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🌈 ROYGBIV Tag Game
Rules: Search your your writing for the colours of the rainbow and post the excerpt.
I wasn't tagged in this. But I wanted to do it. :) so I’m posting it for my bday. Happy birthday to me 🎉🍰🌈
open tag ✨
RED - The Court of Rogues
I’m standing now, drawing a blade down her perfect skin, watching redness well up where the knife slices into her flesh.
ORANGE - The Prince of Thieves
Gusting wind, stronger than before, kicks up a tornado of leaves, recently fallen and vibrant against the slowly dying grass. I watch them swirl, frantically at first and then lazily, like orange and yellow snowflakes, until they fall and coat the ground again.
YELLOW - The Queen of Lies
Of course it was worth it, the thief told the voice, even though there was nobody in the world who would believe him if he said those words out loud. But he had gifted Hatchett a bloody nose when he tried to run, and that was something. There was still an ugly bruise on the constable’s ugly face, yellow like rancid butter, and the thief seized a tiny piece of glee and satisfaction every time he saw it.
GREEN - The Queen of Lies
Hazel eyes, red-rimmed and heavy-lidded and watery and glazed, locked onto hers, and Breanna’s heart shuddered and stopped. What a peculiar colour were those eyes—a mix of green and gold, staring at her from a dirt-streaked face dusted with freckles. As his eyes closed again and his head fell forward, a shock of red-brown hair tumbled over his face, and she could see nothing but the sickening crimson canvas of his back.
BLUE - The Court of Rogues
It’s the sunset over the lake, painted in blues and purples and reds and pinks and oranges, forming a gentle gradient of looming night to the sun’s farewell glow. Deep greens for the trees along the shore, laden with leaves in the height of summer. The very rocks, it seems, upon which we now sit.
INDIGO DARK BLUE - The Prince of Thieves
A ragged breath catches in my chest. They’re dragging someone in. A girl—a girl? Good god, it’s her—that girl. They’re leading her down the corridor, the pale cotton of her dress blinding against the dark blue of their uniforms as she stumbles along.
VIOLET - The Prince of Thieves
I never had much chance to go walking around in the woods, but the more I imagine it, the more he seems to belong in the picture. He walks easily, unhurried and unhurt, reaching curious hands to brush the bark of an oak, the silk of a fern, the blush of a violet. Intact clothes, unspoiled by blood and grime, skin clean and free of a single bruise. I bet that hair practically glows red when the sun hits it just right. Especially in the light of sunset, when the sky turns to pink and orange flame.
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RANDOM DEATH NOTE HEADCANONS I WANT TO SHARE THANKS TO ME WANTING TO EXSPAND MY AU:
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LIGHT:
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Has survivor syndrome. What's that? Survivor syndrome, also known as survivor's guilt, is the response of a person when they believe they have done something wrong by surviving a traumatic event when others did not, often feeling self-guilt. This can be from being Kira or set before Kira, like an incident from his youth that he forever lingers with. This mixed with his "where's the justice" mind set only adds fuel to the fire of the war in his mind
Favorite food isn't apples as many would assume/joke about
The poor boy didn't really think of his sexual orientation until collage, didn't have the means or needs to and it wasn't only until he dated Misa and began to hang out with L he started to think on it more
In my AU Ryuk and Rem didn't give Light and Misa the Death Notes again and L, Light, Misa, etc didn't die, so this technically takes place the amnesia arc which I argue is a favorite okay?! Still doesn't mean Light gets dreams of him as Kira and isn't aware he was.
