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[corruptimles]

it’s just a hot food joke

original Pop Team Epic version under cut

which has an absurd degree of context that I’m not going to get into right now

[forgottenarthur]

Aria + Arthur (of course XD)

so i feel like they may have other kids as well, but here're the twins!

Name: Ardghal Varmont Stafford (i feel like what their last name might be depends on whether or not marian's infidelity is ever discovered so ???? but yeah)

Gender: Male

General Appearance: Sporting his mother's coloring and a penchant for gleaming eyes from both parents, Ardghal generally keeps his hair at roughly shoulder length, showing off its natural less out of any particular vanity and more out of his generally distracted air, something which also accounts for his stubble and rather ill-kempt dress.

Personality: Like his parents and his sister alike, Ardghal inherited an adventurous nature, more often up a tree than with both feet planted firmly on the ground as a child. He also sports a keen mind and a general impatience for anything that brings him back to reality, preferring to contemplate the stars with his Aunt Eilia than to attend to any social gatherings or other such 'trivialities,' as he calls them, that his rank might tend to foist upon him. Still, Ardghal has a generous and valorous heart and, like both his parents, wants nothing more than to look out for the people who look to him, even if he doesn't always go about that in the most conventional manner...Charming and brilliant yet stubborn and arrogant, Ardghal always speaks his mind, a fact that has frequently gotten him into no end of trouble, and he doesn't believe in walking away from a risk when its gain is great, making for a somewhat chaotic person when brought altogether, but Ardghal is as determined as they come, and will stop at nothing to leave this world a little better than he found it!

Special Talents: Ardghal can be a somewhat chaotic and mischievous soul, but when he's feeling more contemplative, his favorite pastime is star-gazing and, endowed with an incredible memory and a passionate heart, he knows each of their trajectories and names and routes.

Who they like better: Aria

Who they take after more: Aria

Personal Head canon: When he's in his twenties, a wrong word to a particularly quarrelsome prince at court began a bit of an international accident for which he roundly refused to apologize for some time, (mostly rightly) convinced the other fellow was in the wrong. When he realized how horrified his mother was at the idea of another war, however, without a word Ardghal went to the other prince's tent and, employing all his charm and good humor, managed to not only dissuade the prince from his anger, but also transformed him into a friend for life.

Face Claim: Aidan Turner

Name: Saorlaith Varmont Stafford

Gender: Female

General Appearance: Boasting her father's coloring and her mother's bone structure, Saorlaith is a notedly lovely young woman. She appeares in two ways: the grace of the well-trimmed princess and the aspect bedraggled peasant. Fiercely proud of her home and heritage, yet also high-spirited and direct, Saorlaith knows how to present herself for company, but she prefers to don more durable threads for crashing around the countryside, toting her father's sword, Daybreak, as she is the only person who can persuade him to part with it.

Personality: Born with a questing, curious nature and an unflagging spirit, Aria dreams of adventure and fun, preferring to act almost the knight-errant to the proper princess, though she loves to sing and to dance a very great deal as well. Still, Saorlaith prefers the company of the common folk to her fellow nobles, considering them proud and false, and spends much of her time in the company of those 'beneath' her, traipsing through the countryside in search of fun and truth and justice. With an easy manner and a hardy laugh, Saorlaith knows how to put people at their ease and inspire loyalty, and she enjoys sorting out the problems of others however she can, often traveling incognito so as better to understand the struggles of the common folk, that she might better know how to mend their troubles when she returns to court.

Special Talents: Saorlaith was hand-trained with the sword by her father and is as redoubtable a warrior as any knight, though she was fortunate enough to grow up without a very great deal of need for these skills, something she considered a great shame as a child but grew to treasure as an adult.

Who they like better: Aria

Who they take after more: Arthur

Personal Head canon: Saorlaith is a bit of a practical joker, but her greatest passion is laughter. Nearly inseparable from her twin brother, sharing moments of joy with her family and loved ones means more to her than anything, and she dreams of being able to bring joy to everyone within her care!

Face Claim: Claire Holt

[sincerely-sofie]

*skitters up to you on all fours with a bunch of drawings in my mouth* *drops them at your feet* *skitters away*

enjoy some schizophrenia / psychosis / mental health-based humor.

