#COMMINICATION

[wordsmusicandstories]

Le  donne  del  mio  Vate  –  ☾ LXXXIII☽ 🖋️

Cap 12.  ALCUNE DELLE ALTRE : L’ultima Duse (3) Neppure “l’incantesimo solare” con Eleonora Duse fu esente da tradimenti, come quello con la giovanissima attrice Giulietta Gordigiani, ben presto liquidata perché povera e sostituita dalla facoltosa contessa Mancini. La Duse un giorno venne qui al Vittoriale perché, a quanto pare, voleva fare la conoscenza di Luisa Baccara di cui il Comandante le…

[hotlikepepper]

Mama's In Love

As I’m writing this, I’m feeling some inner turmoil. There’s a battle between my heart and my head, and neither can come to a resolution. I know everyone’s life is different, so not all moms are on the same journey, but I know there’s going to be someone out there who can relate to what I’m about to say. Being a mom and a wife/girlfriend/partner (whichever term relates to you the most) is…

[tom-is-online]

these gay bitches and they damn birdcages

[beardedmrbean]

[seafoamdew]

“Hey, handsome. Nice ride you got there~”

“H-Hvernig ferđu ađ ūessu?!”

(inspired by @bignostalgias translations au)

[moo-savr]

ALL ME FELLAS

[reinoirr]

first george russell fanart what yall thinkin?

based on my own post

[carolperkinsexgirlfriend]

Steddie Upside-Down AU Part 77

Part 1 Part 76

He’s growing – Steve can feel it eating away at the pathways in his brain. He can almost feel the way the connections drop, making way from something else, something more. It’s like he wants Steve to be able to see the paths he’s carving out of his brain so he can.

They’re dark, and winding, and there’s nothing in there at all. Steve’s being hollowed out, for a holy purpose he can’t quite grasp, but he can feel it, coiled cold and hard in the back of his skull, waiting to give him his own divine prophecy. When the time’s right. 

But the time’s not right, and he’s lost in the tunnels of his mind, winding fast, fast, fast through corridors he doesn’t recognize. 

It’s like, double vision. He’s looking at Eddie sitting beside him, twirling his frizzy hair in front of his mouth, but it’s dark, too, and the tunnels are winding. Winding, and empty until they’re not.

It’s not until he sees the man that Steve wonders if he’s looking at something internal at all. Because there’s a man he doesn’t recognize walking inside them. He watches him stumble, he watches him fall. 

Steve doesn’t recognize the man. But, still. Something twists inside as he watches him collapse, He’s supposed to collapse. Steve knows, he can feel it.

But there’s still something pulling in his sternum. He can feel it, sometimes, when Eddie’s looking at him with big, sad eyes. He wants to wring the sadness straight out of him but can’t – he doesn’t know what’s wrong. 

“Something’s wrong.” he says, but he’s not sure if he means the man or the look in Eddie’s eyes, or the way he’s not sure where he is right now.

“What is it, honey?” 

The woman who says it looks frazzled from where she’s kneeling in front of him. He doesn’t know her, but she’s holding Will’s hand. He looks at Will, and his eyes match hers – both wide and worried and trained on him.

“There’s a man,” he says. There are vines circling the man’s wrists, legs, trailing up his neck. Steve rubs his own throat, esophagus convulsing in sympathy pain. And just for a second, there’s a flicker of that same man smiling down at him, settling something over his face, letting him breathe. 

“Where?” the woman asks, at the same moment Eddie asks, “who?” and reaches out his burning palm to clutch Steve’s knee. 

He turns back to Eddie. Eddie who’s touch burns straight through him, who he can feel pulling pulling pulling him in like he wants to incinerate him whole. Steve would let him. 

So, he ignores the woman’s question and focuses on the man. “I don’t know him,” Steve whispers. He’s not sure it’s true, he can still feel the way his warm hand had cradled Steve’s jaw as he breathed life back into him.

