United States Playing Card Co, 1952

this is the first Space Marine I have ever painted Please Be Kind 😭🤣... during housecleaning I unearthed this old mini my fiancé had as a child and long story short I made him into a teacup, please welcome Brother Connoisseur of the ~*~*~Albertus Regius~*~*~ Chapter

Goldfinch on Donna Tartt's The Goldfinch

midas

*Edge of disaster*

Ruffnut: If you kill me, my teeth only have a 2% drop rate

Heather: What?

Ruffnut: Good luck

ohoho. fenris replacing his tevinter armour with that rivaini style i’m obsessed with

Christian/Jay: We’re brothers! My father raised you like his own!

Adam, completely unmoved: Both of us had a midlife crisis but only one of us decided to be a dick and make it everyone else’s problem.

Six Ears, and being left.

Green & Gold 🍀

“It’s really beautiful in the morning!”

Sunrise Over the Garden

This set is a bit special and started with inserts that have packet with pearly-white mica powder that has a gold flash, then were adorned with floral stickers - evoking, to me, sunlight glistening off of flowering plants in a dewy garden.

we're having a lot of weird dreams and a lot of trouble getting out of bed. We're either depressed or something weird is going on.

[image description: six elongated pixel-style text reading "aro" striped in the colours of three pride flags. A brown arrow shaft runs across the centre of the letters, forming the horizontal strokes of the letters "A" and "R". A grey arrowhead sits in front of the text; flag-stripe fletching sits behind it. Each image is available in two versions with black or transparent background.

Stripes are coloured in the following pride flags: allo-aro (green/light green/white/yellow/gold), aromantic (green/light green/white/grey/black) and non-sam aro (cyan/light cyan/white/light green/green).]

Aro (with Arrow) Pixel Art Stickers

Flags: allosexual aromantic, aromantic and non-sam aromantic.

This design is created from the cross-stitch patch variant of my freehand embroidery motif (originally designed for doll T-shirts). Both patterns--cross-stitch and freehand embroidery--are available on the Aro Worlds website and Patreon.

All banners/stickers are available for free personal or non-commercial use with credit to one of my accounts.

Ugh, thinking about soft WrioChi again. We all know they would fuck hard and nasty and beat each other bloody for a fun spar, tease and poke and prod, but let's take a moment of appreciation for the concept of them also valuing nothing else more than each other's most genuine smiles, a rare commodity for them both.

The look Childe gives him when Wriothesley gives in to one of his whims and goes along with a bit makes Wrio feel the trouble is worth it. When Childe's softest smile cracks through as he talks about Teucer's latest shenanigans or his gift for Tonia, Wrio can feel himself warm at the core. This is what a family should feel like. He sometimes sees that same look directed at himself, when Childe thinks he's not looking, and he thinks Childe might as well be carving a hole out in his chest to live in. He wonders what kind of wallpaper lines his insides now. When he sees that sated, elated grin after a good spar, it re-energizes him all over again. The soft proud upturn that appears at the corners of Childe's mouth when he praises his food can power Wriothesley through four more hours of dreary tax paperwork with ease. The unbidden relaxed smile Childe gets in his sleep after Wriothesley kisses his forehead before getting out of bed soothes his soul and makes him devoutly do his utmost to craft a world where that smile can come to Childe easier each day.

Childe can never get enough of the buzz he gets in his bones when he successfully gets a chuckle out of Wriothesley with his antics. His heart races unmanageably the first time Wrio flashes him a victory smile in the ring, flushed from exertion, untethered and wild, inhibition set to the side like a wolf set loose, his blood and pride sweet on Childe's lips. It's addictive, and he drinks it in, his own loss secondary to the captivating sight before him. All of it is nothing though, compared to the high he feels when he can coax out the full belly laugh from the man, complete with an inelegant snort. The way the corners of his eyes pinch and his fangs flash, his nose crinkling, and his cheeks dusted with pink, Childe would pay money to have it captured on film. He can ride that feeling for weeks, keeping him going through injuries that would kill a lesser man. He can't die. He has to see it again. Sometimes, his heart clenches painfully whenever he sees Wriothesley finally put down his pen and papers. The way the man's shoulders drain of tension and his face looks so much younger when he gives a tired grin and asks "Did I keep you waiting?" makes Childe wish he could afford let go more often. To say nothing about the blissful expression that graces Wriothesley's face when he serves the perfect cup of tea, a warm meal, and lets him rest his head. If he could bottle up the raw, adoring smile he gets blessed with when he kisses him or whips out a little gift, Childe would do so in a heartbeat and observe it every day from every angle. And when he gets up before Wriothesley, he can barely bear to leave the bed, enraptured by the content, peaceful look on Wrio's face as he sleeps. He would protect it with his life for a long as his body could keep up with his spirit.

Thanks to Circus Collectibles for having so many 1970s German circus posters to rob for details.

The secret to having good media taste is to consume so much Absolute Garbage (while understanding it's garbage) that when you get some good shit in front of you, you can recognize it instantly. Anyways that's why I only recommend 0.5% of the media I consume to @xekstrin

you know what’s very silly in hp is the money. Apart from their economy making no sense, why are galleons (per gof) the size of hubcaps? Why does Ron think muggle coins are a weird shape?