[levil0vesyou]

Y'know I used to always say I liked kids in person but not in theory (reverse from my feelings towards dogs) but I think I finally realised how to word it more accurately. I like kids as people, but not as a responsibility. I do not trust my ability to take care of a kid even temporarily if there's no well-adjusted adult nearby I can ask stuff and call if anything happens, but I love the passion children have for their interests, their fearlessness wrt breaking societal rules they haven't been forced to learn yet and their curiosity about almost anything that's even remotely interesting. I like children, I just don't like being given responsibilities I'm not equipped to handle

[raayllum]

CAPTAIN HOSTAGE EXCHANGE HAHAHA IM CRYING IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU DRAGONS LMAO

LISTEN I WANTED SOMETHING CELEBRATORY BUT NOT TOO SPOILERY for the first week and figured this was a good in between! Like we won fam - we really won. after two years and 11 months of hoping and praying. we got it. we got our hostage exchange, we got our dark magic use, we got our "i would do anything for you" coming to fruition - and it seems like it's just the beginning. literally just swapped out aaravos for finnegrin i had my head in my hands i was losing my mind. iconic behaviour. always

like never should've doubted you for a second CHET thematically love u sweetie mwah

[karamazovanon]

your art is so amazing i cant stress this enough every time i see any of your drawings i want to rb it 763924 times and go feral

AHHH THANK YOU <333 this ask made my day so in exchange here is a super secret mitya wip that is part of a bigger thing...........

[everliving-everblaze]

cath i am thinking SO hard trying to plan my piece cath i'm gonna EXPLODE. wydm there's only 1 month CATH I'M

[insertmeaningfulusername]

WIP game

rules: in a new post, post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how nondescriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet and tell us about it!

Tagged by @loverboy-havocboy and @mamuzzy-creates-stuff thank you dears 💙💙

on the prowl

Bittersweet QuinFox

Quin getting Fox all hot and wet (he draws him a bubble bath) [this one is a yet-to-be-started project with @mars-attacking who i also tag in this game muahahah]

aro4ace CodyWan

The Real Treasure (Is the Medic We Met Along the Way)

TOP SECRET SHHH [redacted] for [redacted]'s AU

anxiety attack and how to remedy it

hold on to your garters

ordomaze boot worship

Crack cody sees a D for the first time (it's obi-wan's)

ordomaze sparring

echofives get a tooka

Knocking Crossy up

And one more stripper!Din AU

crosshair gets his period

Lil order 66 domino twins fix it

skyrissian sopping wet

And these are just the docs I didn't ban to my laptop after the Gdocs porn ban scare.

No pressure tagging @omaano @sihirbazi @lesbiankiliel @elwenyere @xrdragonix @marbled-polecat @the-starry-seas @catbuir @wolveria @starwarjotta @cacodaemonia @bilbosmom-belladonna

[ragsy]

😇and 👿 for dogmark annnnnnd sloane!

😇- What's their best trait?

Mark: She-... Uh. I think she takes her job pretty seriously, which is. Definitely a good thing. Especially when her job involves rescuing people from certain death. Like, don't get me wrong, she fucking terrifies me, but-... I mean-... I'll still trust her even while scared shitless--

Sloane: He's a nice kid, despite all the shit he's been put through. Seems to really care about doing the right thing. Maybe doesn't do the right thing all the time, and sometimes there isn't a "right thing," but I can tell it really matters to him.

👿- What's their worst trait?

Mark: I-... I think she's way too harsh. Oh and did I mention the part about how she fucking terrifies me

Sloane: Way too jumpy, drives me fucking crazy! I step on a fucking twig and suddenly he's half a mile down the road. Always fidgeting, picking at things, rasping those goddamn claws over things, sit still, christ!!

[allthatisleftinthedark]

5. for one muse to invite the other to spend the rest of the day with them  (Mai and Makoto)

Morning After Starters | accepting | @offrozenmemoirs

The sun's blistering heat beat down on the land, welting the skin of anyone who dared stay in its unrelenting rays. However, Maisie Doscedar was different. She was a child of the fields and pastures, roaming and working in them since she was young.

In a lightweight linen shirt, its sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and a deep purple tunic and brown pants, Maisie tolerated the heat. It allowed for a slight breeze of relief when she wielded her hoe, unearthing the dirt as she uprooted the stubborn weeds that the livestock refused to graze upon.

Despite her prolonged vacation to worldly affairs, she could not shed her dedication as quickly as the chickens and goats could with their feathers and furs. She was already up at the crack of dawn when the golden sun rippled the dark drown of the blue night with a warming orange. Readying herself, she pulled back her hair and left the home without disturbing her family and their guest.

As she dragged her tool through the dirt, it suddenly stopped. She blows a stray lock from her face. With the weight of the bottom of her boot, she pushes it further into the soil. Instead of dragging it over the same piece of earth again, she left it there.