Eddie’s boring his gaze into him, like maybe he can scoop out the images and muddle through them on his own. “But he’s in trouble?” 

Steve nods.

The woman stands up with a grunt, hands braced on knees as hauls herself up. “I’ll try Hop again.”

The name twinges. “Hop, Hop, Hopper,” Steve murmurs, looking back down at Eddie’s hand on his knee like it’ll tell him what he’s thinking. Like it’ll make his brain work better.

“What about him?” Will asks quietly. He’s watching the woman pick up the phone, turning the numbers by rote. 

Steve doesn’t know Hopper, but there’s a man with a dirty name plate attached to his dirty chest that reads the same name. “The vines,” he starts, before stalling out, unsure of what to say. “They’ve– they’ve got him.”

Eddie sits up, squeezing Steve’s knee tight, the bite of his fingernails into burnt flesh aching. “Hopper’s who’s in trouble?”

He nods, and sits, watching Hopper struggle, watching Will and Eddie trade looks around him, watching the woman hang up the phone with a sigh.

“Where?” Eddie asks.

Steve doesn’t know. He doesn’t know, but it’s Eddie who’s asking, so he closes his eyes. He closes his eyes and focuses. “There’s dirt,” he says, “and vines, and—” 

There’s nothing else. No discernable features of the landscape he both can and cannot see, but he’s squinting into his own mind hard enough that the back of his skull starts aching like it’s splitting open and that’s when he feels it: a pull.

It’s coming from the back of his head, like a migraine, aching at the join between his neck and skull. He lets his head sway with it, then points with the sway.

He closes his eyes, focuses on the man, and lets the pull take him. 

It’s like walking through purgatory – following the lines in his mind. He’s going the right way, can feel it just as surely as he can feel Eddie’s burning hand on his elbow and Will’s burning fingers on his ankles.  

He doesn’t open his eyes, just walks, and walks, until there’s nowhere to walk anymore.

It’s not until he stops that the implications of the pull yanking him down sink in. He wants to drop to his knees and scrabble at the ground with his nails. But he’s down too deep, and time’s running out. 

He opens his eyes and looks down. There’s a rotten pumpkin under his shoe, foot turning it to mush. Beneath that, there’s dirt. Dirt and vines. Steve points down to it, and looks up to meet Eddie’s worried eyes.

“He’s running out of time,” Steve says, watching both Eddie’s eyebrows furrow, and the way the man’s fingers are still flexing on the vine around his throat, keeping it at bay. 

“He’s down there?” the woman asks, unhelpful in her hysteria. 

Steve watches the reality unfurl in Eddie’s eyes and then looks down at the dirt beneath his feet and watches the man struggle.

People flit around him like ants. He doesn’t pay it any mind. Will and Eddie are here, and everything else is just killing time.

Part 78

Taglist: @deany-baby @estrellami-1 @altocumulustranslucidus @evillittleguy @carlprocastinator1000 @1-8oo-wtfbro @hallucinatedjosten @goodolefashionedloverboi @newtstabber @lunabyrd @cinnamon-mushroomabomination @manda-panda-monium @disrespectedgoatman @finntheehumaneater @ive-been-bamboozled @harringrieve @grimmfitzz @is-emily-real @dontstealmycake @angeldreamsoffanfic @a-couchpotato @5ammi90 @mac-attack19 @genderless-spoon @kas-eddie-munson @louismeds @imhereforthelolzdontyellatme @pansexuality-activated @ellietheasexylibrarian @nebulainajar @mightbeasleep @neonfruitbowl @beth--b @silenzioperso @best-selling-show @v3lv3tf0x @bookworm0690 @paintsplatteredandimperfect @wonderland-girl143-blog @nerdsconquerall @sharingisntkaren

[brokenstar-s]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: QSMP | Quackity SMP Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Fred (QSMP)/Toby Smith | Tubbo, Fred (QSMP) & Toby Smith | Tubbo Characters: Toby Smith | Tubbo, Fred (QSMP), FitMC (Video Blogging RPF), Tarik Pacanhan | Pactw, Phil Watson | Philza Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Hunger Games Setting, Toby Smith | Tubbo-centric, Fred(QSMP)-centric, Toby Smith | Tubbo Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Happy Ending, Everyone Is Gay Summary:

Tubbo stood still, hearing his name echoing over the mic’s speakers from the escort and not really realizing what that meant. What was going to happen. He just wanted to work on his projects-so why was he chosen as a tribute instead?

