#sorry for the delay <3

[of-apollo]

Hi! I would love a ted lasso ship if your still doing them please ☺️

I am super short but it doesn't get me down (only when I can't reach the food in the cupboard 😂)

I'm a bit of a tomboy at heart and love films, music and musical theatre. I have a real sweet tooth and can make a mean cookie.

I am close to my family and a real home body. I am loyal and supportive of my friends and family and the most forgiving person in my family.

Thank you 😊😊

I ship you with Jamie Tartt!

Jamie would 100% tease you for not being able to reach the top cupboards even if he always helps in the end.

I think Jamie would love a tomboy as well. I don’t know why there is just a vibe.

Adores your cookies. He always tries to help you bake but it ends in absolute chaos.

I think Jamie definitely needs someone as loyal and supportive as you, your always there when he needs you and he does the same for you.

Jamie would end up as close to your family as you are, he has a way of wiggling into people’s hearts.

[in-kyblogs]

The dm hints season 2 post is paused due to (eugh) real life responsibilities, but fear not my friends I will resume updating it next week

[redhairedgirl95]

What’s Brandon lucas and Anne’s reaction to stellas baby pics like graces and glasses lol

Stella's baby pics

Her father had photos sprawled just about everywhere in the Palace, but she’d managed to hide the most horrendous ones early on, or she thought she had.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

Eyes wide, heartbeat raced, and not because she’d just come back from her morning run with Brandon. He’d gone straight to his bedroom to take a shower, while she’d decided to stop by to say good morning to her dad before showering and joining him for breakfast. Turns out, he was already having breakfast. With Anne and Lucas. Brandon’s parents had arrived a couple of weeks before to help with the preparations for the wedding. Anne was in charge of Stella’s dress, together with Queen Luna, who occupied her old rooms at the Palace, but wouldn’t spend too much time with her ex-husband if she could help it. At least they were on the same planet, right?

“Good morning, darling.” Radius stood up to hug her, but Stella took a step back, feeling betrayed.

“I asked you to dispose of those.” She said, deadly serious.

“I wouldn’t dispose of your photos, Stella.” The King’s tone was kind, loving, but the Princess turned around and left the room without saying goodbye.

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“May I?”

“Go away!”

Anne decided that was an order she could ignore. Stella was about to become her daughter-in-law, and there were certain matters that needed to be solved, even though she refused to do so. Brandon’s mom opened the door and entered the Princess’ room.

“Oh, Stella!” Anne ran to her, who was sitting on the floor with her back to the bed. She was still in her jogging attire – shoes, sweatshirt, ponytail and all – and she was crying.

The Eraklyan knelt beside her and took her in her arms, holding her tight. “What is it, sweetheart?”

“I … I am sorry …”

“For what, Stella?”

“I … I look hideous. I … I didn’t want you to see me like that.”

Anne put her hands on Stella’s wet cheeks and met her teary eyes. “You would never look hideous, Stella.”

“With glasses AND braces?!” Anne was lying. She had to be lying. “I was the laugh of the school. Of every school I went to!” Until they finally removed her braces and she decided to stop wearing glasses. She didn’t care that she was failing almost every class because she couldn’t see properly. She didn’t care for school, she didn’t need school. She needed to be beautiful, the most beautiful, every second of every day.

So that was the problem. She knew by now that before Alfea, before her second first year at Alfea, Stella hadn’t had much luck with making friends. And all those years of being alone had affected her in ways that haunted her still, sometimes. “People are cruel.” She whispered. “But you were never hideous. You never will be. Never, Stella. Do you believe me?”

“No.” No, of course she said that. She was about to marry her son; Anne couldn’t tell her that she was the ugliest little girl she’d ever seen.

“And me? Don’t you believe me?” They hadn’t heard him enter, but Brandon was standing by the door. Stella looked up at him, eyes wide. She was certain she looked even more hideous than she did in those photos, with her messy ponytail and her face all red with tears. “Your dad has shown me the photos.”

“Of course he has!” She exclaimed and then her whole body was shaken by sobs. “Do you want this back?”

