#manga icons#anime icons#manga layouts#anime layouts#anime header#manga header#anime packs#manga packs#from the red fog#messy layouts#gg moodboard#indie moodboard#messy moodboard#alternative moodboard#aesthetic moodboard#layouts#messy#moodboard#messycore#sullyoon moodboard
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Rwanda Tumblr layouts ! ♡ Rb + Cred if using.
#🩰 : my edits#rwanda#from the red fog#rwanda from the red fog#idk what tags this manga has. help#rwanda icons#rwanda layouts
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Mann the potential this story had :/// i loved Ivan and Rwanda aghfhfhfhh
Manga: From the Red Fog
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Dazed dazed..
#blue#messy#edit#gunge#y2k#90s#icons#random icons#blue icons#genshin#barbara#zhongli#hades#olympus#y2k moodboard#anime icons#anime layouts#uzzlang#uzzlang icons#from te red fog
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ウ │ ⊹ .˚ * ⊹ ᓚᘏᗢ random hot people. — fav/rb & credit if u use!
#soft icons#icons#psd#spirit icons#messy icons#120x120#anime icons#manga icons#vampicons#dead or alive#persona 5#from the red fog#haikyuu icons#happiness#tokyo ghoul icons#snk icons#coquette
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%# MACALO LAYOUTS !!
pls like or reblog ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა
#anime moodboard#manga#anime aesthetic#90s anime#from the red fog#macalo#messy icons#anime layouts#anime#anime icons#manga icons#manga headers#manga layouts#messy headers#messy layouts#messy aesthetic#grey icons#grey headers#grey layouts
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self-indulgent: Miranda Bailey icons
#from the red fog edit#from the red fog kin#from the red fog icons#icons#miranda bailey#miranda bailey kin#miranda bailey icons
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tapis rouge groovies + new rhythmic/twistune ✨
***Spoilers below the cut!!***
Ooooh!! As usual, Vil is striking a model-esque pose and showing off not only his own looks, but the best aspects of the ensemble he’s wearing. (If his outfit looks different than how you remembered, it's because Vil gets new sleeves and a cape added on in part 4:)
I like how the lights behind him and on his face are so bright, yet the shot is framed darkly since we’re looking from his shadowed side. It makes Vil look so mysterious!!
He’s holding up a black piece of cloth that seems to glitter; I believe this is “Black of Night”, the signature color of the high fashion house, Luxe, that prepared his and the other NRC boys’ customized outfits. (The name of the color is a reference to an ingredient in the potion the Evil Queen makes to turn into an old lady.) It’s iconic, and only Luxe knows the secrets behind achieving the color of this dye. Many celebrities wear certain brands on the red carpet as free advertisement for the brands they wear, so this makes sense for Vil to be doing as well.
JAMIL 😳 I feel like both he and Azul are helped out a lot by moving in their outfits; the in-game models are a little too stiff-looking to fully convey the elegance of these particular looks. Jamil’s braids are so pretty here, they flow in the wind with such grace!! His expression is also nice, he’s giving the camera a cheeky little smirk from the side…
The shot’s composition is pretty interesting too! Jamil sort of has his arms spread out and his back revealed, and Vil, in front of him, is blocked out by an onlooker/reporter’s elbow. It gives off the impression of Jamil both showing off his coat while also playing bodyguard to Vil. Jamil is a trained bodyguard and can be protective, so… very fitting! Even moreso since Jamil was the card paired with Vil on the limited banner.
Another outfit helped by movement!! You can see how the tailcoats trail behind him and how his jacket’s wide sleeves actually pull/bunch back to allow the green sleeves of his undershirt come out. The light being so prominent on him also highlights his golden frames very well; it’s usually hard to spot small details like this from the model itself so I’m glad we can better appreciate it here!
I love how Azul is soaking up the attention and making the most of it (as opposed to Jamil, who seems to be playing it cool and serious). Smiling and winking for the crowd… Azul stans eating good www He’s even in his usual “poor unfortunate soul, please allow me to assist you” pose 😂 Reeeeeally trying to paint himself in rbe most flattering way possible, eh??