MISA:
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Got really into the Gothic look after her parents' death where someone was a jerk and said a "joke" when she was still wearing black while she was still grieving
Didn't really fall in love with L right away (obviously) but she did care for him in a way that showed she cared
Loves bubble baths
Like Light she still has dreams of Rem and often find herself crying over the waking of her dreams as if someone killed her loved one in front of her
And like Light she knows after Rem confronted her she was the second Kira and feels terrible about it
Has a beautiful singing voice
After a lot her and Kiyomi kind of became friends, she honestly feels as if Kiyomi reminds her of someone she knew before (ie rem)
L:
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Dude, this man was aware he liked both for a loooooonnng ass time, since Wammy actually
He knows Light and Misa were Kira, I mean he subspecies it since day one but to actually be right honestly hurt him.. He didn't want to be right in this case. So, he swore not to say a word since they're no longer Kira and 2nd Kira
Loves baths more than Misa
His family died in an domestic abuse murder suicide and he wandered out the house alone in which an officer found him and discovered his family's death, since then he's been emotionally isolated
Is autistic just doesn't get meds
Has lots of stim toys and objects he uses a lot when he thinks hard or under/overstimulated
Loves hot cocoa with marshmallows and whipped cream
Watari was basically his father after the many years they've known each other, doing the most of a father like role than others, helping the boy when needed, etc. And while L doesn't show emotions he generally is greatful and sees Watari as his father figure, even having him his best man and father-of-the-groom for his wedding
MISALIGHTL:
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As mentioned with L when I said "wedding", the three didn't really want a huge public wedding since that would exposed L's identity and it would be a headache to deal with so they had a secret small ceremony with friends and some family with Watari being L's father-of-the-groom, Sayu as Light's Best Lady, and Kiyomi was Misa's maid of Honor. They each wore a mix of white and black with some red elements thrown in there for many reasons but mostly cause L said they looked good so yeah
Their wedding cake was similar to these two:
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They all live in an apartment together, similar as to the building they were all stuck in, and have their own rooms/studies for work while Misa keeps working as a model and actress and both L and Light kept working as detectives until Light decided to leave being a detective after so many nightmares of cases and being Kira and decided to be a true crime/mystery novel writer
One day while they were chilling, pre-marriage them btw, L decided he's going to visit Wammy to get any plans of who his next "L" would be if he died and they came along with him. There they were able to meet Near, Mello, and Matt. The three kids hung out with them during their stay back in Japan to see who is perfect for the next role. Weeks pass and all three are doing really well and it didn't really sink in until later that L is actually doing this to see if he wants kids. Well, Misa and Light like the idea and they ended up adopting Mello as their son in which he admittedly cried
They go on date nights three times a week, one for each pair with their trio dates mostly being at home
After a few years of marriage they had two kids of their own in which Mello likes the role of older brother
NEAR:
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Like L, Near is autistic (I believe that's canon and people hate it??)
Is nonbinary. I'm sorry I honestly can't see this baby as cis at all!
Owns lots of pants, shirts, skirts, dresses, tights, boots, heels, flat shoes, socks that'll work with him with any gender dysphoria and day
Primally goes by Near since that sounded right
Suffer from night terrors which is how his spark of studying happened cause that distracted them
Demi-Sexual bean!
Got adopted by Kiyomi and gets spoiled rotten
MELLO:
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Choco-holic what else is new
Suffered an eating disorder which was quickly helped fixed with Matt and his new family
Mentioned above with L, Light, and Misa adopting him, he adores his family gratefully and it's not just cause L chose him out of everyone
Him and Near still have a rather strong rivalry but it's healthy now and also more so childish thanks to their adopted families
Likes his Uncle Matsuda a lot (Matsuda ends up marrying Sayu in this)
Is kind of that kid in school who knows shit and will market the crap out of soda and candies to the kids who have money and parents who won't allow sugar in his household
Often gets caught sneaking out to see Matt and sometimes (a lot) Near by his parents
Is Pan and always knew it
MATT:
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Got adopted by Stephen and Teru in this AU
Still is obsessed with video games and eats candy cigarettes until he's legal to smoke if he wants to
Is straight besties with Mello and Near
Has so much gaming stuff it's unreal
Loves the rain
MATT X MELLO X NEAR:
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Got together sometime after Near was adopted with Matt and Mello being a thing first and Near joined after
They're both protective of Near
And then Near would shock everyone with a thrown of a textbook to the face if someone says something bad about either of them
Misa is overly supportive of this relationship, Kiyomi loves to tease Near often, and the many times Teru and Stephen would interrupt calls with them to tease is too much
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frodo-with-glasses · 1 year
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Do you just not like gay people? I'd rather you just say the quiet part out loud so I can block you
With all due respect, Anon, I fail to see what this has to do with Lord of the Rings. 
