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world-of-wales · 2 years
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CATHERINE'S STYLE FILES - 2018
2 OCTOBER 2018 || The Duchess of Cambridge visited Sayers Croft Forest School and Wildlife Garden at the Paddington Recreation Ground in Surrey.
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maarigolds · 1 year
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I, for one, am really glad that we as a society are finally starting to understand the importance of bards
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Honorable mention:
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queenincrimson · 2 years
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→ "That's why we play!" ← EDDIE MUNSON | THE HELLFIRE CLUB [4.01]
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They give similar vibes to me,,
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aenslem · 8 months
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The Elysian Kingdom STAR TREK: SNW
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v-o-i-d-p-u-n-k · 5 months
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Click for better quality and Close up on jacket pattern under cut
Colors all picked from carnival en Barcelona 1898 by Lluís Labarta Grañe
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At the top of it is a crane and at the bottom is an anglerfish
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adelphenium · 2 months
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it's been a minute, but...... some face sketches from the past little while :>
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harrywavycurly · 2 years
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I know I’m not the only one who just thinks Joseph looks extra good in these scenes. It’s something about the hair being fluffier and the way his jaw and neck look like idk what cocaine or drugs they put in these scenes but….lord have mercy🫠🙃
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sherifftillman · 10 months
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favourite character meme • two colours
↳ eddie munson - stranger things • portal blue + portal orange
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world-of-wales · 2 years
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CATHERINE’S STYLE FILES - 2021
26 MAY 2021 || The Countess of Strathearn and Prince William hosted a special screening of Cruella at the Palace of Holyroodhouse for NHS staff in recognition of their vital work throughout the pandemic on the third-day of their visit to Scotland.
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weirdlookindog · 1 year
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"You are mine, you shall be mine, and you and I are one forever.'"
Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu - Carmilla, 1871.
Illustrations from English literary magazine The Dark Blue between 1871-1872 by D. H. Friston and Michael Fitzgerald.
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HI! I love what you do! Could you put Eddie in Dungeons & Dragons: Honour Among Theives, please?
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(we’ve also done this once before, here!)
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bloodstainedsaint · 5 months
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Hey, I'm not sure if you take requests, but if you do, I have an idea:) Could you write something about a young woman who was in the Air Force disguised as a man and her plane was hit by the Germans while under attack, forcing her to jump out, leaving her stranded with her plane down and easy company witnessed the whole thing and tries to look for the pilot?
maybe with some romance or whatever with my mans lieb or doc roe if that’s possible hihi
when worlds collide (joseph liebgott x air force! reader)
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word count: 1000+
warnings: blood & injury, but nothing really graphic
notes: sorry for the wait on this one 😭 i've been busy BUT i promise to be posting more during my break
You didn't remember much after your plane was hit by German flak while passing over some Dutch forest you couldn't recall the name of. What you could remember was everything rapidly blinking and on fire around you, dials going this way and that, your hands flying around the control board and trying desperately to pull up with the yoke as you cursed violently beneath your breath.
Following your fruitless struggle against gravity, you remembered preparing to parachute out of your plane and into the woods beneath you.
You were pretty sure you blacked out for a while after that.
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The sight of a fighter plane nosediving into the ground and its booming resulting crash interrupted an otherwise uneventful five-man patrol through the woods.
“Jesus Christ! Did you see that?” Babe exclaimed, gawking up at where the plane had been in the sky mere seconds ago.
“Looks like it landed near us,” Pat observed.
Don looked wide-eyed. “It was one of ours. The pilot might need our help if he ejected in time!”
Lip shushed them. “There's AA guns nearby. Someone ought to go back and tell Battalion they’re positioned somewhere to our left near that dike we passed. Christenson, you go.”
As Pat nodded and left the way they came, Lip said, “We can't take too long looking for a pilot we don't know is alive or not." He checked his watch and sighed. "Alright, meet back here at 1700. Stay alert. Don't go too far on your own.”
The squad spread out in search of the hopefully-alive pilot. Joe walked with his rifle at the ready for about 20 minutes before stumbling upon large chunks of debris from the plane. Not far from that was a severed parachute, and then a blood trail.
