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jackshiccup · 4 months
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fenharel · 7 months
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Carry my hope, carry my burden. call my dragons, Quulos and Quuthos, and ride to the Astral Sea. Destroy Vlaakith, release our people. Be our future and our legacy.
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yikes-ajax · 6 months
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I dont have a clever and witty sarcastic comment tonight, I just think she's cute
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sharing is caring <3
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diana-daphne · 5 months
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a collection of my favorite letterboxd reviews of “Eloise at Christmastime”
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hueberryshortcake · 6 months
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to me. the fact that donald and scrooge’s relationship is damaged almost beyond repair after the spear is lost. is like 60% of the tragedy of the whole thing. like when you lose somebody the first thing you do is find people who make you feel less alone. and instead they lose each other too. so now scrooge is alone (he has beakley with whatever measure of support she can give but he won’t accept it and she’s not fool enough to keep throwing him things that he’ll shut down immediately). and donald has the boys and whatever friends on the past you wish to give him.
but. do you know how hard it is to be an isolated mother. do you know how hard it is to be an isolated single mother. do you know how hard it is to be an isolated single father. do you know how hard it is to be an isolated single father when they’re not even supposed to be your kids and you have to explain this to them. and there are three of them. and they remind you of your best friend but you’re never going to see her again.
losing somebody is hard but if she’s lost and unreachable in space she’s dead. losing somebody and they live four miles away from you is worse because you want to go home and every day is a battle with yourself trying not to give in.
you can move on from one thing but when you know someone is still out there and you know youre supposed to be with them…. that’s an entire tragedy on its own
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tricoufamily · 9 months
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this is my gen 1 heir of the rogues gallery legacy 💚 fawn chandley
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ovaryacted · 4 months
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What if I said…I was planning on writing an extensive multi part series with DI! Leon that literally has everything you could think of in a love story…what then…how would y’all take it I wonder…
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uncanny-tranny · 8 months
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Your influence in this world doesn't need to be all-encompassing and World Changing. It can be small ripples. It can be gentle and easily missed.
Let yourself do small things. So often, people have this idea that to do "good things," it must be a grand gesture that changes every little thing. Honestly, that can be so intimidating and scary. We weren't meant to carry the world by ourselves. We each contribute, often in small ways, often in ways that aren't seen by everybody. But the people you affect might just take that kindness you gave them and let it light them home. Let yourself be that in whatever way you want. You don't need to carry the world alone.
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reactionimagesdaily · 6 months
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Hellloooo I was just wondering if you have some like “this is exhausting” kind of ones? like the “are you fucking serious” kind of vibes idk if that comes across right? Or if you have a tag for this I haven’t seen yet? No worries if not, and thank you for your service my love 🫡
Hi! Sorry it took so long to get to this ask xD xS
For your purposes, the best tag for this genre of image is probably #Depression time, but I've also manually found some images of the sort for ya :D
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arieslost · 22 days
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GOOD MORNING TO ME. there’s nothing like opening my instagram feed and seeing this cutie first thing in the morning
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yugocar · 10 months
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Serbian Folk Religion in 100 Terms // Narodna Religija Srba u 100 Pojmova (1991) - Dušan Bandić
"Dr. Dušan Bandić (1938-2004) was a professor of ethnology at the Faculty of Philosophy in Belgrade and for a time the head of the Department of National Ethnology and Anthropology.'' - in my attempt to make more sources on ex-yu culture accessible, i've begun to scan and share some of the good material i've read! due to some expressed interest, here is a segment on vampires and watermills (which are connected to vampires)! - for folks who can read serbo-croatian and cyrillic, you can read the direct scans from the book here and for those of you who can't, i've translated the pages into english myself and you can read them here. hope some of you enjoy reading about vampires before they were sexy! if you are interested in reading any of the other segments, you can find a table of contents here and let me know which you'd like to see first. (note: while im fluent in english and put a lot of effort into these translations, i'm by no means a professional translator. my primary focus was that the facts were translated correctly and relayed what people believed)
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teddybeartoji · 2 months
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mickey i am kissing ur brain so gently i literally just woke up but i saw the bi!toji post ……… 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 REAL & CANON BTW but for some reason the first thought that popped into my head was. uni au….. janitor!toji/professor!reader…………….. hear me out.
toji who just stopped working as an assassin and is trying to get his life together, who just happened to land a job as a janitor at a prestigious university that he takes fairly seriously…. (i just knowww he hates littering students with every fibre of his being. catches them in the act and reaches for his gun out of old habit LMAO) and there’s this nerdy little professor who always arrives at the uni first thing in the morning, without fail, and always gives toji a cheery little greeting when he does. wearing his cozy sweaters and vests and scarves and smiling all bright and sleepy. and for some reason he almost always takes his coffee breaks conveniently close to wherever toji is cleaning… so they can chat a bit….. even though toji usually just listens and grunts every now and then.