Brandon immediately crossed the room and knelt next to his mom. Quickly, he put a hand on hers, to stop Stella from taking off her engagement ring. “Never.”

Anne was almost as shocked as her son. “Why would you think that, Stella?” It couldn’t be that serious. Why would she call off the wedding because they had seen her old photos …?

“Why?” Why couldn’t they see that? She looked at both. “I was the ugliest kid ever and … and that means I can be that again. I … I still have glasses …” Though she didn’t wear them.

“Then you think us all liars.” It was Anne. Her tone was firm. Angry, almost.

“W-what?” It was her turn to be confused. “N-no. Of course not …”

“But you do. Stella, you are beautiful. You have always been beautiful. With braces and glasses too. and anyone who’s tried to convince you otherwise … they are the ugly ones. Their souls are ugly, and there is nothing more hideous than an ugly soul.”

“But I …”

“If what you’re about to say isn’t I am beautiful, then I don’t wanna hear it!” Anne threatened her and Stella finally smiled. And she cried some more when both mother and son drew her in for a hug.

“My beautiful bride to be. Inside and out.” Brandon added, kissing her cheek. “Who’s in desperate need of a shower!”

“BRANDON!” Anne and Stella said at the same time and a second later all three were laughing.

Lucas and Radius, who were standing just outside the door, smiled.

[eternxlstar-archive]

@xvisionary​​ - continued from here. 

;;~ The Quilin stared at the other before thinking about how to answer his Question. “Wanna go to Wangshu Inn with me, I need to collect a few things from there, and I would love if you could walk there with me.”

[m00nbap]

Kyoungyoon moodboard??

Done, anon!

[stellcrwind]

Diluc stood behind the counter, his sharp eyes catching Lumine’s approach the moment she entered the tavern. As she made her way to the bar, a small, barely perceptible smile crossed his lips, more out of habit than warmth, though there was a familiar glint in his gaze as she addressed him. “Lumine,” he greeted with a curt nod, acknowledging her order with a steady hand already reaching for the glass. “You don’t need to be so formal. Diluc is just fine.”

He moved efficiently, filling the tall glass with grape juice. His motions were smooth and practiced. With a quick flick of his wrist, he garnished the drink with a toothpick skewering a small bunch of grapes, setting it down in front of her with a gentle push. "It's been quite some time since you were last in Mondstadt," he observed, his tone low but not unfriendly, more a statement than a question.

@not-the-darknight

~~ Upon sitting down on the bar stool comfortably Lumine ended up placing her handsto her lap before hearing Dilucs's statement about not needing to address him in such a way. Though it did seem right to her, at the time, Lumine realized her error and spoke up. "Ahh...oops My apologies Ma.. err I mean Diluc, I just got back from Fontaine so I think I might have formality names stuck on my brain." She chuckled nervously. The Angel Share Tavern seemed so lively in the morning, you had your local, Drinkers who seemed to enjoy conversation about the wild Tales of Tyvat and then the more silent customers who stuck to themselves reading a book or gazing in the distance. And Of course, close to the door, you also had the local bard who insisted on telling you a story or two. Lumine let out a soft little chuckle before noticing the drink was done as it was lightly pushed in her direction, the hero, nodded her head thankfully before holding her glass in hand. with the other resting under her chin. Though all her thoughts were put on pause as she heard his voice again. "Yes, it actually has been, I would have been here more frequently but... I've been busy with quests and adventures in other nations, and has it been chaotic." She commented musing. "Actually he reason im back now is I was invited back, umm it was somthing about, a mysterious acitivty going on in Dragon Spine, my guess is it has somthing to do with the Abyss.. but there could be somthing else. Afoot." Now reaching to her side she opened her bag before slipping the letter against the bar top till it was in front of him so Diluc could see that, the letter was addressed by the knight of Favonius. "see."

[star-stable-tournaments]

Best Star Stable character tournament - part 2 round 1

Joe Jarlasson has an action figure of "super Jon" that he asks you to track down.

Bob Jarlasson runs the paddock island race.