Oh, but you’ll probably want a serious answer, tho. Very well. I mean, I’d rather talk about any number of more interesting things than sex—like walnuts, or toenail clippings, or watching paint dry, or perhaps the consistency of squirrel droppings—but in the interest of making my own stance clear, and answering the questions that I’m sure have hovered unasked in the minds of many of my followers, I will provide the most kind and thorough answer that I can. 
But I’m still putting it under a read-more, because, as aforementioned, it has nothing to do with Lord of the Rings. 
The short answer is no. No, I don’t dislike gay people. I’m sure most of my follower count identifies as gay, or somewhere along that spectrum, and y’all have been lovely ever since I began this blog. To be fair, I know more than half of you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve, but so long as you’re nice to me and leave fun interactions on my artwork, I like you plenty. If that’s satisfactory to you, good!
Because the long answer is more complicated. 
Hate the Sin, Love the Sinner
The first thing we must do is define the difference between “liking someone” and “approving of what they do”. If you’ve been anywhere near most Christian circles—or just listened to Hamilton—you’ve probably heard the phrase “hate the sin, love the sinner”. That phrase applies here. I have religious reasons for believing that the lifestyle of homosexuality is wrong, but I don’t harbor ill will towards the people who practice it. There’s a difference between disliking a person and disapproving of their actions. 
I don’t approve of smoking. I think it hurts people. That doesn’t mean I hate people who smoke. On the contrary, I care about them, and I would rather they don’t get lung cancer and breathing problems later in life, so I would urge them to quit smoking. 
I don’t approve of gambling. I think it hurts people. That doesn’t mean I hate people who gamble. On the contrary, I care about them, and I would rather not see them form an addiction that squanders away all their money to an uncaring corporation, leaving them poor and unhappy—or just as bad, winning the jackpot, and then being rich and unhappy—so I would urge them to quit gambling. 
I don’t approve of any and all forms of self-harm. It hurts my heart. I watched my best friend go through a long period of depression and self-harm, and it utterly broke me, that someone I loved would have to cause themselves external pain in order to get a reprieve from the pain they felt inside. I didn’t hate my friend. No, no, no, that couldn’t be further from the truth. I loved my friend more than my own life, ached for them, and wished more than anything they’d stop this thing that was hurting them, because I couldn’t stand watching a sickness slowly torture someone that I dearly, dearly loved (and still do). 
In the same way, I believe in a loving God who made us, knows us inside and out and front and back, loves us deeply, and wants what’s best for us. He once said, “The thief comes to steal and kill and destroy, but I have come that they may have life, and life abundantly”. I believe that, in His wisdom and kindness, He left us a Book of instructions on how to find that life. He laid out the road to that destination—the straight and narrow path—and He said, “Just follow Me, and I’ll get you there. I’ve put up guard rails along the way where there are pits by the side of the road.”
And I said, “What if I fall in?”
And He said, “Just turn around and take My hand. I’ll pull you out.”
If you’d known someone all your life, and they’d always proven themselves worthy of your trust, you’d believe them when they said “this is the right way that will lead you to safety, and that is the wrong way that will lead you into danger”. So it is here. He outlined, very clearly, in His Book, what is the sexual ethic for which He designed us. Contrary to popular belief, there’s actually a lot of freedom within that ethic; He basically said, “Lady, here’s your man, and mister, here’s your lady. Now you promise to be good and loyal to each other and take care of one another forever? Yes? Great, the rest is yours, have fun, kids.” The Bible actually has very little to say about sex as long as it’s in the right context. But anything outside of that context—including homosexuality, beastiality, incest, fornication, adultery, lust for someone other than your partner, etc.—is a pit by the side of the road, a bug and not a feature. 
So you see that I have religious reasons to disapprove of homosexuality. I have been told—by Someone I trust more than my own judgment—that it is outside His planned parameters for the world. But this does not mean I automatically dislike those who do not share my faith and convictions. I can believe they’re in the wrong without disliking them.