and at first toji feels kinda Threatened by this pretty boy bc ???? whyyyy is he interrupting my precious cleaning time. is he trying to supervise me? show off his fancy degrees??? …. reader has the fattest crush on him but toji genuinely doesn’t realize bc he’s wired to always mistrust others :// meanwhile reader is watching him clean internally going what the fuck what the fuckkk why is he wearing a compression shirt it’s literally fucking freezing??? is he teasing me???? does he know?????? they’re both losers actually. big romcom vibes
BUT YEAH i just picture professor!reader being a sleepy but cheery little guy….. who loves loves loves teaching and talking about his subject of choice and toji starts to really enjoy their talks bc reader’s eyes shine soooo brightly when he’s chattering away… all excited and gleaming….. and toji kinda hates teachers but he decides to make an exception this once. maybe starts to initiate conversations of his own every now and then… who knows…………….
OK THAT’S ALL PDHJDDHJF 😭😭 this came to me in a vision and ofc i had to share…. imagine me at a board meeting pointing at my little graphs and powerpoints while u sit in a big ceo chair overlooking the city… pondering janitor!toji and the future of this company…... mickey ur posts genuinely make me fully insane i hope u know that. bi!toji is real and loves you specifically btw <333333 I HOPE U HAVE A LOVELY DAY MWAH :3
ARIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII I NEED TO KISS U RN!!!
LIKE THIS ISN'T OKAY BY ANY MEANS HOW DID YOU COOK THIS UP AND WHY IS IT LITERALLY PERFECT AND ALSO HOW IS IT SO IN LINE WITH WHAT I HAD IN MY HEAD?????????????? HOW???????
OKAY FIRST OF ALL WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT PROFESSOR!READER KIND OF BEING LIKE TAKEDA FROM HAIKYUUUU??????????????? LIKE THAT'S IMMEDIATELY HOW HE POPPED INTO MY HEAD AND NOW I CAN'T STOP IMAGINING HIM LIKE THAT I ALS OCAN'T TAKE OFF THE CAPS LOCK BC I'M GENUINELY SO INVESTED IN THIS FUCKING AU IT'S INSANE
but yeah he's always wearing the comfiest fits just like u said - sweaters, vests, a button-up shirt and a colorful tie sometimes (he was super nervous about wearing the tie at first bc he thought he'd look stupid but he got over it and now he has a rule of wearing a tie at least once a week)(canon). when it's cold he's wearing an oversized coat and an equally big scarf and toji thinks it's very cute i mean what who said that.
another thing just popped into my head when u called him a sleepy guy..... what if it's already like afternoon and all of the students are gone and the professor was supposed to be grading their papers or smth but when toji happens to walk by his class he's just sleeping on the table............... PLSSSS I THINK IT'S SO CUTEE i can see it so clearly in my head the professor's glasses are really weirdly on his face and his mouth is open with a bit of drool spilling out lmao and at first toji just shakes his head like damn this guy is stupid but then he realizes that he's smiling? that his own lips just curved into a small smile all on their own and he's kinda freaked out about it and leaves really fast hasgahsaghshgagsha HE'S A LITTLE AWKWARD SOMETIMES OKAY even big scary teddy bears have their little love moments yk
my immediate thought was that toji would actually be the one to develop the crush first btw................ and he'd be a little like ???? maybe this is his first real male crush? and the reader is just kind of oblivious to it like he thinks that yk toji seems like the straighest guy on the first glance lmao and he thinks that he doesn't have a chance but hehehehehe he's very wrong IDK WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THAT i wanna know
DON'T GET ME WRONG THOUGH I DO REALLYREALLY LIKE the reader kind of thirsting over him hihihihihi he's so real for that AND I LOVE THE IDEA OF TOJI EVENTUALLY STARTING MORE CONVOS!!!!!! FUCK OFFF HE'S SOO SWEET AAAAAAAAA i love him so much have i said that already
who do you think would take the step to go further though? IN YOUR SCENARIO I MEAN it would obviously take time. a lot of it. bc toji is well... like he is and the professor is nervous and he's kind of afraid to overstep even though he likes him sooooo much... okay i kinda feel like toji would....... and it almost makes the poor professor have a heart attack bc WHAT? hihihihiihi stoppppppppppppp i can see them both in my head soooo clearly and i'm so fucking in love with them they're so cute aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
