#laurel^2

[mitskicentral]

an old tweet from mitski

[getagirlie]

Emperor Caracalla and his laurel wreaths.

[inseparabiles]

you would kiss the hand of your prisoner? you are a guest of the emperors, my lady.

[devil-beam]

Devilman monster high who agrees

[blevotina2011]

I miss her🥀🥀

Тгк: blevotina2011

[aipurjopa]

Enjoy…. Minutetech doodles….

[guildtree]

Controversial opinions on the nature of Guild Wars 2 below, ye have been warned:

I have been cooking a theory that a lot of the problems the tumblr portion of the GW2 fandom has with the game rn is based off the way the fandom thinks of this game as a story-focused game when it is very much not. It is an MMO.

Has the story, especially the after-expansion patches, been a bit lacking storywise? Yop. Not arguing that. My hot take is that this has ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to do with the overall health of the game, and that they SHOULD NOT be focusing entirely on story like they did in LS4.

This is an MMO. It lives off microtransactions, people buying gold, and sinking ungodly hours into it. The story is a vehicle to get people into the new maps, new metas, new legendaries, new builds and whatnot. It introduces a new area, characters, and enemies to kill for hours upon hours after. It is not the main selling point of an expansion for most people who are not on tumblr too much - which means, most of the playerbase.

There are so many people who don't give a shit about the story but love the game. Those people are getting stuff - a new raid wing. New Fractals on a regular schedule. More maps. More metas. New mechanics and masteries. (Small) updates to PvP and WvW. Lots of new gemstore stuff, new legendaries to grind. All of these things, in my opinion, are much more critical to the long-term health of the game than the story will ever be.

So yeah, for us who love story, it kinda sucks that it's been on a bit of a downturn. I'd argue that it's getting BETTER, as Janthir was better than SotO for me, but it's not up to RPG quality, and it probably never will be! THAT'S OKAY.

So yeah, it's fine to complain about it but I think it's shortsighted and a little ridiculous to claim that the game is dying because a few story patches were a little weak, and we should try to remember that we are far from the only people playing this game and there are other aspects of it to be considered.

Also everyone saying they're never buying an expansion again is totally going to pre-order the next one once they watch the first cool trailer, fight me.

[fandomnerd9602]

Laurel Lance/ Earth 2 Black Siren x Male Scarlet Spider (Kaine Parker) Reader? this time with flirty and smut??

Y/N webs Laurel’s hand to a railing…

Laurel: (purrs) mmm kind of hoping you’d web me down somewhere else

Y/N: don’t make it tempting for me Lance. I got a job to do

Laurel: (pouts) oh. No time for me, my little Scarlet Spider?

Y/N: I’ll make time for you. After patrol

Y/N kisses her lips…

Y/N: stick around

Y/N swings off, leaving Laurel all hot and bothered…

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PLEASE BE WARNED THAT THIS COMIC DOES INCLUDE GRAPHIC IMAGES OF GORE, BLOOD, AND ANIMAL CRUELTY SO PLEASE BE WARNED AND MAKE SURE TO READ THE TRIGGER WARNING BEFORE READING THANK YOU ‼️‼️

"innocence"

[lunareclipse06]

Gave myself the guideline of “horror movies that are on my dvd shelf”

So of course, I went with mostly horror comedies

[mitskicentral]

mitski shot by sarahí rosas (2023)

[getagirlie]

Emperor Geta and his laurel wreaths.

[chthonic-kids]

frothing at the mouth over the characters that have been included in the arcana art for hades 2:

daedalus (XVIII - the artificer)

baby icarus (XVIII - the artificer)

chiron (XIII - the centaur)

asclepius (XIII - the centaur, lower left corner)

baby achilles (XIII - the centaur)

actaeon (XIII - the centaur, lower right corner)

naiad scylla (XVI - the enchantress)

[elfroot-and-laurels]

Some very quick anatomy practice with Aislin. God forbid I draw her face consistently.

[airysthinkingbox]

ok so i actually like this fic AND its laurels so. more food for my fellow monarchlings!! word count: 1390

Wemmbu watched as Lifesteal’s best PvPers ran. It’s the first time, he thinks, he’s ever seen any of them (okay, maybe he’s seen Minute run from a couple of fights) actively avoiding a fight. To think that the best PvPers he’s ever known are running from a fight? An objectively hilarious concept.

In any other circumstance.

Because the +100 players chasing them weren’t the funniest.

Most passed Wemmbu by, too blinded by their goal to care. Others got a few hits in on him before realizing he wasn’t their target right now. He knows that once they’ve taken out the best, they were probably coming for him next.

So, Wemmbu does what Wemmbu does best!...

Okay, well, the thing Wemmbu does best is, like, destroying people’s lives, physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually- whatever, but that’s later in the plan. Cross off hacking and exploiting because he’d thoroughly get banned, and Lifesteal needs their people right now more than ever. And explosives while you’re at it, because they don’t exactly have the means.You might be thinking that there isn’t much Wemmbu could do here, right? Not without changing the server’s code, which he was not about to do. And you’d be wrong! Because, minus literally everything else we just listed; Wemmbu has just the skill to help his friends. Being a distraction!

Doesn’t sound the greatest, but they really had no way to fight off 100 players at once- speaking of which, f#ck. They were coming up fast.

Wemmbu quickly threw a wind charge at one of them, throwing them off their path. That gave the person they were chasing- Minute, he thinks?- an extra second to run before they were on his path again. Okay, that’s the reason why this isn’t very high on Wemmbu’s skill list. Whatever- plan B: tunnel it is.