-

WA02 had lived their life as a tool for the Capital. Perfectly made for their role, loyal to the Capital and Panem. They had been prepared to see the games happen like they did every year-but this year was different. This time, their world had changed; and so had their loyalties.

-

(Hunger games au with Frubbo and some morning crew)

[sapphire-heart-tippy]

"I told you I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to spend a thousand lifetimes with you, plus a thousand more after that..."

(I use he/him and xe/xem pronouns only!)

The quote is from the Good Ending of my fanfic!

There are warnings appropriately tagged in each chapter that needs it!!

[to-dance-beneath-the-diamond-sky]

I’m so fucking tired of having to say that opposing genocide is not in any way a controversial or political stance. And if you think it is, that says far more about you than it does about me

Supporting and fighting for a free palestine or even just saying the words Free Palestine is not a controversial or political stance or issue, it’s a fucking humanitarian one.

Free Palestine 🇵🇸

[jacarandaaaas]

in terms of the encanto council discussion heres my headcanon on how mirabel fits into all this!

we know from the movie she loves helping out and whilst her primary motivation was to prove herself she also just really values her community and loves helping!

Post movie: i feel during the rebuild alma and mirabel had a lot of conversations, we see how alma does trust her in the rebuild scenes and seems to value her opinion! after the rebuild i feel with Madrigals not wanting to be as heavily relied on there’s a change in how the encanto council is! more members! some people not wanting to be there anymore trying to integrate the voices of all generations and not just one! Mirabels still a young teen so I don’t think she’s given any important position I feel she more just offers to help alma from time to time! does little deliveries is asking how the community feels (especially her generation)! i feel like Alma at times might not know how to deal with certain conflicts and would want a fresh perspective! she might ask mirabel for bits of advice on minor issues to try see another way! mirabel is also just very open minded! mirabel of course is happy to help and she’s not overwhelmed by anything as she only helps from time to time still has time to herself to focus on her hobbies, friends and school!

young adult: ok so as a young adult I feel naturally mirabel wants a bit more agency! gonna assume the triplets are in the leadership position at the moment and the council has probably had some adjustments! I feel gradually mirabel is asked more for her opinions maybe even sent out to discuss with the townspeople themselves! i also feel that during this time she would become a council member and be a representative for younger people of the encanto!

adult: as an adult I feel like mirabel is highly valued in the community! they’ve seen how she’s learned a lot and grown over time and feel she’s a great addition to the council! as she’s probably a lot older now I feel the triplets want to step down from leadership position and mirabel would most likely offer to take up that position as she feels prepared now! like Alma she would have her own council but change it around! new ideas new adjustments I feel it’s likely she would want someone younger on the council too so she can get the voices of all generations! I feel she’s very involved in the community and very open minded! She’s willing to listen and wants to help!

I’ve been thinking about this for months lmao and rewatching the movie just fueled it more😭

[cxs-workshops]

Hey can you draw Quinlan popping a button off Avery’s uniform

IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED

[beardedmrbean]

[lasseling]

Rumble CEO Escapes France After Telegram CEO Arrested for Not Censoring Speech

Rumble will not stand for this behavior and will use every legal means available to fight for freedom of expression, a universal human right.

[blufox234isadumbname]

creechur

(the minimes are based on fruits and mostly animals for now, in my hard of hearts you store them like tomogatchis, scooby is banana shark, kitkat is an aplin insp kiwi in an apple shell, slime rbothers are rotten apple bunny slimes (based on thsoe form slime randcher)