We can see Vil’s head and Jamil’s pants + shoes here. Vil’s the SSR and the star of the show so of course he won’t be left out! Jamil is the other card on the banner that goes with Vil. You can tell it’s Jamil because of the long coat and baggy pants; his shoes are white but appear darker in this illustration probably because of the shadow over them. Ace is not high enough in rarity to cameo in other Groovies/j
Note: Ace is the R card, so his illustration does not change significantly. A shame, really. I like his look the best in this batch 😔 It would have been fun to see what an interpretation on an Ace Groovy would have been!
There is a second rhythmic/twistune that features Vil and co. strutting down the red carpet! There are many cute details in it, such as Vil interacting with his fans by taking selfies with them, giving his signature, and speaking with a reporter.
Jamil and Azul play their parts as "huntsmen" to the Fairest Queen by bringing Vil boxes akin to the one that was meant to contain Snow White's heart.
When Jamil presents Vil with the first box, Vil pulls out his poison apple luxury bag. Then a fog of green covers the screen and when it fades away, Vil is in his new sleeves and cape combo.
Here he is, posing glamorously for the camera! The others do their best to show him off too. (fhbalifiyabifeab Azul is really doing his best to present Vil...)
At the very end, Azul and Ace step up to help Vil with final makeup touch-ups. Jamil seems to spritz him with some perfume too!
Then Vil finally ascends to his rightful place up high!! Such a triumphant ending for a super fun rhythmic 🥺
#twisted wonderland#twst#Azul Ashengrotto#Vil Schoenheit#Ace Trappola#Jamil Viper#groovy spoilers#tapis rouge in the shaftlands spoilers#disney twisted wonderland#disney twst#notes from the writing raven#Evil Queen
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eddie munson x fem!reader | steve harrington x fem!reader
COMING SOON TO THEATERS. A FANFICTION ADAPTION OF ACADEMY AWARD WINNING FILM 'TITANIC' WRITTEN BY:
@loveshotzz @newlips and @carolmunson
ORIGINAL SCREEN PLAY + FILM WRITTEN AND DIRECTED BY JAMES CAMERON. ALL OF THOSE ICONIC SCENES AND LINES ARE, OF COURSE, CREDITED TO WHOM CREDIT IS DUE: JAMES CAMERON
PREVIEW:
Wednesday, April 10th, 1912
Southampton, London
The blare of the fog horn is unmissable, rattling the conversations in a small pub off the White Star Dock. Even through the dusty windows she was clear as day, big as anything anyone had ever seen. Large black body met with a red base, multiple decks, and four large smoke stacks. The ship seemed to go on forever, her beauty unmatched to anyone who had seen it – a behemoth on the seas. A glory – a masterpiece.
The doors of the pub fluttered open and closed all morning as it edged closer and closer to noon. Pints poured by the dozens, the hundreds – half the country coming to the piers to see off the Ship of Dreams and its passengers. The bar was alight with chatter, mixing in with the roar of people from outside — hundreds of people halfway to boarding, waving and kissing goodbye. Beer glasses clinked and people cheered while they watched a long line of high end cars gleam in the spring sun as they rolled down the dock. Precious cargo full of Europe and America’s elite.
Reporters and bellhops alike flock to them like flies, pub patrons ogling through the dusty windows while they exit their buggies.
Among the commotion, the endless chatter and screeching of pub seats, sat four men oblivious to the spectacle. They’re sitting around a small table with sweat on their brows as the April sun pours golden over them. Eyes burning over their cards as cigarette smoke wafts over their heads — the players lost in the fog during an intense round of poker.
The pot was mostly meager — a few pounds and swaths of change, a pocket watch, a penknife. But in the center was the crown jewel, a prize that would change the winner’s life forever. Two pieces of pressed parchment reading:
The men leer over their hands, not a friendly face between them — the tickets were not the dealer’s, but two of the players who had bet the wrong guys. Guys who had been beyond the break and back again, meeting in Morocco, then Paris, and traveling together back to London — guys who had never lost a game of poker.