To put it simply, “I don’t like what you’re doing” DOES NOT EQUAL “I don’t like you”. I’d urge you to keep that in mind; it’s a good life lesson in general. 
So now that we’ve established that baseline, let’s look at how it applies to this blog. 
The Rep Sheet of Frodo-With-Glasses
Now, of course I’m a biased party, by nature of being the defendant in this trial (and my own lawyer LOL), but I think you’ll find that a fair and honest analysis of everything on this blog will reveal that I never even once expressed disdain for gay people. 
I’ve made it very clear where I stand on shipping through disclaimers on my art. I don’t ship Frodo and Sam, or Legolas and Gimli, etc. But to jump from that to “you must not like gay people” is like saying that because I don’t ship Romanogers in the MCU that I must hate Russians. 
I have repeatedly expressed that I see my own friendships reflected in the friendships in LotR. For that reason, they’re very important to me, and I feel no need to interpret them as anything else. To jump from that to “you must not like gay people” is like saying that because I am perfectly content with plain vanilla ice cream, I must have a personal vendetta against chocolate fudge. 
I have posted a disclaimer setting expectations for a passage I knew could be interpreted very differently. I expressed my own understanding of the nudity involved, and asked that my followers please have the decency to respect my interpretation of the story, with a few tongue-in-cheek jokes to lighten the mood. To jump from that to “you must not like gay people” is like your high school English Literature teacher giving an F on your perfectly formatted and well-argued paper just because your interpretation of the blue window curtains doesn’t match the one in the textbook. 
I have engaged in polite discussion with an anon who complimented my art. When the discussion came to “immoral relationships” between the characters, my response was to celebrate friendship. All I have ever done on this blog was celebrate friendship. I have never insulted gay people, I have never called them slurs or hateful names, I have never even confronted anyone who tags my art as ship art against my wishes. All I have ever done was try to be civil and polite and celebrate friendship.  
Have you ever considered, Anon, that I have been silent for a reason? That “the quiet part” has stayed quiet on purpose? That, perhaps, I did not come here to police my following and force my views upon them, but simply to celebrate a book that I love, and invite people of all stripes to come and celebrate it with me, if they so wish?
Have you considered that, if I disliked gay people, I could block every single one of my followers who express such views on their profiles? I didn’t get to over 800 followers on tumblr, of all websites, by policing those who are allowed to interact with my blog. I didn’t cultivate the community I did by shutting down people I disagree with. 
I am here to entertain myself. I have always been here to entertain myself. I was doing it before there were 800 of you, and I will be doing it long after this blog is gone. Whether or not you would like to join in with me is entirely your prerogative. 
You wanna see how much I hate gay people? You wanna see how far the vitriol goes? Watch this! Sir Ian McKellen is a fantastic actor and seems like a splendid person in real life. No one else could possibly be Gandalf the way he is. To see his face on the screen when I watch Peter Jackson’s trilogy makes me feel warm and fuzzy and happy inside, because I feel like I’m looking into the kindly eyes of an old friend. I enthuse over it every time Phil Dragash manages to perfectly replicate McKellen’s iconic cadence in his audiobook, because it’s like hearing the Gandalf I grew up with speaking the real words on the page. Sir Ian McKellen’s contribution to the fandom, and to the community surrounding Lord of the Rings, is invaluable and irreplaceable. Middle Earth would be a lesser thing without him in it. 
This is now a thing that is on my blog: enthusiastically singing the praises of the work of a gay man. His lifestyle choices, though I don’t agree with them, are separate from the mark he’s left on this fandom, and everything I could have to say about the latter category is positive. 
So, now. Would you like to ask me that question again?
The Dismount
Here’s the TL;DR, in case I rambled on too long:
I do not, and will never, approve of the act of homosexuality. I have religious reasons for doing so; much the same, actually, as I believe Tolkien himself held. 
I harbor no ill will towards gay people. No matter what you believe on this topic, you are welcome to continue interacting with this blog if you so wish. All I ask is what I ask of everyone who passes through here: Be kind and polite. 