also got this idea of the professor breaking smth in his class idk like he sits on the chair and one of the legs breaks or smth lmao and he goes on a lookout for smth to fix it with (??????) and he finds toji!!!! and he comes to his rescue, teasing the professor a little bc how the hell did he break the chair you know. and maybe he professor blushes a little..................... IT'S TOJI C'MON EVERYBODY WOULD BLUSH A LITTTLE and then maybe the professor brings him a pastry or something the next day as a thank you and now it's toji who's..... cheeks are looking a little pink?????? and he's grumbling that it's my job. no need to thank me. but the professor just dismissed that immediately and just presses the pastry into his hands and waves him goodbye with a smile. AAAAAAAAAAAH I CAN'TTTT I'M SMILING SO BIG RN MY CHEEKS HURT WHAT IN THE FUCK THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
ARI. MY SWEETEST LITTLE ANGEL. CAN I USE THIS IN THE DRABBLE I STARTED? LIKE I'M GONNA LINK THIS IN THERE TOO. i just started the drabble based on one of the asks i got - toji just smiling while he's listening to his little bf ramble about his day but i'd love to sprinkle this in there. like maybe he taught a class on smth he really likes so he's just so excited about it. excited that the students were loving the topic or whatever. BUT I DO NEED YOUR PERMISSIONN!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU FOR INDULGING ME YOU ALWAYS DO I'M SOOOO GRATEFUL FOR YOUUUUUUUUUU<33333 i can't believe you just cooked it up are you actually gordon ramsay btw? i know you are don't lie to me ari. BI!TOJI LOVES US BOTH THAT'S WHY HIS TITS ARE SO BIG HE'S STORING HIS LOVE FOR US IN THERE!!!!!!!!!!! I HOPE YOU HAD A REALLY REALLLY GOOD DAY MY LOVE MWAH MWAH MWAH<333333333
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y-rhywbeth2 · 5 months
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Assorted thoughts about Astarion's epilogue that I have only seen in video because patch 4 broke my save files and I have to replay the whole thing to get there.
From what I've seen everyone's good endings seem a little... overly good and free of consequence? But at the same time I haven't seen everything with my own eyes and everyone deserves to be happy, so whatever. If I want angst, there's fic.
Sooo... is it that unromanced Astarion disappeared after the scene at the docks and nobody could find him, or did you assholes just not try? I will be generous and assume the former.
Stop stabbing the table you little gremlin. ...although I'd probably enjoy doing that, if I could get away with it.
I still hate that outfit with the ruff.
Not surprised Larian is doubling down on the "no cure" angle. I don't really care if Astarion remains a vampire or if he goes the cure route, so long as he's happy - although I do think in his shoes I'd look for some way to day-walk anyway, on practical grounds alone.
Hiding a knife behind his back while asking an unromanced Durge if they're showing any signs of being under Bhaal's control... I adore a pragmatic bastard.
---"I could've told you that [you can kill people in a socially acceptable manner]" ---"You realise I don't actually pay attention when you talk, right?" ^This is why I both love him with all my soul and also want to push him off a roof.^
Delighted and validated by Astarion feeding by taking jobs as a bounty hunter or something like that. That was 100% what Vel was suggesting to him post game. Like "Hey, have you considered bounty hunting? if my memories of killing people for fun and profit, and the last month or two of everyone suddenly celebrating instead of getting mad when I murder has taught me anything; if you eat the people the majority want dead, you can have all the blood and money you can get your teeth into and nobody will have a problem with it."
And then there's Ascended Astarion... who I will put under a read more to save space and for those who'd like to avoid the uglier side of endings.
So I don't think Larian read the supplement Van RIchten's Guide to Vampires (it's from 1992, but as far as I know it's also still the most comprehensive write up of D&D vampire lore, and some of it still looks to apply here (or at least, it can).)
But the first thing I thought of, watching him constantly turn into a bat, is that it reminded me of the vampire psychological development stages. Stage one is where a vampire is drunk on their shiny new powers and just will not stop showing them off. (Stage two is the "find out" stage of the fuck around process, where the vampire discovers they're not as invincible as they believed and descends into full blown, paranoid monstrosity.)
Then "I will be watching." "I/We need to eavesdrop on everybody."... Oh, the paranoia. How's that thing where the curse of vampirism is twisting the trauma and fear going for you, my dude?
"I'll never forget the time we spent together, though. And I know you'll never forget about me. Until next time, darling." ...might be his expression or the datamined epilogues where he still wants his ex, but that feels like a threat to me? Might just be a jab after being dumped...