[echionx]

@xastarothx location: Lupercal Babyyyy notes: after echo chan got spanked

"You didn't even fight." Echion sharpened his bone across a whetstone before he lifted the sharpened edge and pointed it towards Astaroth, playfully. "You wouldn't have done as well as me, but nobody can blame you for falling short." Demigods could lie as much as they pleased; the spartoi's goal was only to get a mild rise out of the other. Echion's body had already recovered; he was eager to keep fighting; with this adrenaline pumping, the spartoi could say he was feeling more like himself now than he had in months. "Fight me. Nothing would soothe the sting of my defeat quite like besting you."

[kamiraaah]

Malleus going home to visit his grandma only to find Vovo Bucchi has a matching throne right next to Grandma Mal

They need more chairs to have afternoon tea, unfortunately Lady Maleficia has to improvise due to how little time they have available, they both have responsibilities, you know how it is~

Malleus: Wow... Grandma really is incredible.

Lilia internally: HUH??? What the fuck?! A THRONE?!?!?!

[arc4diafm]

you’re invited, JUDE, KORA, & TEDDY ! you have TWELVE HOURS to go to the link on your invite to rsvp to the biggest event of the summer ! ( sung hanbin, goldennahome, yoon keeho are now taken )

( sung hanbin, he/him, twenty one ) it’s about that time of year, JUDE KIM ! even after your ENTIRE LIFE, you never get used to it, huh ? THE BEACH is about to be busier than ever, so visit while you can ! hey, you’ll probably be popular with your TALKATIVE personality, if you don’t scare them off by being GOSSIPY first ! hopefully you get enough time to MAKE FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS before summer’s over, oh ! and don’t forget to add MOSCOW MULE by BAD BUNNY to our summer bash playlist ! i know it’s your favorite. / k, pst, any

( goldennahome, she/her, twenty-three ) it’s about that time of year, KORA DAVIES ! even after your SIX MONTHS, you never get used to it, huh ? THE BEACH is about to be busier than ever, so visit while you can ! hey, you’ll probably be popular with your EXTROVERTED personality, if you don’t scare them off by being RECKLESS first ! hopefully you get enough time to ROLLER SKATING before summer’s over, oh ! and don’t forget to add MASSIVE by DRAKE to our summer bash playlist ! i know it’s your favorite. / p, gmt, she/her

( yoon keeho, he/they, 22 ) back in town, TEDDY HAN ? we’re always glad to see you away from TORONTO, your JOCULAR disposition always brightens arcadia up. if i remember right, aren’t you a ARIES ? it explains your tendency to be a little TACTLESS. will we see you around FAVORITE LOCATION, this much this year ? or are you gonna run off somewhere else to ROLLER SKATING ? either way, hopefully i’ll see you around this summer. / k, gmt+5, they/them

[hedgehog-moss]

Welcome to the great donkey contest of 2024

I must confess that I, once again, forgot the date of the yearly donkey contest, so I had to leave early (I had a restaurant reservation in another town) and have no idea what was the jury's verdict on each of these donkeys. Therefore, you are the jury. It will be heartbreaking, but I will ask you to vote at the end of the post, setting aside the known fact that all donkeys are the best donkey.

There were Poitou donkeys, Berry donkeys, Bourbonnais donkeys, Provence donkeys, Andalusian donkeys, and common donkeys who seemed to have no distinguishing features other than being acceptably donkey-shaped. I can't possibly post all my photos, so I have chosen 4 noteworthy contestants (or 3 and half, one is very small) for you to vote on. I'll add that I only stayed long enough to watch 2 donkeys demonstrate their skills, so in a spirit of fairness I will not mention anyone's job. You won't be voting based on how good they are doing their specific donkey job but on how good they are at being a donkey.

Donkey #1 — CHEWBACCA.

Chewbacca is big, and he has ears. These are his most salient characteristics. Each one of his ears looks like a separate fluffy ferret-sized mammal attached to his head, gently twitching or napping. Chewbacca's hooves are the diameter of a medium pizza and he looks very formidable but he is extremely kind. I know the most pressing question is "Can I scritch Chewbacca's ears?" and the answer is yes, but then he will immediately appoint you ear-scritcher in chief and will look very sad when you walk away to meet other donkeys.