The honored guest of the Doscedar household was a figure of mystery, someone she was still wrapping her brain around. Three months after her recovery from Sidheanholm and an unnatural venture beyond the material plane, she believed that it'd be the end of their exchanges and meetings. As much as she welcomed and encouraged him, Makoto Igarashi exhibited his reclusiveness and dislike openly and firmly. The only explanation that made sense was the winter prince's association with his grandmother, Lady Spring, who the family worshiped. It was still slightly off-putting that your deity's grandson could visit them.

It was even stranger that he decided to stay overnight for the first time. He usually left by suppertime to return to the dwellings of his father's castle; his visits never exceeded several hours, five or six, which meant the gnome allocated her schedule for her guest.

It was difficult to cajole the village elders about Makoto due to his unsettling energy towards the community, including its people, residents, visitors, and traders. However, she managed on the most straightforward matter that the elven-presenting figure was an envoy of Rivera, a commander of the Albarean Duchy's duchy. An enemy of the enemy can very well be a friend, after all.

The faint sound of grass crunching caught Maisie's attention. The man she had in mind emerged from the forest and returned to the opening that connected the woods to the farmlands. His icy blue eyes darted behind his shoulder, staring at the bracket of trees before flickering and staying on her.

Maisie perches her arm on the farming tool, tilting her head to the side. As much as they could spend staring at one another, with that unsettling feeling returning, Maisie spoke up. "Good morrow, 'Koto!" She raises her other hand, offering a gentle wave. "I hadn't realized you were an early riser, too. If you aren't, I hope I didn't disturb your sleep this morning."

With a gesture to beckon him over, Maisie wipes her wrapped left arm across her brow to remove stray sweat. As he approaches, casting a shadow that envelops her silhouette, she warns him, "Be careful with staring, especially at the bovine. They take that as a challenge." She sighed, remembering, "Oren did that when I was a kid, and Ma' had to intervene to stop a bull in its tracks. She was dragged halfway across the pasture before she decided enough was enough and started pushing the bull back. Em and Isi had to take him back to his pen before he could cool off--"

She shakes her head, glancing at his wardrobe. Seeing his typical attire from head to toe, she naturally asks, "Heading home already?" A light laugh escapes her.

However, his answer surprises her. "No? Well, it's not a problem; as long as your folks are okay, you can spend another day here. Though, I need to let Ma' and Pa' know. They have to be as the hosts."

Maisie swings the hoe out of the ground, resting it on her shoulder. "I'm not doing anything special here besides tending the land; if you want some fun, the marketplace is open in town today; you could get something nice for your mother."

[ladiemars]

hey I love your wayhaven girlies! sorry if this is out of left field but i recognized kwon as a Korean name and immediately thought about this pic for ken

YESSSS this is EXACT kinda ken content i want to see on this blog 📸💥💥💥 definitely going in the cursed ken meme collection thank you very much

and oh em gee i have adored alina since i discovered ur blog. i hope THIS isn’t out of left field but:

[freedomarrow]

31. Writer’s choice

"I should thank you for that last battle, Leonardo."

The archer blinks upon hearing his name before turning, forced to crane his neck to look in the eyes of the Hawk King as he approaches him. The words take him a moment to process, but he cannot help but find himself befuddled.

"Thank me... for what?" His voice is quiet, as though expecting a negative reaction. "Didn't I just... kill a bunch of your men?"

"Hm? No, not at all. Were that the case I'd have to hate myself as well just now," the large man huffs. There is a smile on his face, and yet in spite of that, somehow, Leonardo can feel he is absolutely and fully serious. Indeed, the expression vanishes the instant he continues speaking.

"You helped free my brothers' souls from torment." He crosses his arms, his voice falling as he talks of something clearly difficult for him; briefly, his eyes falter, looking away from the archer. "To become a Feral One is torture beyond imagination. It can and will break any laguz out there. It has broken any that met this fate. And then, that wretch would not even let their souls rest peacefully, forcing them to fight for him." He shakes his head. Leonardo can see it, the urge in every muscle of the Hawk King's body, wishing Izuka would resurrect himself just so he could tear him to shreds again. And again. And again - but it subsides as the violent impulse fades from him (funny, they always told us the sub-humans could not do that) and addresses him again. "So for helping me free them from this fate and send them to a peaceful rest, I have nothing but thanks."

Leonardo remains silent for a moment, considering the weight and meaning of his words. It takes a bit before he can think of something that would feel appropriate to reply with.

"... I still don't think you need to thank me for anything, King Tibarn," he says quietly. "I did... what I had to, and what was right."