And, oh yeah, we're definitely looking at vampire bride/groom tier stuff here: Just sit on the decorative pedestal I built for you and look pretty until I'm in the mood to take you down and play with you. Stop complaining about how you're bored and want freedom!
The PC isn't weak by any measure, they could become a rival.. AA isn't my ending of choice, but I am morbidly fascinated with the concept of Tav and Astarion as toxic vampire divorcees: Two angry, powerful "lovers to enemies" vampire lords "sharing" territory; passing the centuries obsessing over each other; fighting each other; sometimes maybe hate-fucking, and generally making their bad relationship everyone's problem.
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miscellaneoussmp · 7 months
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I've been writing a lot of fluff, so I am back to writing angst. Anyways, here's something about soulmates and below average body temperature (cw/tw: General Pac trauma and blood/violence mentions):
Pac's always ran a little colder than everyone else. That's just a fact of life. It's always been like this. Pac's body temperature always surprised people, too. Nobody seemed to expect his hands to be cold or him to shiver when others were sweating. Maybe that's why he took to running. You can't be cold when adrenaline forces your body to warm your muscles to run for your life. That's a bit of an exaggeration, but that's beside the point. Pac's always been cold. Mike never questioned why his other half's hands were always cold to the touch, accepting it as fact. His hands were warm, melting the cold from the very beginning. That's just how it is.
Pac had always exaggerated when he said he's freezing. Then, he was laying on cold concrete. Every little bit of warmth was draining from him, even though his lungs burned as they expelled whatever oxygen they could to produce sound. The scream turns to static in Pac's ears even now. Then, he's stabbing himself in the thigh with a needle, his hands shaking. Adrenaline. It spread warmth around his body. Forcing his heart to keep pumping just a bit longer. Cold metal and plastic replaces flesh, Pac thinks it's fitting.
Even when he's cold, wet, trapped, and most importantly alone, Pac can still feel a sense of warmth. It's somewhere in his heart, or soul, or something like that. It's been there for years. He knows it's Mike, even when they're apart. It's love, their version of it, sitting comfortably in his chest. Love is warm as it's meant to be. He knows there's more love than what exists in the fabric of his very being. This love is easier to hold onto, a spark that keeps him from freezing. Then, people are saved from the motionless frost. Pac finds family in the frost. Tubbo's hands are cold like his. There's no temperature difference in shared materials. It's almost exciting; the shared cold. Fit's hands are warm, burning like a flame, but that might be Pac's exaggerations again. It's almost exciting; having an external heat. Then, Mike falls into inky black void. The spark disappears with him. Pac wonders if he'll finally freeze over now.
Pac thinks he's getting colder, physically and emotionally. His spark is missing, and he's terrified to find out who will leave him next. He's offered a way to stave off part of the freeze that threatens his being. The pills are white like snow. They buzz under his skin with artificial electric warmth. It's exciting; his tears and blood rushing from his nose don't threaten to burn him from the inside out. The electrical buzz of artificial warmth keeps him from freezing solid. It feels so good to be warm. Then, he's trapped in cold metal bars again. Pac's handed another needle, his hands shaking. Stabbing the needle into the thigh, which is still connected to flesh and bone, sends a rush of cold throughout his body. Cellbit's hands are warm, as he helps Pac stand again, they hold a promise. Pac wonders if he'll ever be warm on his own.
It's cold. It's really cold. Mike's hands are cold, too. That's new and terrifying in an unfamiliar way. Pac can't feel the spark, even as he stands in front of him. The spark was reduced to nothing but a fading ember lacking warmth but still glowing red. He can't warm Mike's hands within his own. Pac's other half's hands are just marginally still warmer than his. He tries to ignore the way they both shiver in the sun.
For as long as Pac could remember, he's held a pointed icicle at his own chest, over his heart. The sharp ice always just far enough away to not be an immediate threat but close enough to be noticed. It was always melted by the spark, sharp point dulling in the process, and pulled away by Mike. He wouldn't let Pac freeze. Now, there's a hand over his, coming from behind him instead of infront, and the other at the blunt end of the ice pushing it closer. The icicle now threatens to pierce his heart as it sits barely touching his sternum. It's love, their version of it, threatening his chest. Love is as cold as it's supposed to be. Maybe, just maybe, Pac thinks, freezing over wouldn't be so bad if it was caused by the person he loves and trusts the most, his soulmate. Maybe, just maybe, if Pac uses enough force, he could pierce both their hearts.
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uncanny-tranny · 7 months
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*does a color guard routine I learned in middle school with my cane, hitting twelve people and injuring fifty when I toss it and fumble*
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