He whipped around, finding the nearest hill and dug into it. See, tunnels were a great way to escape as they were easy to make/easily accessible (unlike chorus fruit, which you can only get after defeating the dragon or by flying machine over the void- whatever-!), easy to find (good for the person you're helping, but also good for the people chasing them), and you could even block them up! And, in a situation like this, that’s all Wemmbu- and Minute- needed.

Really, he didn’t know where he was going, but he stopped until he reached a cave system. Good; you want these- or, something similar- in an escape tunnel. Wemmbu ran back to the start of the hole to get coords, spamming them in Minute’s DMs. He just hoped the other wasn’t too far.. Or dead. That’d probably be worse.

“WEMMBUUU-!” Minute’s panicked voice flooded his senses, but Wemmbu quickly recovered and gestured for him to get over here.

Luckily, Minute listened- or, followed? How would that work- anyways-! All that matters is that now they were both running down the tunnel, Wemmbu blocking their path with the acquired cobblestone. It’d slow the other SMPs down only temporarily, but all they needed was a second to recuperate and properly make a plan if they were going to live to the third day.

They didn’t exactly stop when they reached the cave, but they certainly slowed down. “You good, man?” Wemmbu asked, looking up and down at Minute’s bloodied suit- his blood, Wemmbu realized embarrassingly late. “No major injuries or anything?”

Minute let out a half-meaningful scoff and began walking in front of Wemmbu, letting the other have a good look at his subtle limp. Okay, not good. There definitely had to be a nasty wound there. “So, you’re acting like you care about me?” He shot back, playful accusation in his voice.

Wemmbu rolled his eyes and quickly caught up with the enderian- maybe a bit closer than usual, just so Minute could lean on him if he needed. “I know I’m a great actor and all, but you just got chased by 20 different people- I think I’m allowed to be a little concerned for your wellbeing,” he answered with a scoff.

Minute’s “Okay bro-” was lost in the overwhelming silence that followed. Well, overwhelming for Wemmbu. It’s not exactly fun having watched your best friend get hunted by a pack of bloodthirsty players. As he’d said, he was concerned for Minute. Not as a stupid way to manipulate him like they’d acted out so many times before on different SMPs- actual concern.

“I think my leg might be fractured..” Minute finally spoke up as they got further into the cave, a low, nervous chuckle concluding his sentence.

Wemmbu looked up from his communicator- already messaging the other Lifestealers where they were-, his tail twitching. “You think?” He repeated, tone still slightly concerned. “Because I’ve been watching you limp your way beside me, wondering when you were going to collapse!”

Minute rolled his eyes, a scoff escaping his lips. “Whatever bro, it just- hurts, a lot. Do you think we’re safe to stop here?” He asked, pace already staggering as he wasn’t hiding his limp as badly anymore.

“Yep,” Wemmbu answered immediately, even though he didn’t fully know if that was true. “I already gave the others our coords- hopefully they can come.” He dragged Minute over to the cave wall and leaned him against it, “In the meantime, I’m patching up all of your wounds, okay?”

Again, Minute rolled his eyes, but allowed himself to be propped up. “Don’t make them worse, okay?” He said teasingly. “Unless you, y’know, are gonna betray me again.”

The purple demon laughed, pulling a roll of bandages from his inventory. “Don’t worry, kitten, you’re in good hands.” He wasn’t. Not in a betrayal sense! Void, no. More like Wemmbu barely knows what he’s doing nor has he done it on anybody besides himself before. “Now: shirt, off. I wanna make sure they didn’t fatally wound you, or whatever.”

Minute’s eyebrows raised, but- again- he complied, working on unbuttoning his suit jacket. “I think you just want to see me naked.”

Had the guy not possibly been injured, Wemmbu would have pushed him by his shoulder. Luckily, he was. “That might just be you, dude.” He laughed, unrolling the bandages. “This is gonna be, like, so bad, but it’ll have to do for now..”

Slowly- and surprisingly gently-, Wemmbu started wrapping the bandages around any deep cuts he could see. Fortunately, there weren’t many, but there were still more than he’d ever seen before on Minute. Ideally, he would’ve had alcohol- or even water would have worked- to clean out the dirt and bacteria, but- again- spooky cave with little resources to work with.“How do you even know they’re there?” Minute asked as Wemmbu wrapped the third cut he’d seen, breaking the silence.

It was a good question, considering Minute’s dark indigo-ish, almost black, blood. Wemmbu shrugged, more focused on his task at hand. “I dunno. I’ve fought you long enough to know how to distinguish your blood from your skin, I suppose.”

Again, a silence blanketed their interaction, more comforting than the last. Wemmbu adjusted the bandages until they were snug around Minute, blocking off the bleeding. “Okay, yeah, that should be good enough for now- we should get going.” He said, pulling away and standing up.

Minute shrugged on his dress shirt, throwing his jacket over his shoulder as he too stood up. He leaned more into Wemmbu for support- an action that honestly surprised the demon for a second. “Okay- um-” he checks his communicator, only to see that nobody had actually read his message with their coords- “Okay! So, nobody's coming!” He chirped sarcastically, arm slinking around Minute's shoulders. “We might just have to sneak back to the bliss base by ourselves.”

“Huh..” the enderian hummed thoughtlessly before a smirk tugged at lips. “And, do you know the coords there?”

Wemmbu scoffed, head turning away from Minute to hide his amused smile. “Not in the slightest! Do you, kitten?” He shot back, knowing full well that Minute probably did.

The enderian rolled his eyes, “Of course you don't..” He sighed, pulling out his own communicator and sent the coords to Wemmbu. “They're not far? I don't think so, anyway.”

Wemmbu smiled brightly, humming low with graditude. He tightened his hold around Minute’s shoulders and began to lead the way to the base.