Your response is your prerogative. I have expressed what I believe is right, and I will not budge or apologize for it, but I’m not demanding that you agree with me. Heck, I can’t tell you to do anything, and even if I could, I wouldn’t want to. I’m not your mom. I’m not God. You don’t have to answer to me any more than I have to answer to you. How you choose to respond is your choice. 
If that means you have to leave, that’s fine. I wish you all the best, and I hope you find what you’re looking for. 
If you ever want to come back, I’ll still be here, talking about Lord of the Rings. 
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myreyisbae · 4 months
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While I'll always have a special place for Moonlight (2007) here are some other Vampire TV shows and Books I plan on checking out this year
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arecaceae175 · 1 year
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Ransom! (Wind) pretty please
(Warnings: kidnapping, blood, mention of stabbing but no actual stabbing occurs)
"You're making a big mistake," Wind said. He tried to lean back and look smug, but the hard wall made the chains dig into his wrists.
"We're making a profit," one of the men said.
"Your rich father will pay a hefty ransom to get you back," the second man said.
Wind bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from laughing. He was never going to let Time hear the end of this.
"Once they find you, you'll wish you let me stab you," Wind said with a smirk. "I'll can do it now, if you want! I'll be much gentler about it."
The woman in the corner emerged from the shadows with a groan. "Can one of you stuff a gag in the kid? He's giving me a headache," she said.
The man smirked. "Gladly."
The second man grabbed Wind's hair and pulled. Wind gasped and reflexively reached up, but the chains caught and pulled his wrists back down. The other man wrapped a filthy cloth tightly around his head until it was digging into the sides of his mouth. The stench made Wind gag, but he forcibly swallowed it down.
The woman's heels clicked on the floor as she walked over to Wind. She bent down and wiped the stream of blood coming from the cut on Wind's forehead.
She inspected the blood on her fingers. "Pity," she said, flicking it away.
"You'll be out of here as soon as we get our money."
(Next ->)
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sleep-knot · 7 months
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Hello hello , im just gonna leave this here,
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I just think he's neat
omg i appreciate it he's h o t i love billy 🙏🏻🙏🏻
sorry sid i still think your the hottest man alive dw
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falling-pixie · 4 months
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Woops! I slipped and finished a completely NEW fanfic for Code Lyoko 😅 I’m on SUCH A ROLL with Oddissi right now, they just won’t leave my mind! Don’t worry, Never Like That will be posted on the weekend! Enjoy this spicy one-shot to tide you over! ❤🥰
One-Shot: Trapped in a Closet Fandom: Code Lyoko Relationships: Odd Della Robbia/Sissi Delmas
Summary: Odd and Sissi get trapped inside a closet. Instead of biting off each other's heads, they talk about graduation and where they'll be after school ends. They also find time to talk about more personal feelings toward each other.
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I won’t do it again
Nancy wheeler x reader
You had far too much to drink but the green liquor tasted so good you almost couldn’t get enough of it.You were with Eddie,Steve,robin and nance you kinda wanted to get drunk because the way steve was looking at Nancy hurt granted she didn’t look at him like that,No of course she didn’t she was looking at you like that she looked at you across the room and how you and Eddie were dancing and playing air guitar like idiots she couldn’t have been more in love with you
but it rubbed you the wrong way when Steve would put his hand on her back but you were never one to make a scene in public that wasn’t your thing but fuck you wanna to hit him just once but you knew well Nancy could take care of her self so you hung out with Eddie he always understood why you felt the way you did towards steve him and Nancy had a history so he took it upon himself to distract you and make you smile he hated to see the breaking look in you eye he had taken the role of older brother to you and he played your older brother wonderfully.
The next time you looked at Nancy she was laughing at something steve had whispered in her ear and she had her hand on his bicep you felt sick to your stomach Eddie saw it and tried again to distract you but it didn’t work this time you stop and look at Steve and Nancy and you quickly and quietly left and walked to Nancy’s car and let a note that’s said
“ I’ll let you and Steve be together don’t worry about me” and you walked home trying not to cry more than you already were but Eddie had left not long after you after of course giving Steve an ear full and storming off to find you Nancy wasn’t far behind him running to her car leaving Steve because it was him whom made you feel like you didn’t compare to him.
