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[jobeancafe]

autumn in New England

[lavenderskye29]

The Stranger: Part 4

@semisolidmind

Sorry this took so long! School and work have been taking up most of my time, so this has been greatly delayed. But Part 5 is done, and I hope y’all enjoy it!

(TW: GORE/VIOLENCE)

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

Re-reading jttw after so many years is wild because my reading comprehension has improved so much. I didn't realize how many gods just straight up lied to the jade emperor and others about swk like bro those peach maiden gals fr said he beat the crap outta them when the mans never laid a hand on them-

[pablohunie1993]

I know I poke fun at the john constantine pink triangle incident but jokes aside i'm genuinely curious what other people think about it. imo it's a great blaring example of how incapable dc is at writing john's bisexuality into a story that doesn't surround corporate pride or getting together with a man.

I tried talking about it once on tiktok (idk what i was thinking either) and a few people defended it saying things like "how else would you explain a blond hair blue eyed man being sent to a ww2 ghetto?"

didn't the joker send him there? was that not reason enough? 'the joker' was kidnapping girls and ordering soldiers around, we can't suspend our belief that she had the power to send a british soldier caught undercover as a nazi away? the pink triangle and 'bunny that doesn't breed' comment was necessary to the plot?

[padmerrie]

THE SNARK

i’m obsessed with the different sides of kotallo’s personality and how he opens himself up to aloy and the gaia gang over the course of the game.  as you get to know him, he’s also getting reacquainted with who he was before he lost his arm.  heck, maybe even before he became a marshall.  it’s just really satisfying to see the changes in him when he truly allows himself to start healing, both physically and emotionally.  in short, I LOVE HIM.   

[sunshineyoujustwait]

max and charles road tripping across america?? who am I. (this idea started consuming my brain approx 24 hours ago and I haven’t been able to let it go since)

the writing process on this one is fast (right now) but it’s still gonna be a long fic so here’s a snippet in the meantime just for fun:

"It's mental," Max says, because he's never really trusted ovals. Feels unnatural, like you're trapped on a hamster wheel, no open road in front of you. "It's amazing," Charles breathes out, eyes lighting up.  Max can see it then; Charles, glorious and unburdened under the midwestern sun. He thinks it'd be something pretty special to watch. Just Charles and a car, nothing else. Nothing but raw speed and a healthy dose of insanity. "You think you'd like to do it?" "Maybe, one day," Charles grins, climbing up the banking.  "You'd win," Max says, and Charles turns to stare at him. "What?" He shrugs, it's the truth. "In a spec series, nothing to hold you back. Of course you'd win." No Ferrari to hold you back.  The comment hangs there, for a minute, itching to be heard. Max swears he can feel a prickle on the back of his neck, like any minute he'll turn around and the ghost of Enzo Ferrari will be standing there, glaring at him under the Indianapolis sunshine.  Ferrari, he thinks again. Just to taunt himself. Like Beetlejuice. He glances over his shoulder, wonders if he's going crazy.  "Maybe I would," Charles concedes, shaking Max out of his stupor. It's reassuring in a way, that Charles hasn't lost sight of his own abilities despite the clusterfuck around him.  He smirks at Max. "Since you're too scared to race ovals." It sounds, in Charles' own complicated way, like a promise. You're the only one that could ever catch me. "I'm not scared," Max protests, though he does glance at the banking under him in suspicion. "I just don't like them." Charles laughs, like he sees right through him.  "You can admit it, we're the only ones here." 

[silketara]

Sooo I drew Seyka 🫡

[thevalleyisjolly]

Dark haired Legolas is something that can be so personal, actually.

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

Love it when speedsters keep pace with their GL's

They slow down to run alongside them because that's their buddy! That's their pal! It's a bonding activity!

And the GL's? They fly lower! BECAUSE THAT'S THEIR BUDDY AND THEY WANT TO FLY BESIDE THEM

[jobeancafe]

autumn in New England

[f1tfballetc]

As the football world mourns your loss, your legacy in the sport will continue to inspire and guide generations to come. RIP, Der Kaiser! 🙏🕊

The f1tfballetc admin sends her deepest condolences to the family, friends and people who worked with Franz Beckenbauer.

[loumauve]

I was two seconds away from changing my heart eyes sunglasses Loy icon into a Nakoa one bc I miss her and I love her and I already changed it on discord, and it would fit with the story idea musings, but then I watched the @novastellaris Burning Shores stream and now it just seems like maybe I should keep it for the time being..

[cidthecoatrack-blog]

Man, just had a thought: what if West Wing was written by Sherman-Palladino of Gilmore Girls? And conversely, Gilmore Girls written by Aaron Sorkin? Both experts in fast dialog. Feel like that would be hilarious to watch.

[thranduilofsmirkwood]

If you have to travel this holiday please have a safe trip.

Whether your home is your Hobbit-hole, a dark tower, or an ancient Mallorn tree I hope it's filled with light, love, laughter, and fun this Holliday Season.

LOVE TO ALL TODAY, AND EVERY DAY.

⭐🌟𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓶𝓪𝓼 𝓓𝓪𝔂🌟⭐

[foibles-fables]

canNOT believe my first completed E-rated Horizon piece is shaping up to be this ship and not another. wonders never cease

[busyfish]

It's weird that even though as early as i can remember having a grasp on what a lesbian was i've like worn that flag pretty confidently, despite having little interest in dating (i've never been on a date in my life) but little by little i'm feeling kind of ready to retire that flag. Even though i'm like not on the extremes of either, i just feel a lot more comfortable identifying aro/ace. lmao, i'm interested in EVEN LESS PEOPLE instead of more. Swerved.