Eddie places his bet, pulling a small silver ring off of his right ring finger and tossing it in the center.
“Are you kidding?” Jeff asks from his left, “That’s everything we have.”
Eddie grins at him, taking a drag of his cigarette. The sun dances in his big brown eyes like he knows something the rest of them don’t, “When you got nothin’, you got nothin’ to lose.”
The two other players speak to each other heatedly in Swedish after one of them hits for a new card. The outburst makes it clear that things aren’t looking good for the Swedes — it makes Eddie’s heart leap. Maybe this is it, maybe he’s finally gonna get back to the states.
“Sven?” he asks the man next to him.
“Hit,” he replies, putting down a card and taking another. Eddie follows suit, furrowing his brow while his bangs meet his eyelashes. Sweat collects on the nape of his neck where his dark curls are twisted up in a graphite drawing pencil – a trick he picked up from women he met in France. He puffs the smoke from his mouth, eyes meeting the Swede across from him who looks like he couldn’t be having a worse day.
“Alright,” he says, putting his cigarette down on the ashtray between then, “Moment of truth. Somebody’s life’s about to change.”
He leans back in his chair and looks at his friend, sweat beading at the edge of his hairline and glinting off of his deep skin, “Jefferey?”
Jeff throws his cards down with a roll of his eyes.
“Nothing,” Eddie nods.
“Nothing,” Jeff says curtly through a grit in his teeth. His heart pounds in his chest while he looks at the last of their money on the table – they can’t afford to lose.
“Olaf?” Eddie asks, the Swede throws down his cards in a huff, “Nothin’.”
“Sven?”
Sven puts down his cards and Eddie frowns, “Oh…two pair.”
His shoulders droop while he looks at his own cards, eyes lingering on the silver ring in the middle of the table, “I’m sorry, Jeff.”
“What do you mean ‘sorry’?” You idiot! You bet all of our bloody money! You imbecile, you–”
“I’m sorry, you’re not going to be able to visit your cousins in Paris again for a long time,” Eddie says with a serious edge. Jeff quirks his brow, triggering Eddie’s winning smile behind plush pink lips.
“‘Cause we’re goin’ to America!” he exclaims, slamming his cards down on the table, “FULL HOUSE, BOYS!”
Jeff leaps from his chair in the back of the pub, reaching for the tickets on the on the table, “WE’RE GOIN’ TO BACK TO AMERICA!”
“I’m goin’ home!” Ed exclaims while the boys hug tightly. The pub cheers for them, pints still flowing — men and women with red cheeks having no idea what they’re cheering for until a fight breaks out between the Swedes.
Eddie laughs, hoisting his bag up over his shoulder and Jeff does the same — their white shirts dirtied with the stains of the day before.
“I can’t believe it,” Jeff says, teeth shining in a grin across his face, “Goin’ back to America!”
“Titanic’s going back to America, boys,” the barkeep says, pointing at the clock, “In five minutes!”
#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x you#steve harrington x you#steve harrington x reader#titanic au#stranger things au#eddie munson#steve harrington#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson smut#steve harrington fluff#steve harrington smut#steve harrington fanfic#eddie munson fanfiction#eddie x reader#steve x reader
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Thoughts on Alex being wrong and loving it
Red White and Royal Blue (2023 movie)
Remember the little quip Henry makes about admiring Alex's willingness to admit when he's wrong? It's such a great moment of foreshadowing, especially since Henry has no idea just how right he is.
Alex prizes himself on being someone who is skilled at reading people, at seeing the person beneath the surface, but he's never come across anyone quite like Henry before.
Alex must be used to people hiding who they truly are - he's been steeped in American politics for years - but he probably isn't expecting anyone from such a legacy of historic power and entitlement to be, at their core, an actual cinnamon roll.
Their initial meeting also comes at a time in Henry's life when any chink in his armour reveals only pain and anger, leading Alex to assume that what lies behind the carefully controlled façade isn't pleasant.