Chewbacca's ears on their own could be enough to let him win Hairiest Donkey in any contest—but he is mixed breed, and there were purebred baudets du Poitou in attendance. Their entire identity is "the hairy one", and giving the Hairiest trophy to another donkey would result in massive spread of existentialism among Poitou donkeys.

(He is not a contestant, as I didn't have time to get a good aperçu of his personality.)

(Same for this shiny black donkey, pictured here canoodling with a Poitou lady—unfortunately I don't have photos of him in motion, but believe me when I say he was the glossiest donkey I've ever seen. When walking or trotting he shone in the sun like a freshly-polished dress shoe.)

Back to our contest.

Donkey #2 — UGOLIN.

Ugolin (who seems to go by "Glin") is a shaggy, gangly teenage boy whose main characteristic is being utterly love-starved. Left unattended, Ugolin would wander about the donkey contest, stopping in front of every child or adult he encountered, hoping someone would love him.

I was initially the only human Ugolin did not want cuddles from, because he was scared of Pandolf and seemed to think of me as his minion. Then I tied Pandolf to a tree and crouched down a few metres away from Glin, unsure if I had a chance now—and after hesitating for about 2 seconds he came over to kiss my forehead. My friend was so touched by this moment that she (somehow) got her phone to turn her photo into an impressionist painting.

"Can I scritch Glin's ears?" Yes. He is desperate for someone to pet his ears.

Donkey #3

—no, sorry, it's Ugolin again. It's very hard to get rid of him.

Donkey #3 — THE BABY.

The baby has no name. The baby has no skills. The baby is not good at anything other than being tiny enough to walk under her mum's belly. In the absence of any other qualifications she was happy to show off what is possibly the most low-effort limbo dance in the world.

"Can I scritch the baby's ears?" No. Big point against her, here. She will, however, come over if you say "awww le petit ânon <3" and let you pet her tiny nose. (More nose photos in this post if you missed it)

Donkey #ah no wait here's Ugolin again

He actually overcame his intense fear of Pandolf to come trap us in his forcefield of infinite neediness! I'm proud of him.

Donkey #4 — MYRTILLE.

Myrtille is in her mid-thirties, and did not come to the donkey fair to demonstrate any particular skills or be admired by us, but because she likes to meet new donkeys. She was not tethered to the rope and yet did not wander around to mingle with humans like other untied donkeys did; she shuffled from one end of the rope to the other like a friendly pensioner at a continental breakfast buffet, making small talk with everyone. It was hard to approach Myrtille (as a human) without feeling like a third wheel.

I don't mean to gossip, but she spent quite a while flirting with the glossy black donkey.

I love her. She's my favourite. I was not able to pet her or take a good close-up photo of her but that's okay. Myrtille is like a tempting rollercoaster at an amusement park that you are barred from by the sign that says "You must have ears THIS long to go any farther." I wish her only good things.

[leenfiend]

what’s ur type first < prev next > full comic

[splat-details]

A fuzzy octo in swim form please

fluffy :3

[eternxlstar-archive]

anomieheld asked: " i don't understand. " Elyon for Venti

@anomieheld​

;;~ The wind song bard had finished the last drop of delectibale whine bottle when suddenly heard the whoes of another ,So feeling curious the Archon found himself Approaching the stranger with harp in hand. 

“What brings such sarrowful expression to such a lovely stranger, tis a sweet day with calm winds to be so sad and Grim... Forgive me sudden intrustion miss but I could not help but notice your a bit puzzled is anything the matter.”

“Or perhaps a soft spoken poem will help wipe those dizzyily thoughts to the side... and help you think clearer” 

With abow Venti smiled. “so what say you traveler?.. Is there anyway I can I help?”

[m00nbap]

Kyungjun moodboard please

Done, anon! Sorry for the wait! ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

[hypazia]

This is my (very late) gift to @aikuinen (thank you very much for the fun prompt and the patience) for the @palestaticexchange.