He followed it until he noticed a pilot sitting on the ground next to some brush with his back turned to him, his clothes torn up enough to where large parts of skin littered with cuts were visible. Joe slowly approached, mindful not to scare him and wind up with a bullet in his head.
“Hey,” he called out. “Hey, buddy.”
The pilot turned around, and Joe noticed that “he” was not a he at all.
Your hand shot to the pistol on your belt, leveling it at him while vainly covering up your top half. You’d been trying to treat your wounds with the first-aid kit strapped to your waist; you'd gotten several steadily bleeding scratches from falling through trees and one or two broken ribs from your hasty landing. You ended up taking off your corset to relieve pressure on your ribcage, leaving you with your ripped up uniform and coveralls.
Regardless of your relief that an American soldier had found you rather than a German one, you kept your hand fixed on your sidearm.
“Woah, lady, put down the gun. I'm not a Kraut.” Lowering his own gun, his narrowed eyes flashed to your chest and widened at the sight of the reddish purple bruises that blemished it. "Goddamn..."
“It’s not what it looks like,” you managed out, though talking (or breathing, for that matter) was difficult.
“I don’t care what it looks like,” he said, the edge to his tone softening as he carefully walked toward you. “You need help.”
You painfully exhaled and set the gun down next to you. You turned around again to focus on treating your injuries, wincing with the movement. “I'm fine.”
“You don't look it.” He crouched down next to you. You flinched away slightly — you'd been disguised as a man for a while now, and this was the first time anyone was seeing you so vulnerable since your enlistment — before letting him inspect your wounds, albeit with you concealing your chest with your arms and what remained of your jacket.
“What’s your name?” he asked, gingerly applying sulfa powder to the gashes on your body.
You slightly hissed at the stinging sensation. “(Y/N), Senior Airman, 4th Fighter Group.”
“Joseph D. Liebgott, Technician 5th Grade, 101st Airborne.”
There was a temporary silence, punctuated only by you sucking in air through your teeth. As he bandaged one of the cuts, he said, “We need to get you some help. I was out here on patrol with my squad; we have a medic back at—”
“What?” You looked at him with a bewildered expression. “No, I don't need any medic. I just need help informing my superiors I got lost going through dense fog and got shot down here.”
“Why not? ‘Cause he'll see you're a girl?”
You gave him a pointed look. “Why else? If you haven't noticed, there aren't very many women serving on the front lines.” You paused and took a deep breath in through your nose. “If you bring your squad over here, someone's gonna report me and get me kicked out of the Air Force…Hell, I don't even know if I trust you to not report me. I just met you, for Chrissakes.”
In truth, you didn’t even know why you were letting him tend to you anyways — you were capable of doing it yourself, your biggest secret was currently exposed, and he was a stranger. But there was something about his change in demeanor and a sudden tenderness in his voice once he saw your injuries that made you want to trust him.
“Your secret’s safe, (Y/N),” he said firmly, a set expression on his face. “I got no reason to rat you out; I just met you too.”
You scanned his face for any signs of deceit, sighed when you found none, and nodded. “I’m still not letting your medic take a look at me.”
“Fine, but that’s not gonna stop me from helping you. I’ll be quick; the guys are gonna be expecting me back soon. We’ll go talk to them together.”
He resumed his aid, and after a few minutes, you could tell that he had started getting curious; he didn't seem like a man who knew how to shut up.
“How’d you disguise yourself as a man this long?”
With a shaky inhale, you closed your eyes as his hands brushed over your rib cage. Involuntarily, a small smile made its way onto your face as the countless predicaments you’d found yourself in flooded your memory. “It’s a long story.”
Liebgott cracked a crooked smile. “I can make some time.”
Laughing despite the pain that flared in your rib cage from the action, you couldn't help but feel that this chanced occasion wouldn't be the last time you would speak to Liebgott. And for some reason foreign to you at that moment, you hoped that your intuition was correct.
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goatpaste · 7 months
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Just caught up with the Pillar Fam™ tag and it is scratching ALL my brain itches, especially Pillar Jotaro he's just *mwah* chef's kiss LOVE the flavor of spice you added to his character.
