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[shadow0-1]

2023 🥳

[bruisedboys]

I would die for grover underwood btw. If anyone cares

[userdrama]

THE BATMAN dir. Matt Reeves, 2022

[urlocaltransace]

SBRT NATION WERE BACK I’VE GOT YOU AN ART PIECE

practicing with perspectives a liiiiiil bit so uh yeah lolzies :3333 (I can’t tell if I like the background or not,,,, hhhh,,,,,,,,,)

also PRINCESS QUEST MENTION!!!! this game has a whole lot of lore :333333

[ladye-zelda]

HELP IM BREAKING MY OWN HEART 😭😭😭

[toh-infodumping]

Let's talk about Grimwalkers!

Especially this!

So there's number of things right? And we've overanalyzed this section heavily but let's go over it again.

Galdorstone (heart + power).

Galdorstones are the heart of a Grimwalker

And these stones are their power source. What causes "their heart to beat" if you will.

We can gather ^ since Hunter is a powerless witch but is alive. He has "power" but its life rather than magic

In Labyrinth Runners, it's revealed that Graye is looking for them as they'll make good gifts for Belos. Which the fandom took as that Belos doesn't know the location of. Although, Graye only said that he thinks they'll make good gifts for the Emperor. HOWEVER, the theory may still be true as Belos would have probably taken them all if he knew what they were or was able to find the location again.

Which means that Belos most likely got the one that's in Hunter by "trade"

And that! The one in Hunter is most likely reusable as long as it's not destroyed.

Palistrom Wood (Keratin)

Palistrom wood is hard to come by, dying out, and being over-harvested

Although some individuals are trying to replinish them such as the Gardening club at Hexside, the Clawthorne estate, and The Bonesborough Garden. The BONESBOROUGH Garden and even if this garden is the Hexside club it still means the emperor has access to it.

Keratin is- in humans- a type of protein that makes up your hair, skin, and nails. But it can also be found in your internal organs and glands. It makes a lot of sense that this is in hunter as well, he has all this.

Now, Palistrom Wood has another element to them. The ability to hold souls. Palisman are alive. Belos consumes their souls after all. Which means that this element in a Grimwalker is also their soul

You can gather ^ that from this picture too

This is how Belos drew the "Monster" of Palismen souls to the trap in Hollow Mind. By breaking and releasing another soul. The "monster" has to come so the lost soul can be added to the collection.

So genuine question, does Belos consumes the soul of the past Golden Guards he's killed or does he has enough dignity to not.

Stonesleeper Lung

OK! BuT THIS?! How is he getting this?!?!

Not only that but its one of the three main components to making a Grimwalker based off this

The Gladorstone (heart and life), the Palistrom Wood (body and soul), and Stonesleeper lungs (lungs and breathe)

Selkidomus Scales

This isss very interesting. Because I dont even know besides maybe the the eyes.

Bone of ORTET

And this!! The bone of the one that you're trynna clone. The brother. Which, he does have.

And this poor boy is

He's learning it all. Oh what an identity crisis he must be going through.

[chronicowboy]

180 years of searching, and I'm three feet away (from you) | 32k

AKA The National Treasure AU in which buck is a huge history nerd, chimney is a tired tech guy and eddie is just trying to do his job

Dr Diaz's eyes flick from Chimney to Buck and his cheeks flush a pretty pink that Buck wants desperately to taste. He doesn't miss the sweep of his body Dr Diaz does, or the way he averts his eyes when he realises he's been caught.

Chimney nudges him, barely concealing his amusement at the situation, and jerks his head at the two seats in front of the desk.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen." Dr Diaz says as he stands up to greet them.

"Hi." Chim shakes his hand good-naturedly. "Howard Han."

Eddie turns to Buck, and something charged and heavy passes between them before Buck can remember to, you know, be human and shake the pretty man's hand.

"Uh, Evan Buckley. Its n-nice to meet you, Dr Diaz."

"Please," he clears his throat, "call me Eddie."

"Eddie." Buck nods, savouring the weight of the name on his lips.

"Take a seat."

They all sit down and Buck is alarmingly aware all of a sudden just how insane they're about to sound.

"Is, um, Eddie short for Eduardo?" Buck asks, a poor attempt to prolong the time when Eddie doesn't think he's talking to someone who belongs in an asylum.

"Edmundo." Eddie smiles at him, and Buck's eyes catch on a picture of a curly-haired boy with crutches on the shelves behind him. He's quite possibly the cutest kid Buck has ever seen.

Another frame catches his attention then, this one displaying an almost complete set of George Washington's campaign buttons.

"Wow." Buck traces a gentle finger down the side of the frame. "This is a beautiful collection."

"It would be." Eddie huffs. "If I could find the seventeen-eighty-nine inaugural."

"I found one once." Buck murmurs, a plan already forming in his head. He's been told a few times that his love language may be gift giving. Or acts of service. Or words of affirmation. So he's a love polyglot, so what?

Out of the corner of his eye, he catches the bewildered look Chimney is shooting him and clears his throat, blushing deeply.

"You, um," Eddie fiddles with a biro, "told my assistant that this was an urgent matter?"