She saw the note and her heart dropped to her feet she had done what she promised her self she would never do,she made you feel like you had to compete for her attention she wanted to cry but she needed to find you and tell you she never meant to make you feel that ways crying could wait,you were wondering and you had gone to the school parking lot when Eddie had finally found you,you were sobbing with you head in your knees it broke a part of him because he never wanted to see you cry like this again not if he could help it
when you heard his van pull up and his door open and shut you looked at him tears running down you face bottom lip wobbling you stood up and ran to him sobbing into his chest as he held you just letting you cry still your tears stopped and he got you in the car to take you back to his house so he could try and make you feel better.
Meanwhile Nancy drove around going to all the places you frequently went to not finding you and going to you house you weren’t there she was getting worried so the next place to go to was Eddie’s place but she knew if he was there he wouldn’t want to talk to her but she had to try to find you,she had found you at his place you were sitting with red eyes staring at the wall of the munson trailer when Eddie answered the door he said annoyed”.what do you want wheeler”
Nancy said”is she here Eddie I can’t find her I’m scared” he let out a dry laugh and rolled his eyes and said “oh now you care about her,because the last I saw you were too busy being all over Harrington” she couldn’t even begin to try to explain that she doesn’t have feelings for him but Eddie had already looked back at you and stepped out side of the trailer to talk to her
” Nancy look you can talk to her tomorrow but right now she just need to be alone with her thoughts if she wants to see you tomorrow then you can see her then but not now she can’t handle seeing you so just go home and clean you self up get a class of water and try to sleep ok?”
Nancy felt like her world was crashing down around her all at once and all she could do was just watch but she numbly nodded to Eddie and stumbled back to her car but Eddie realized she couldn’t drive so he told her to come wait there while he moved you to his room so you didn’t see you then he let her in and gave her some clothes and some water in the living room and doing the same for you in his room by the time he had gotten Nancy a pillow and blanket to sleep with you had long since fallen asleep so when Nancy asked to talk to him he sat down gladly to hear what the hell she had been doing when Steve
“Eddie I need you to listen to me I promise i wasn’t trying to be all over Steve I was telling how much I love her and he said he could tell that’s what he whispered in my ear I promise you he was saying how we are love sick teenagers for eachother and I told him about the life I wanted with her and he said she was happy for me I promise Eddie it was nothing else” she said her voice cracking the more she thought about how it must have looked from you standpoint Eddie hugged her and told her “it’s not me you have to convince it’s her just tell her what you told me and you will be ok,get some sleep Nancy it’s late” so she did she lays staring at the roof until sleep finally took her
When she woke up she saw you standing in Eddie’s doorway looking at her sleeping she saw the sparkle in your eye become non existent
“Baby please I’m sorry i never meant to make you feel like you felt last night,I promise and I can explain everything if you allow me to”she said as soon as she made eye contact with you
You just nodded not trusting your voice
The two of you sat down together on the floor of the living room while Eddie was showering
“My love im sorry” Nancy started but you cut her off saying“why were you all over Steve last night?” She replied “I was telling him how much I loved you and how I wanted a life with you,the whole white picket fence and a dog and a sun and a fish and he said we were love sick teenagers and he said he was happy for me and he wouldn’t try and get in the way of out relationship” she said quickly
You looked at her and asked “you weren’t flirting with him?”
“No baby I wasn’t I promise” she said as she picked at her nails a nervous habit she had you grabbed her hands and pulled her into a hug and she couldn’t help but not sob into your shoulder relieved she didn’t loose you
You heard the bathroom door open and Eddie step out “wheeler! If you fuck up again I won’t be as nice,got me?!?” He said pointing at her to which she said”there won’t be a next time I’m not gonna fuck up anymore” she said while
Lovingly looking into your eyes
“Gross dude don’t fuck on my floor” he said laughing You there a pillow at him
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callme-adam-iguess · 1 year
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My brain had idea abt demon possession and alt cesar and cesar so-
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Here he is :D also first time drawing a character sitting down so ✧⁺⸜(●˙▾˙●)⸝⁺✧YAY
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toitlselfindulgenz · 2 years
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Part one of the week doodle requests woohoo
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frodo-with-glasses · 1 year
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More Reading Thoughts: The Steward and the King
New chapter, let’s go!
