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[zondearts]

Drew Leoneed from @a-crowcats-nonsense Furry!au

I do plan on drawing everyone, but L/n comes first, so erm, the band sillies.

[thatgoddamngingerundercut]

SUGA: Road to D-DAY 230406 - photo 5 HQ downloads here

[wolves-in-the-world]

Goran Višnjić as Nikola Tesla in Doctor Who 12.4, Nikola Tesla's Night of Terror.

image descriptions below the cut

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[1] A still from an episode of Doctor Who, showing Goran as Nikola Tesla in front of Niagara Falls with an audience of men in suits and top hats, only their backs shown to us. Nikola is gesturing towards the waterfall as he speaks. He's a tall, slim man of about fifty in an old-fashioned suit with a tailcoat, pinstriped trousers, a waistcoat and watch-chain. He has a moustache, and brown hair parted in the middle, a few inches long and styled neatly with a bit of a wave.

[2] Goran as Nikola Tesla gesturing towards a device I don't understand well enough to even describe except that it's two corrugated metal cylinders and electricity is arcing between them, blue and dramatic, while he gestures like a magician. His other hand is on a lever, his face obscured by a starburst of blue light.

[3] A close-up of Goran as Nikola Tesla with a lightbulb in the foreground gleaming with warm light. He's looking off-screen and smiling slightly, eyes large and grey-blue, eyebrows raised, creases in his forehead and around his mouth. He's wearing a butterscotch-yellow tie with a wing or tuxedo shirt collar.

[4] A side-on view of Goran as Nikola Tesla bent over a workbench doing something with a tool we only see as a faint gleam of metal. He's bent almost double, intent on his work, a curl of hair falling down above his forehead, his coat gone and his shirt sleeves rucked up to the elbow so that his arms are bare and evidently hairy. The scene's dark, lit only by a candle lamp.

[5] A view of Goran as Nikola Tesla looking at a figure mostly out of view, visible to us only as blonde hair at the side of the screen. Nikola's eyes are a little wide, his mouth slightly open, making him look bewildered, and perhaps wary - I thought of it as his "okay, either you or this situation is bonkers" face. His thumb is just visible at the bottom of the screen, suggesting he's gesturing or fidgeting with his hands.

[6] A view of Goran in a crowded street, no coat, standing almost a head taller than everyone else and gesturing with one hand in a way that signals frustration or defensiveness, his eyes closed, mouth open as he speaks. A few bowler hats are visible around him, and a few of Nikola's companions - Dorothy, a serious-faced woman of thirty or so with tightly curly hair and smart clothing; the Doctor, currently a woman with straight blonde hair looking curiously past Dorothy; and just a glimpse of Yasmin in the background in a flat blue hat.

[7] A side-on view of Jodie Whittaker as the Doctor and Goran as Nikola both paying rapt attention to a glowing green mechanical-looking ball in a dish, with the Doctor pointing her sonic screwdriver at it and Nikola bending down to watch at the opposite side of the desk, hands folded together as if he's fidgeting, intent on her work. The Doctor's in a long light grey coat with a hood, incongruous for the era, and it's clear she'd be a lot shorter than him if he weren't currently courting back pain.

[8] The same scene as before, minutes later - the Doctor only visible as blonde hair in the foreground, Nikola's face transformed like he's realised something wonderful, eyes on the Doctor and leaning forward slightly, or still leaning on the desk. His mouth is open as he talks, his eyes bright, skin creasing faintly at the corners with a real smile.

[9] The same scene as before, seconds later. Goran as Nikola is looking to the side, no longer smiling but serious and thoughtful.

[10] The same scene as before, seconds later. Nikola is looking back at the Doctor and raising his eyebrows in a question at something she said, his forehead creasing, his expression perhaps a little doubtful.

[11] A close-up of Goran as Nikola in a room with warmer and dimmer lighting, his hair coming loose a bit as short curls on his forehead, frowning as he talks to someone off-screen. The angle exaggerates his nose, emphasises the lines around his mouth.

[12] A different view of the scene, zoomed out. Nikola is bent over a worktable beside Yasmin, a young woman with curled hair and a smart navy-blue jacket, and they're looking at each other as though discussing a problem, Nikola folding or rubbing his hands together. The desk of a mess of wires and oddments, lit bulbs in metal cages and what might be the odd green ball from earlier.