"Uh, yes, sir." Buck barely resists the urge to face palm. Sir? Maybe he does belong in a fucking asylum. Chimney's never going to let him live this down. "Okay, so, I'll get straight to the point." Buck sucks in a deep breath and summons all the tact he has. "Someone's going to steal the Declaration of Independence."

Eddie blinks, slumping back into his seat. He stares at them blankly but, to his credit he manages not to laugh. He turns to Chimney who only shrugs.

"Its true." He grimaces. "Sounds crazy, but the woman is relentless. She wouldn't let a few hundred security measures stop her."

"Okay." Eddie drops the pen and folds his hands together, resting them on the tabletop and leaning forward in a way that makes his biceps bulge. "I think maybe you should talk to the FBI."

"Been there, done that." Chim mutters.

"And?"

"And they assured us that the Declaration cannot possibly be stolen." Buck answers. "But—"

"Well, the FBI would be right." Eddie's eyes dart to the phone and Buck pleads with the universe for even the slightest chance.

"We're not so sure." Buck leans forward. "However, if we were given the chance, the privilege, to examine the document—" Eddie cocks his head with a frown. "We'd be able to tell you if it were in any danger."

"And what would you be looking for?" He asks, exasperated and a little intrigued.

"We believe," Buck winces slightly, "that there's an encryption on the back."

"Like a code?" Eddie frowns, eyes dancing with mirth.

"Yes, sir." Buck closes his eyes and rolls them at himself. Welp, may as well lean into the crazy.

"Could you clarify?"

"A cartograph," Buck says at the same time Chimney mumbles,

"Treasure map."

Eddie's eyebrows jump halfway up his forehead.

"What my colleague means to say," Buck butts in, "is a map of..." Fuck, there's really no good way to put this. "Hidden items," he clears his throat, "of historic and intrinsic value."

Eddie stares blankly again.

"If it makes you feel any better," Chim whispers, "this is where we lost the FBI."

"You're treasure hunters." Eddie sighs and drops his head into his hands. God, even his exasperation is sexy.

"Treasure protectors might be more accurate." Buck corrects gently.

"Mr Buckley, I have personally seen the back of the Declaration," that really shouldn't make Buck hot under the collar, but he's a history buff, sue him, "and I promise you the only thing there is a notation that reads—"

"Original Declaration of Independence, dated four of July. Yes, sir."

Eddie flounders for a moment and, yeah, its a little disconcerting just how hot someone reciting historical facts can be, Buck can attest to that.

"But no map." Eddie recovers.

Buck bites back a groan and shoots a pained look at Chimney who only shrugs helpfully.

"Its... Invisible."

"Right." Eddie nods slowly.

"And that's where we lost the Department of Homeland Security."

"May I ask what led to your theory on this invisible map?"

"We found an engraving on the stem of a two-hundred year old pipe." Buck answers.

"A Mason's pipe." Chim clarifies.

"Can I see the pipe?" Eddie brightens.

Fuck.

"We don't, um, have it?" Chim offers.

"Did," Eddie leans forward, looks left and right, lowers his voice," did Mothman take it?"

(read on ao3)

[blakesyang]

THEY ARE SO UNSERIOUS I CANT

[borgeslabyrinth]

I bought sumac to make some za'atar and I just tried it..... immediately googling what I can put sumac in because I'm obsessed

[ner0ticmemories]

" .... did you.. wanna go out? " \ @houseofwisteria

[0lympian-c0uncil]

Ares: Hey Apollo, your straight right?

Apollo: Yeah, why? You gay or something?

Ares: No, I'm straight Too.

Ares and Apollo,*cuddling naked on Apollo's bed*: Cool.

[verm1c1de]

anyways, i spent all night classpecting them. i am the most right about efurrything efur

[sincerexsiren]

“Trinity baby- are you okay?”

She didn't answer at first, laying in the lush grass where the treeline met the river. She wasn't sure how long she had been there but she'd made her sacrifice in the dead of night, when everything was calm and still. No one needed her then so it seemed like the best time. But now the sun was up and kissing her skin.

Her hair layout across the green strands of grass, speckled with...dark, now black splatters which might have been red. She had been sure he was out in the river today, probably not coming home for a bit. She knew he needed the salt of the water.

In their many months together, she had managed to keep this from him, shelter him from the worry. Her eyes blinked in a daze, slightly glazed over. When her lips parted they were chapped and stuck together, no sound coming out for a moment.

"I... it's fine." Even those three words seemed to take effort and exhaust her. "I just need a bit to rest."

[123mirage]

[potassium-pilot]

FEAR FEAR FEAR FEAR FEAR

[inaaya-goddess-of-dimensions]

late christmas and new year cards to teach-

what am i meant to do?

head pov- make ur teachers cards,

but it's my holidays and the sooner i get to school it will too late.

head pov- it's fineee i am sure they won't mind anyway it's on the 4th of jan you go back,

maybe you have a point, *gets pencil and starts writing* To..Mr....Marshall.....

head pov- better if you don't put ur actual name in just I+M you know what i mean right?

yes i am not that stupid...or 5 Y/o anymore....