Dude Eowyn chill out lol
Eowyn: “I’m bummed because I tried to commit sudoku and it didn’t work.” Faramir: “Please don’t do that. You’re too pretty to die. But hey, if it makes you feel any better, we all might die anyway, so you might as well rest up if you wanna be able to fight.” Eowyn: “But they want me to stay in bed. And my window doesn’t look eastward :’-C” Faramir: “Oh! I can fix that! :-D”
AND NOW MERRY AND FARAMIR GET TO CHAT!! DUDE!!
First Bergil, and now Faramir!! This just in: All of Pippin’s friends eventually become Merry’s friends. When am I gonna get my scene with Beregond and Merry, huh??
(I probably won’t but a girl can dream)
Tbh I think the Warden ships Farawyn
Faramir: “I’mma give you my dead mom’s cloak ‘cause it’s beautiful and sad like you”
Faramir: “Man, it’s been great hanging out with you. I really hope the world doesn’t end now, ‘cause I don’t want to lose this.” Eowyn, a genius: “This what?”
This whole scene plays out like a cheesy Bollywood movie. It’s so over-the-top. I love it X’-D
And then everybody MAGICALLY STARTS SINGING AT ONCE
“And his duty was to prepare for one who would replace him” 👀 John the Baptist is that you??
And here we see the healing power of love *throws confetti*
YOOOOOOO WE GET MORE GONDORIAN MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS WAIT
Okay so we have trumpets, bells, harps, viols, flutes, and horns listed so far. I’m gonna want to answer that ask more thoroughly at some point won’t I?? ‘Cause I have didn’t have this information before but NOW I DO
Heyyy there’s somebody named Hurin! Hopefully his life has been better than the original one
(I can’t imagine naming your kid after someone who’s best known for having a son with the Worst Life Ever. Like, okay, sassing Morgoth to his face is pretty cool, but is it worth it?? Is it really?? Like the only thing worse would actually be naming your kid Turin. … They’ve done that too, haven’t they?)
ELFHELM!!!
ELFHELM SURVIVED!!
ELFHELM OF DAD JOKES I LOVE YOU
Hahaha hi Ioreth
“They are dear friends, I hear.” HECK YES THEY ARE
YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW RIGHT YOU ARE IORETH
Listen one of my favorite tropes is when people in-universe acknowledge the bromance as An Official ThingTM, so this is PEAK. THANK YOU TOLKIEN
Faramir: “I give you my stick.” Aragorn: “No u”
Goodness GRACIOUS that is a whole paragraph of titles for Aragorn. What the heck. Who is it in my notes that always tags Aragorn as “local man has too many names, local authorities report” because you are RIGHT
“Now according to tradition, he should take the crown from his father, but given that his father didn’t have the crown and is also very much dead—”
Faramir: “I give you the crown” Aragorn: “NO U”
And now Frodo does the task of a ring-bearer in an actual wedding, which is to carry the shiny thing to somebody so they can give it to somebody else
“HEY! LET’S HEAR IT FOR CAPTAIN AMERICA!”
Woohoo King Aragorn!
WAIT
HOLD UP
‘ITS GATES WERE WROUGHT OF MITHRIL AND STEEL’??
YOOOOOO!! That’s a 100% METAL DOOR!! In a MEDIEVAL SETTING!! Even WE don’t have huge metal doors for most things, and we’re in the modern age!