This assumption is only reinforced by further antagonistic interactions, fuelled by Henry's attempts to balance civility while protecting his heart as Alex consistently pulls Henry's metaphorical pigtails.
The fallout from cakegate forces them into extended periods of proximity and we see Alex start to glimpse pieces of the real Henry beneath his bland public persona. Each further piece that's revealed surprises and delights Alex and it's a joy to watch Taylor Zakhar Perez bring those moments to life.
Allow me to ramble about some of these:
1. Alex's pause of panic followed by surprised relief as Henry suavely responds to the interview question, "How did you end up on the floor of Buckingham Palace, covered in cake?" Alex's relief is two fold: he was floundering with no idea what to say (shouldn't have rebuffed Henry's request to prepare for this interview, Alex...) and Henry's answer is not at all what Alex was expecting. Henry could easily have attributed the event to clumsiness or tomfoolery on Alex's part - even just by subtle implication. That wouldn't have been out of line with some of Alex's answers (e.g., "Three words to describe Henry? Um... White, blond and British.") but Henry chooses a more protective route, deflecting attention from Alex, which comes as a pleasant surprise. [Of course he can't show this, so instead retaliates with something as annoying as possible. Cue side eye from Henry.]
2. Alex's big-eyed expression of sympathy as Henry tells him the Palace insisted on parading him around while he was grieving for his father. It's the key moment Alex realises he's built a lot of assumptions on a misunderstanding and has probably treated Henry rather unfairly.
3. Alex frowning at Henry talking and laughing with the little girl in the hospital bed. He's seeing Henry through a new lens and realises this picture doesn’t fit with a lot of his previous assumptions.
4. Alex shaking his head at Henry's joking attempt to decline an invite to his NYE party that most people would kill to get. "That's perfect, you kill me and then I won't have to go." It's the first time Henry uses his sharp wit to share a joke with Alex, rather than directing it at him in a fit of pique. It's an olive branch and I don't think Alex was expecting such easy forgiveness.
5. The sublime series of text based interactions where Alex is surprised and charmed by Henry flirting (under the guise of gentle ridicule).
6. The iconic "I can't believe how wrong I was about you," while he and Henry are as close as two people can get.
7. My all time favourite: Alex's reaction to Henry pointing out the yellow roses on his tie. Henry employs this in a sweet distraction during a moment of all encompassing anxiety for Alex. It's enough to bring Alex out of his fog, to realise how much strength he draws just from Henry being there to support him. The way Taylor says "Oh my god. I'm so grateful you are here," is perfection.
I'm a gooey mess thinking about all the future moments where Alex is surprised and overwhelmed by Henry's kindess.
[Sobs]
On a related note @mulderscully has a great post titled: Alex's headshake of Love™, which captures several of these moments, and more, in perfect gif form.
#red white and royal blue#rwrb#nicholas galitzine#prince henry rwrb#alex claremont diaz#rwrb film#rwrb thoughts#first prince#henry fox#red white and royal blue movie#taylor zakhar perez
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Fairgrounds.
König x Reader
SFW
A/n: just a cute fair date with König SFW there’s some suggestiveness? But just cute. I made it really fast so hopefully it’s not bad.
When the two of you finally arrive you can’t hide your excitement you’ve been looking forwards to the fair all year long. Before König left on deployment he pinky promised you he’d take you when he got back, he got back two weeks before the fair opened and you had completely forgotten about it by just being so excited to have König home, he had remembered all along.
“Bist du aufgeregt, meine Liebe?” He smiled a little looking down at you while you two waited in line. It was a cold day and that wasn’t stoping the fun. His hand was warm enough to warm your cold hands plus you both had remembered to dress warm.
“Oh yes!” You smiled nodding. König admired your childlike excitement over the simple fair day. The cold brought out your rose tinted cheeks and nose, which he just adored.
“What’re you going to ride first?” He asked passing the time in the long line.
“I think the carousel!” You thought for a second “all I know is the ferris wheel will be last.” You smiled holding his warm hand close, tucking both of your hands in and around it, even though it was freezing König still burned hot. Which was a plus these kinds of days.