[13] Nikola and Yasmin in a very different location, dimly lit, with strange red lights in the background and a green light over their faces. (They're on an alien spaceship.) Yasmin is looking down at the floor like she's stunned, mouth open, and Nikola is holding her arm like he's just pulled her back, but his eyes are on something or someone else we can't see. His eyes are wide, his expression startled and openly afraid.

[14] Nikola and Yasmin still on the spaceship, blurry machinery behind them, but Nikola is almost level with Yasmin now and they're standing close, both looking at a third party off-screen. Yasmin's expression is one of distaste and a little anger, and Nikola's eyebrows are drawn down, expression somewhere between bewildered and worried.

[15] A different scene, different lighting - deep blue in the background, warm light on Nikola's face. It's an odd angle, his head ducked as though looking at something, his expression serious.

[16] A different scene, perhaps daytime with electric lighting, Nikola in conversation with someone off-screen who's clearly shorter than him. His hair's a little disarrayed, eyebrows raised and forehead creased, but there's something of a smile to his eyes and his mouth that gentles it.

[17] The same scene, seconds later, slightly zoomed in. Nikola's eyebrows are lower, forehead still creased and eyes a little scrunched, like he doesn't understand yet what the other person means. There's something tender about it still.

[18] A different room, darker, Nikola grinning while the Doctor is mostly off-screen, just a little of her hair visible, except she's raising a hand for a high-five that he isn't reciprocating. Creases are splayed out from his eyes, deep ones around his mouth, his nose sharp from this angle.

[19] A different view of the high-five moment, focusing on the Doctor as she realises he doesn't know to reciprocate - the high-five wasn't invented yet - and starts to lower her hand. Her mouth is wide open, teeth showing, somewhere between a grin and talking, and her body language is open exuberance. The creases around Nikola's eyes are still very visible from this angle, though most of his face isn't.

[20] A view of Goran as Nikola with his eyes closed as if he's blocking something out, and a look of forbearance and faint frustration on his face.

[21] A side-on view of Goran as Nikola, a shorter man in the background and the TARDIS behind them both, its windows glowing white. Nikola's expression is determined and a little grim, more hair curling messily against his forehead.

[22] A view of Goran as Nikola outside, trees in the background, a blurry blue-white sky and what might be yellowish grass. He's wearing old-fashioned aviator goggles on his forehead, where they're pushing his hair up so it's even messier, and he's looking down at something with a troubled expression.

[23] A view of the Doctor and Goran as Nikola in the TARDIS, the scene awash in electric blue and peach-pink, and no other lighting. The Doctor's leant over the TARDIS controls doing something there and looking back at Nikola, who has picked up some sort of contraption and is looking down at it, expression either troubled or focused. The light on his face is blue, throwing his features into sharp and unflattering relief.

[24] A view of Goran as Nikola in the TARDIS still, the lighting blue, the angle of his shoulders suggesting his hands are on his hips, and his expression now one of open joy. His eyes are large, his mouth open and smiling slightly, soft creases on either side.

[25] A view of Goran as Nikola on the street, looking with his head tilted at someone in the foreground - barely visible, except for the bowler hat. Nikola's expression is tolerant, a restrained smile with narrow eyes, and his hands are probably clasped behind his back.

[26] A view of Goran as Nikola on the street, now talking to the Doctor, only the back of her head visible. Nikola's in the same pose as before, hands behind his back, only leaning slightly towards her now, his expression warm as he talks to her. The creases around his eyes are back, and it's another angle that emphasises his nose.

[27] The same view as before, only now Nikola's ducked his head, almost like he's shy, or needs a moment to collect himself. The creases have gone from his eyes, but the smile's still there at his mouth.

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[fennthetalkingdog]

I'm just figuring out how important music is in my life! This is coming from a long while trying to cut down on my music use, mostly because I was listening to it so much that it felt more like I couldn't do anything without popping in some earbuds, and partially because of other personal reasons. Some of my routines changed, forcing me to not listen to music while doing certain things, and it ended up becoming that besides working on homework or drawing, I didn't listen to music at all. But I've given myself a break today since I have nothing to do and since, for reasons, I'm feeling just a lil crappy today—and boy, I'm starting to realize again just why I love music!!