First of all, imagine how shiny! Secondly, IMAGINE HOW FREAKIN’ SCI-FI—
BEREGOOOOOOOOND
HELLO MY BOO I’VE MISSED YOU
“And the king said to Beregond: ‘Beregond…’”
Pffft
I must be slaphappy, ‘cause for some reason I find his name being written twice in a row to be very funny
Aragorn: “Okay so you’re not in trouble, but you’re also not allowed to be a Guard of the Citadel anymore.” Beregond: “😨☹️😭” Aragorn: “…Because you’re gonna work FOR FARAMIR! GET PROMOTED ON, IDIOT!!” Beregond: “😧 … 🤩🥳🎉🎊🎈”
Aww haha Aragorn and Eomer hug X-D
Eowyn, to Faramir: “I’ll be back later, I promise.” Eomer, probably: “👀😨😡”
Aragorn: “Pls stick around, friends, I love you guys”
Frodo: “Pippin, you were wrong, Gandalf is keeping secrets again.” Gandalf: “excuse”
Aragorn, excitedly: “LE GASP!! A TREE!!”
Okay so lemme get this straight: Aragorn wasn’t allowed to marry Arwen until he found a tree??
Right. Okay. 🤣🤣🤣
I’m sure this is very symbolically important and whatever but it’s almost 3 AM and I just think it’s the funniest thing I’ve heard all night
GLORFINDELLLLLL
GLORFINDEL HI!!
I’VE MISSED YOU FRIEND!!! 8-D
I guess all these other elves are here too but I don’t really care ROFLOL
This chapter really is the epitome of Tolkien going “oh shoot I guess I’d better include some romance in here huh”
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myreyisbae · 1 year
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Like thanks for the mention CBS but I still think the fans care about Moonlight (2007) more than you ever did
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For the prompt game: pine sap
(Warnings: mention of blood and injury but it isn't graphic)
Wild's hands were deceptively steady, doing nothing to betray his racing heart.
"Is that-" Warriors words failed as he choked on the air and coughed harshly. He clenched his eyes shut. Wild could hear his labored breathing around the broken ribs.
"Don't try to talk," Wild said.
"That works?" Warriors whispered.
"It's the best we have right now," Wild said. He placed the container of pine sap on the floor of the cave and gently dipped two fingers in.
"It's not as good as actual medical supplies, but it's worked for me before. It'll help stop the bleeding and prevent infection," Wild explained. He paused, his hand hovering over the large gash on Warriors' leg.
"This won't feel great," Wild said.
"Ready?" Wild asked. Warriors nodded his head and swallowed thickly.
(Next ->)
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arthursaus · 2 years
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Dream’s fed up with his brother’s bullshit and someone is about to die.
And in another timeline, Ink is about to cease existence because the creators keep gifting him ship children from different universes and timelines. Like, yes, he’s got PJ, Gradient, Blueprint, and Palette, but why do you think he can keep up with more when he’s already fucking up with these kids??! Yes I got this idea from a YT comment section.
Most of these kids come from bad situations, so he’s got a ton of traumatized kids to take care of. The Stars and Bad Guys know about this, mostly because the Stars made the discovery and Dream freaked out and contacted Nightmare like, ‘WHEN TF DID YOU HAVE KIDS?! AND WITH INK OF ALL PEOPLE?!’
So yeah. That’s a timeline with Ink and his ship kids and fusions, but little to no others’, and he’s exhausted.
Back to Dream and Nightmare, I really need happy content with these two but have no idea how to go about writing any.
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isabellehemlock · 1 year
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I started this post so many times, kept erasing, praying, contemplating, discerning, trying to rise above it but the fact that it still is impacting me this much leads me to believe that maybe it's important to speak up on at least once - maybe there's someone out there who this post is meant to find, someone to feel less alone.
I'm not going to trauma dump, or out my own history on a public blog, and I'll use my "I" statements here but here it goes:
TW: fandom discourse, processing feelings around a non con fic, one mention of the word rape, but non descriptive of the contents of the fic
I am so disheartened to see holy places within my faith used as settings for rape - not even under the premise of maybe some cases being processing some kind of personal trauma through writing - but for insidious purposes, to encourage mocking and cheering as both a sacred space and a person is being desecrated against their will.
I would hope this wouldn't be found acceptable in any faith, in any sacred spaces.
I also realize that in comparison, the bigger and most important issue to address are the patterns of racism and bias that a handful of people have latched onto and felt emboldened to continue for years now - but I am also aware that I should never speak over/for someone with personal experience of racism and wanted to keep the focus of this post on what I can speak on.
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