"To do what's right can sometimes be the most difficult thing of all," the Hawk responds with a good-humored huff. "At any rate, we are all in this together now. Do remember that if you need any help, I've got your back, alright?"

There is something about the other's posture and expression that makes it unusually easy for Leonardo to relax a little. "In that case... there is a favor I'm thinking of that I would like to ask."

"Oh?" The laguz king tilts his head slightly, curiosity visibly piqued. "That was quick. Let's hear it, then."

A light, shy smile creases the archer's lips. It feels like a silly request, a little out of line perhaps - but one he feels he simply must make. "Would you... allow me to team up with you? I'd like to learn more about you and your people. I mean... being from Daein, I've only ever been taught about how to kill your people. I'd like... I'd like to know more than just that."

He is not certain at first what the reaction will be - but then the smile on the Hawk King's face widens, and finally he lets out a laugh, patting Leonardo's back with his wing; a friendly pat, and yet with enough force to make the blond stumble forward a step.

"By all means, kid. I like your way of thinking. So be it! We'll learn about each other together."

Leonardo chuckles as he regains his footing. "Thank you, King Tibarn. Let's do that, yes. It will be an honor."

.

.

.

And perhaps, one day, I will be able to make the skies of Daein safe for your kind.

[ordinarytalk]

In honor of me selling my 2007 Toyota Corolla tomorrow, I am bringing back the viral Fine AF 1999 Toyota Corolla ad, courtesy of the Wayback Machine

You want a car that gets the job done? You want a car that's hassle free? You want a car that literally no one will ever compliment you on? Well look no further. The 1999 Toyota Corolla. Let's talk about features. Bluetooth: nope Sunroof: nope Fancy wheels: nope Rear view camera: nope…but it's got a transparent rear window and you have a fucking neck that can turn. Let me tell you a story. One day my Corolla started making a strange sound. I didn't give a shit and ignored it. It went away. The End. You could take the engine out of this car, drop it off the Golden Gate Bridge, fish it out of the water a thousand years later, put it in the trunk of the car, fill the gas tank up with Nutella, turn the key, and this puppy would fucking start right up. This car will outlive you, it will outlive your children. Things this car is old enough to do: Vote: yes Consent to sex: yes Rent a car: it IS a car This car's got history. It's seen some shit. People have done straight things in this car. People have done gay things in this car. It's not going to judge you like a fucking Volkswagen would. Interesting facts: This car's exterior color is gray, but it's interior color is grey. In the owner's manual, oil is listed as "optional." When this car was unveiled at the 1998 Detroit Auto Show, it caused all 2,000 attendees to spontaneously yawn. The resulting abrupt change in air pressure inside the building caused a partial collapse of the roof. Four people died. The event is chronicled in the documentary "Bored to Death: The Story of the 1999 Toyota Corolla" You wanna know more? Great, I had my car fill out a Facebook survey. Favorite food: spaghetti Favorite tv show: Alf Favorite band: tie between Bush and the Gin Blossoms This car is as practical as a Roth IRA. It's as middle-of-the-road as your grandpa during his last Silver Alert. It's as utilitarian as a member of a church whose scripture is based entirely on water bills. When I ran the CarFax for this car, I got back a single piece of paper that said, "It's a Corolla. It's fine." Let's face the facts, this car isn't going to win any beauty contests, but neither are you. Stop lying to yourself and stop lying to your wife. This isn't the car you want, it's the car you deserve: The fucking 1999 Toyota Corolla.

[leonstamatis]

blaseball fic rec meme!

send me a number and i’ll recommend…

a fic that makes me cry

a fic that makes me laugh out loud

a fic that sold me on a character or ship

a fic that defined a mechanic for me

a fic that i’ve reread more than once

my favorite fic from the discipline era

my favorite fic from the grand siesta

my favorite fic from the expansion era

my favorite fic from post-season 24

a fic about my team

a fic that wasn’t about my team but i read it anyway and fell in love

a fic that sold me on a niche irm

my favorite fic about incineration

my favorite fic about elsewhere

my favorite fic about feedback

my favorite fic about alternation

a fic about an alternate universe

a fic about a canon divergence

a fic about a blessing

a fic about a main character of blaseball

a fic about a little-known player

the fic i’m proudest of (if i’m a writer)

my favorite fic about the vault

my favorite fic about the desert

my favorite fic about the hall

my favorite fic about the black hole

[jonny-b-meowborn]

local girl experiences someone wanting to flirt with him for the first time in her life and panics, more at 5

[raayllum]

me remembering the "are you practicing magic or are you losing to bait at a game of rolly-cubes" foreshadowing actually came back around and exactly how i wanted it to