I love the diverse music taste I've developed over the years! My family is not only big about music but big about listening to it loud, so the majority of my music taste for most of my life has just been Christian hiphop (Lecrae, KB, Andy Mineo, Trip Lee, and ironically Tonex, whose album where he was struggling hard with his gayness has been my favorite concert movie since I was 5) and gospel music (Kirk Franklin, Tye Tribbett, etc.). And music was one of the few connections between me and my race (I grew up feeling pretty estranged from my blackness as a kid, but the popular songs they played at the YMCA in the 2010s were some of the few things I could use to feel more connected) and between me and my classmates/friends at the Y (I still have fond memories of playing FNAF songs in mat forts and reciting lyrics at pool parties). But I got tired of knowing I could never bond with anyone besides family friends music taste-wise when I was in high school, and so I started listening to secular music on my own time. And that's how I first found Ghost and Pals, a vocaloid artist and one of the first secular music folks I listened to as a kid (can you smell the religious trauma yet? Lol), and that's how I bonded with one of my best friends in early college (ironically, also my first time being publically queer). Now I listen to Kpop, anime songs, songs from warriors MAPs, songs from musicals (Hamilton and In the Heights <3), latin songs, metal songs, and even some secular songs young me would've been too scared to listen to.

And music has always been one of my biggest sources of stimming! I can't dance to save my life, but music will sure get me to flick my fingers and hit my fist against my shoulder furiously. Music was one of the first clues that I like stimming with vibration too (since I love laying against the car door and turning up the music loud enough to feel the world shake around me). And music was one of the first things that made me look into ADHD or autism (specifically, listening to Ghost and Pals songs for a month straight and getting my friend at early college [who also has ADHD] to start looking at me funny when I was discovered doing chores and listening to one of three songs for the fifth time). Music is so cool it'll get me to wax poetically. It was one of the things that kept me together during my roughest times and soothed me during my best. I listen to it while I write, while I cry, while I hang out with my friends and family and while I chill by myself. It's how I relax after a long day, and it's how I feel safe. I feel kinda emotional finally having music hit that spot in me without feeling like I need it to do stuff.

[normaltothemax]

Muse bios (and some other stuff) has officially been updated on my carrd!! Go check it out and let me know what you think :D

[kotoyin]

I really really want to get signed off but I'm worried about what my mum will say and what work will do like oh my god why does being such a people pleaser nerf your ability to look after yourself so hard

[lovevalley45]

had to use the careful art of requesting smth so professionally while also trying to convey the vibe of the crying cat meme so they know i'm desperate

[daisywords]

a fun fact about me is that I'm a desktop-only user (the few times I use tumblr on my phone it's been through firefox and not through the app so anyway everyone complaining about ads and different changes and features to the app feels like under-the-ice discourse to me

[bananakarenina]

Fuck it, I'm making my own ask game. Force me to write!

🎄 write 3 sentences for the rulie christmas romcom

🕯 write 3 sentences for the regency romance au

💎 write 3 sentences for the sweet tarts sexy one-shot

🐶 write 3 sentences for the sweet tarts romcom

🎤 write 3 sentences for put on that old song aka the "you married a rodeo cowboy" peterpatterlina au

📚 write 3 sentences for something i haven't named here! (leave the light on, heart like a wheel series, tristan/george nancy drew epic, other unpublished things)

✒️ name a word (or words) i have to use in a sentence

📽 name a character (and a wip if you want), I'll write 3 sentences for them

👗 make me describe what a character is wearing in any wip

[pokefossilclub]

Hi everyone!

My name is Professor Wei Gingko, and I'm here to- well, okay, I'm here because I kept getting into fights on Twitter so I've lost posting privileges on the Sanctuary account. But I'm also here to provide knowledge about Pokemon and answer your questions! I'm a certified Pokemon Professor, though I don't currently work as one; I run a Pokemon Sanctuary specialising in Fossil Pokemon, unusual cases, and smuggled 'mons, and I'm also an archaeologist and historian!

PLEASE refer to the Blog Infomatics post and the FAQ post before sending your asks!

Looking forward to hearing from everyone!