HEHE, welcome to my brain worm world where god knows what wrong with me, but you cant leave!! your stuck in here with me!! and my fucking way too involved AU good lord
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i love them your honor, im soooo crazy for them i really am,, for you my friend, some misc doodles Iv recently done :3c
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A/N: Proposal trend now?
I headcanon that Steve knows exactly how to play D&D, he just likes to fuck with the kids. Eddie picks up on that pretty quick into the relationship. He decided to let Will in on the secret and told him that he wanted to create a one-shot adventure that he wanted to be DM on. He let Will know why, and the teenager eagerly agrees to help write it.
So when it comes time to play, the throne is left open. Eddie was confused because he thought for sure that Will was going to DM, but he sat down with the rest of them. Max and Robin were there to play, too. (Steve had to get on his knees and play. He didn't have to beg with El.) The door to the drama room opened, and Steve strolled in wearing a Hellfire shirt that Eddie had given him. Steve grinned at their confused faces and plopped down into Eddie's chair. The boys exploded into protests, claiming that he didn't know how to play.
"Get ready to eat your words, Henderson," Steve would reply.
They were deep into the game, and the guys were stunned.
"You know how to fucking play! All this time!" Dustin yelled, and Eddie giggled. "You knew! Traitor!"
Eddie sat at the head of the table, right by Steve, where he could get a clear view of him. Let's just say he got distracted throughout the game, something that Steve had planned on happening. Eddie's character ended up being separated from the party and into an empty room littered with candles, exactly how the drama room was set up now. That's when Steve integrates himself into the story, and Steve asks if Eddie would like to do something very illegal with him. Eddie eagerly agrees.
"Lord Steven, gets down on one knee and takes his hand," Steve said, doing exactly that. "He asks him a very important question. Will you marry me?"
"Yes! He eagerly accepts! Wait, hold on, is this real? Is this you really asking me?" Eddie asked.
"Yes, Eddie, I'm really asking you," Steve laughed.
"Then hell yes!" Eddie exclaimed and swooped down to kiss him.
The rest of Hellfire burst into cheers as they stomped their feet and clapped their hands. Robin cried and hugged the both of them.
"If I am not your best man, I will kill you!" Robin exclaimed as she wept.
"Oh my God! This is so awesome!" Dustin exclaimed.
"I can't believe you proposed to me with D&D, what the fuck? How did you get more perfect? How is this possible?" Eddie said as he wiped away the tears.
"Well, I couldn't have done it without Will's help," Steve replied.
"And you didn't ask me?" Dustin asked, pouting.
"And have you sitting there grinning like an idiot? I love you, man, but your face would have given the whole thing away," Steve replied, and Eddie giggled.
"Yeah, you have a point," Dustin said.
"Congratulations!" El and Max exclaimed as they hugged the both of them.
"Thanks, Red, Supergirl," Eddie said and was surprised when Max hugged him. "You wanna be flowergirl?"
"This is the thanks that I get for letting others see me hug you?" Max asked. "I fucking will not be flowergirl."
"Okay, my groomsman then," he replied.
"Can I wear a suit?" She asked.
"Hell yeah, Red," he replied.
"You know, I was wondering why there was a video camera in the corner," Lucas said.
"There's a video camera? You filmed this, Stevie?" Eddie asked, his arms wrapped around his waist.
"Yeah, well, Wayne figured that you would have known something was up if he showed up to the game, so he made me promise to film it," Steve said.
"Did you ask for my hand?" Eddie asked with narrowed eyes.
"No, I told him that I didn't really need his permission, but it would be nice if I had his blessing, which he gave me," Steve replied, blushing. "He said there was no one better for you than me."
"No shovel talk?" Eddie asked teasingly.
"He said that I didn't need one," Steve replied.
Eddie cupped his face and kissed him deeply.
"I can't believe I get to be with you forever," Eddie said. "Fuck. Let's go home and make a baby."
The rest of Hellfire and the party hollered as they put their fingers in their ears.
"If I have to hear about Steve’s breeding kink ONE more time. . !!" Robin exclaimed.
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