“Why’s that Liebe?” He tilted his head a little.
“Once the sunsets we’ll be able to see all the fair and town lights plus the stars” you explained already thinking how great the view is gonna be.
Once getting to the front and making your way in the fairgrounds it looked massive and full of side shops, games, food trucks and rides bigger than expected. You saw your first ride, the carousel.
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Time passed and you two were done with rides and finishing up your carnival snacks, searching for fun games to play. König throws his empty drink away and looks around at all the quirky games and flashing lights.
You spotted the classic hammer game in all the cheesy rom-com movies. Whoever hits it hard enough gets a cute plush. Or a small ugly one if you’re ‘weak’ you laugh to yourself thinking about it.
“What?” He notices your smile and little laugh.
“Oh it’s just ‘The Strong Man’ game over there” you pointed “I think I would like to play” you laugh.
“Feel like testing your strength, meine liebe?” he smiles, you notice his cheeks and nose have a little pink sheen on them from the cold air. His breath fog lets you know it’s pretty cold out tonight. And maybe your frozen finger tips.
You walk up and look at the small ‘rewards’ they’re a pack of glow sticks and the other is a plastic beaded necklace.
“Those are… fun…” you joke looking up at König he laughs with you.
“Ja, I could glow in dark” he chuckles you laugh into your hand then look at the big ‘rewards’ that hang up on a display wall. They have surprisingly good quality plushes.
“Whoa those are actually cute” you point at them all.
“I think so too. ” he looked them over.
“Are you playing?!” The carnival worker shouted towards you making you look at him.
“Oh! Yeah I am.” You look back at König smiling and he gives you a little thumbs up as encouragement.
Getting closer to the game and taking the cartoonish big hammer you realized the machine was actually pretty tall. A red bell that sat at the top was meant to be rung, that’s if you were a ‘the strong man’ or whatever. You looked at the other rankings on the machine and they were silly little titles. The one right below the top was ‘regular man’ and 2 feet off the grounds title read ‘baby muscles’ and that got you to laugh. Before slinging the big hammer over your shoulder you realizing it was actually pretty heavy, brought it up and you got a better grip and swung down hitting the little pressure plate, making the little puck go up, but less then half way up. No bell ring. You read your little silly title. It’s not as iconic as ‘baby muscles’
‘Princess power’ you read and look at the worker he points at the bucket of small rewards.
“Thank you.” You say with a smile and grab your glow sticks on the way over to König. König smiles and laughs a little.
“Princess power is fitting” he says with a laugh grabbing the glow sticks and putting them in his coat pocket for safe keeping. You laugh and shrug “I wanted glow sticks anyway” you joke.
“My turn.” He says with a slight smirk, he takes his coat off handing it to you to hold, he adjusts his shirt sleeves and walks over getting the hammer, in his hands it looks smaller and also easier for him to pick up. For some reason König being in the cold without a jacket and even though the game was cheesy, you couldn’t help but admire König’s arm muscles as he lifted the hammer up and over his head then with a huff of his foggy breath in the cold he brought it down hard and fast. The puck shot straight to the top, ringing the bell. Flashing lights displayed his won title ‘The Strong Man’ and the people waiting to play start to clap and you smile brightly joining in on the short applause.
König points to the plushies and says something to the worker you can’t hear but he hands him a little white bunny plush and König takes it; walking back to you.
“For you mein Schatz” he smiles with pride in his walk and smirk. You blush taking the bunny and handing him his coat. You wrap the new plush in a hug then tippy toe kissing König. He softly cups your blushing cheek and then leans in whispering “it reminds me of you mein kleiner Hase”
You blush a deep red and look at him, his toothy grin is wolf-ish and once more he leans in and whispers “you’ll give me my real prize tonight…”
I just love him.
#konig#konig mw2#konig call of duty#konig cod#konig modern warfare#konig mwii#könig call of duty#könig cod#könig fluff#könig modern warfare#könig fanfiction#cod könig#könig x reader#könig x you#könig x gender neutral reader
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