#ft. mina.

[sanayeon]

BOUQUET (making music video) by MISAMO

[gellavonhamster]

Hello! Do you happen to have a picture of the Harkers pressing their foreheads in the Becky Cloonan illustrated book? (I like that it seems she drew Jonathan's hair changing color)

Hi! Yeah, here it is:

[im-dirtydan]

Hey its me, anxiety

[thephilosophah]

i’m rotating them around in my head but not like in a microwave. like in a washing machine.

[webbyghost]

while thinking up some smaller future scenes fr the dougfic i have made the decision that ft chicken's school colors are red and brown

[celestie0]

https://youtu.be/MrsMui_3jvk?si=M1Jm6hr7iFldnfkn

I just remembered this scene from gossip girl where Serena walked in on Chuck eating out Blair 😭😭☠️ and image this but instead mina walks in on them while he’s literally under the covers ☠️☠️

how did serena not realize a whole ass man was underneath those sheets LOOOL im dead. gojo's too fuckin big to be under the covers without someone noticing. like his legs would be hanging off the bed even if he had them folded LMAO

[fromwilderlandtowesternshore]

in second place for sae's birthday poll was her "having a Nice and Good time in minas tirith"!!

[arisatoarchive]

[babeys1x1]

[fadinglights]

yuna's  frown  deepens,  her  voice  dropping  to  a  hushed  whisper,  even  though  they  are  alone.  "she  really  doesn't  like  me,  does  she?"  it's  not  that  yuna  necessarily  needs  to  be  liked  by  hana,  but  she's  accustomed  to  working  solo  and  has  grown  accustomed  to  effortlessly  winning  people  over  with  her  charms  when  she's  forced  to  collaborate.  "what's  their  deal,  anyway?"  she  already  has  a  few  ideas  swirling  in  her  mind,  awaiting  confirmation. / @ameliiorate

[yallemagne]

My favourite children <333. Don’t tell the others. Okay, can I really say all my favourite children are here? Quincey’s not even on the page. Most of my favourite children, then.

Yeah, I decided to just change Lucy’s hair. She is supposed to look very young but having her hair not all put up made her look too kiddie. Also, this gives me less work. 

Look at these three. I sure hope nothing bad ever happens to break up this friend group. Surely nothing could possibly happen. And yes, Lucy’s standing on a box. 

[minatarly]

closed starter for @harlonvflowers location: an inn by the river mander

mina tarly gazed out the window, watching the bustling town square on which the inn they were staying in was located. they had the best room, though it was still cramped and dark, so unlike the accomodations she was used to keeping. it couldn't be helped. they could not be caught travelling in luxury, olyvar was always saying, and the money she had brought with them was not endless. there would be more when they reached longtable, when they explained everything to seffora and she welcomed them, as mina was certain she would.

they only had to out run her brother first. once they were married, and safe within merryweather lands, there would be nothing he could do, but until then, they remained in danger. they stayed nowhere long, passing from village to village, renting rooms, sleeping in barns, camping out beneath the stars. every day carried them further from horn hill and towards their future.

she knew that harlon would be furious at her for this, would see her as no more than a foolish, impulsive little girl, but she had more thoughts in her head than many gave her credit for. this had all been planned out, every little thing accounted for, from her escape from her guards to the way they’d press harlon and the king to legitimise olyvar. she would not have it said that she was being manipulated into this. olyvar was not some passing flirtation. he was the first man to ever see her and understand.

it was sat at that window, contemplating their imminent success that it all came crashing down. olyvar had caught her up in an embrace, by mina knew the look of tarly men from a mile away, and even the depth of his kisses could not prevent her from noticing her brother and his guards as they clattered through the square. she drew violently away from him, panic overcoming her.

“my brother,” she whispered, as olyvar looked her over with questioning eyes, and she saw the same fear come over his eyes. they were not yet close enough to longtable to claim seffora’s protection, nor were they wed, though they had certainly consummated their relationship.

there were raised voices in the inn below them. mina recognised harlon’s as the loudest among them, and clutched at olyvar, burying her face in his neck as though that would prevent everything from unravelling around them. he kissed her hairline, and they stood there, defenceless, waiting.

it was harlon alone who came through the door, doubtless wishing to keep mina’s so called shame as private an affair as possible. his face was writ with fury, and mina found all words of planned defiance catching in her throat, rendering her mute. the silence hung in the air for a long moment, before olyvar drew gently away from her, starting towards her brother.

“do as you please to me, but if you hurt a hair on her head, i’ll hunt you though the seven hells, you tyrell bastard. don’t pretend you’re any better than me. at least i still have my honesty,” olyvar declared, and with those words the last fragile structures of mina’s world collapsed.

[sysig]

Blue Guy, Big Guy (Patreon)

[varicrux]

' WOO - HOO! you've definitely put your faith in the right girl if you're lookin' for fashion forward advice! so tell me , what's the occasion? AH! please tell me it's for a date!! '

@intcritus | one liner call. ♥

[dontshowthewitch]

When you haven’t gone outside in a week and then your plans are cancelled and you have nothing to do but keep working hashtag not groovy

[incaensio]

Domi: [Caesar] Of course I'd like to know! Oh Domitila, you know I can keep a secret. [Wink] But something that doesn't need to be kept a secret, I must know if you have any favorite looks of the night? Not only do we have tributes to choose from but a phenomenal amount of victors, escorts, other stylist, the list goes on and on!

she laughs, easy camaraderie with a fellow colleague, nay, friend. the topic of fashion is an easy one for her and, truly, in her mind she already has a top ten. but there's a pesky thing called diplomacy in front of the cameras, and she sighs. "you're out to get me here, honey." domitila tsks, gives caesar an accusatory look; then she shifts, as if giving thought. "i'd love to be humble, caesar, but i gotta say something of mine — my dearest enobaria's. doesn't it fit her so well? we all know she has claws, but isn't she also so lovely? so much so we're even matching a little!" laughter comes tumbling out as she shows off her black attire, very much different from enobaria's, but, then, when did she make equal looks?

"outside of my creations, my colleagues from one always deliver. lucky looks so charming, doesn't he? there's the bright spark from three — it's not always we see creativity from one of our finest districts! oh, and four, of course. finnick odair, am i right?" she fans at herself; it's the standard response to the darling of the capitol. "annie cresta, however. a bit gaudy, don't you think?" it's just lingering annoyance. everyone with eyes will be fawning over the ghost from four's body with that skimpy, but interesting, outfit they've put on her.

she's done evaluating clothes now — it's not like there's ever something worth speaking of anyone from the other districts, anyways.