ASK BOX OPEN FOR: Pokemon fun facts; pokemon care advice; personal questions; ghost story requests

[eggs-can-draw]

HHHHHHhhhhhh whyyyy does v3 refuse to downloooooadddddd

[memoriastellarum]

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[cxdemusings]

Alright so having used the beta editor for a bit, I've figured out a decent way to trim threads without needing to delete your partner's response.

Pull up the post to reply

Type your reply(WITHOUT touching the previous reply)

Save it as draft

Go into drafts and click the little scissor icon and make sure the replies you want gone are selected

After that, it's ready to post.

I know they basically made it extra steps for us, and I have nothing but loathing for this system, but at least it works.

I still want to just reply from the dashboard...//sigh

Why does staff hate rolelpayers.

[milubrique]

i can't use tumblr using wifi i'm 🧍🏻‍♀️🧍🏻‍♀️ what

[usodeshou]

tumblr's music player somehow isn't working for me anymore and i'm so sad 🥺

i wanna listen to the songs that people put on my dash and it doesn't let me and i'm just sadly tapping the player with zero reaction 😔

why am i being music-blocked? why does tumblr not want me to know my mutuals?? 🥺

[ryteu]

Wanderings

I.

It feels as though a reckless dream to hope

That joyful good might outlast wretched fear

When shaken even by the slightest wind

Or lost within a darkling, endless wood,

So far removed from the light of the stars,

‘Mid swirling shadows, voids devoid of content;

II.

Yet still remain those means to be content.

Where reason fails, faith rises now to hope

Sustain, by which we trust the shining stars

Remain that form a foil for tears of fear,

Refracting hidden lights to bright the wood

And shine a path to safely wend and wind,

III.

Through which the thicket we traverse like wind.

Among soft-lit leaves again, mind content

With sight of friendly and familiar wood,

It feels less like a reckless dream to hope

That joyful good might outlast wretched fear

And mark our place among the shining stars.

IV.

What wondrous points of light, those guiding stars!

Who at each eve begin again to wind

And whirl their course with no semblance of fear;

That fill both heart and mind with sweetest content,

Enough to nurture nervous, budding hope

Into a new, dark-clustered growth of wood.

V.

In time, those fresh, green boughs of this young wood

Will weave a weathered window ‘round the stars,

Through which they’ll ever climb, inspired to hope

Their golden crowns may with the wand’ring wind

Ascend, fly afar, and sow soft content

In far-off hearts yet fettered, frayed with fear.

VI.

Toward now whatever end, there is no fear

To mar the way; wind waltzes through the wood,

Whistling a tune to make my soul content,

As I sit gazing on the storied stars.

That wayward, wand’ring whistle of the wind,

Through strange place, wailful fate, carries the hope

VII.

That has for me far-off so often shone

Like distant stars, or these little fireflies,

Who now delight my eyes by happenstance.

How many twinkling lights now make the skies

Seem turned from night, and summon forth by chance

The Dawn from the old love she calls her own!

VIII.

I linger ‘til left once more on my own,

My mind made calm by marvels just now shown

To me through little more than fateful chance.

But now I must depart from my fireflies

And wander through a wood with absent skies,

Subject to the strange whims of happenstance.

IX.

And so, driven on by pure happenstance

Along dark roads, I dig for faults to own

While tracing shadows o’er the empty skies,

Convinced that, through such gloom, I shall be shown

The gentle, living lights of the fireflies,

As through cold Fortune wielded sin, not chance.

X.

I wander as I ponder every chance

I missed, wasted, ignored by happenstance;

Consumed thus, I miss more guiding fireflies,

Who wait some time, then vanish down their own

Bright way. Alone, at length, I think there shone

A flash which set me back beneath the skies;

XI.

Miraculous, yet unfamiliar skies!

Was it some act of fate, or happy chance

That I should wander to where now I’m shown

A wonder? Is it truly happenstance?

Such serene lights o’er slow waves none may own;

Here seems no difference ‘tween stars and fireflies.

XII.

So, I’ll take some time to watch the fireflies,

Calm waters, and stars swirling through the skies.

For in their presence, I’m not on my own,

Despite most wicked blows brought on by chance;

There is not one unhappy happenstance

That can undo the beauty I’ve been shown.

XIII.

‘Neath skies of wind or wood while on my own,

No fear now shown of happenstance or chance;

The hope for fireflies or stars gives me content.