#tagged because of the ff

[honey-tongued-devil]

↠The last drop tour

| Part 1 | | Part 2 | | Part 3 |

This tour was designed to allow those who write and read fanfiction to finally visualize the Last Drop and have a solid map in hand. Specifically, I created it for a personal need, for my fanfiction Everytime It Rains, which you can read by clicking the title. This is part two, where you can see Silco's office in detail. Welcome back from your favorite guide, and enjoy!

Did you get something to drink? I hope so, because it's really packed in here. So, where did we leave off? We were supposed to enter the office, right? Well, sisters, and bros, and non-binary hoes, welcome!

Let's start from the left; I know it's a bit chaotic, but this is where Sevika used to come to drink even when Silco wasn't around, waiting for him faithfully. All those bottles are hers. The rug is from Piltover, you've probably recognized it, along with the iconic Last Drop glasses. That sturdy piece of furniture you see there, closer to his desk, is his safe. No one has the code except for him, me, and now you (it's 937). Since we're here, I might as well open it.

Face down, there's a photo depicting Vander, Silco, and Felicia on the bridge when they were younger—certainly well before Felicia got pregnant, given the length of Silco's hair. That strange map is a map of the mine tunnels, a relic from his past as a miner. And finally, the LP is "Our Love," ironically Vander's favorite song (as Jinx mentions in Jinx Fixes Everything), as well as Felicia's, Silco's, and Jinx's. It's in the safe because Silco treasures that vinyl so much that he doesn't leave it where it could get destroyed; he keeps it protected.

But let's close it up and move on. Here it is, the iconic desk. Since I'm a generous guide, I'll let you circle around it so you can see it from every angle. On top, there's the map of Piltover with the mug that Jinx made for him, while in the drawer, there's a mask to filter out the gray, the smog of Zaun, and a card that I think was used for blackmail. I can't say for sure, but it seems to be part of the man's shady dealings.

Next to his desk, on the right, there are two doors. They're not accessible, but since I doubt he'd want anyone to have such direct access to his office, in my fanfiction at least, there will be a room behind them with a double bed and some of his belongings.

But let's move on to the last piece! The huge map of Piltover and zaun with which he planned the export of Shimmer and weapons, where he kept track of everything that happened.

If you enjoyed or found this little tour useful, let me know, and feel free to check out my headcanons or my longfic! This tour has come to an end, but I might have material to create more in the future!

[ravenmccookies]

Weird phenomenon I've seen on tumblr

[velvetwyrme]

FUEL YOUR BURNING PASSION!!!🔥✨

A scene which has been haunting me since Flipping Fate Chapter 6! Once again I've drawn stuff for this reader insert fic without including the reader in it </3

I started this back before Chapter 6 was posted, and it's taken me like 7 chapters to finish it. I'm... still not entirely happy with it, but I really want to post it because I'm pretty proud of the perspective and the lineart!

Closeups on the fridge and also the pancakes because I thought they were fun details that get Crunched by tumblr LMAO

Originally I intended for this to have shading and cool lighting stuff, but eventually I gave up on it because I wasn't happy with how it was turning out and looking at it was making me sad :[!!

Also, the lineart on it's own (which I do like!)

[kiwiplaetzchen]

Character Sheet / Student ID

With the help of some cute Gremlins, I was able to create a Character Sheet / Student ID with different designs for each house for your Hogwarts (Legacy) OC/MC!

Please feel free to use it and share your character(s)! :3 💚💙💛❤️

[cosmicredcadet]

All this aroace character shipcourse has proven to me that a majority of people that interact in fandom cannot actually interact with characters and media outside of shipping and genuinely I believe you need to learn how to interact with media outside of shipping.

[1driedpersimmon]

Realized I never put my redo of my old Light warden designs for Kaiien and Sesame :3, now here's a look back into King Titania and Oberon ! Hehe

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The Quest Continues...

(part 1- part 2)

[sunandflame]

Tamtamtammmmmtatammmm yes I came again with a request😞 Op men with a f!reader who moves a lot while sleeping. With a kick in the face during their best sleep or with a partner who somehow turns over to the wrong side of the bed and bites their legs. Yes I want to see you write Mihawk with all my soul and heart, thank you love, respect and farewells

Sleep Assault

TAMTAMTAMMMMM and with that legendary entrance, I bow my head and raise my pen. You want Mihawk? You shall have Mihawk—grumpily, reluctantly, yet somehow devotedly sharing a bed with a woman who sleeps like a drunken ballerina in battle formation.

Warnings: humor, domestic, fluff

Word Count: 370~

Pairing: Dracule Mihawk x F!Reader

crossposted on AO3

The night was silent. The moon hung high over Kuraigana Island, bathing the stone castle in silver. Peace had finally settled in—at least on the outside.

Inside the fortress, a man known across the seas for his unmatched composure and lethal grace lay flat on his back, one arm beneath his head. His long black cloak served as a makeshift blanket, and the only sound in the room was his slow, deep breathing.

Until—

"Gnnnnnhhh—!"

A leg, warm and very much alive, flung itself across his torso like a boa constrictor with boundary issues. Mihawk’s eyes snapped open.

He didn’t flinch. Didn’t speak. He merely exhaled through his nose and waited, staring at the cracked ceiling like a man who had seen battlefields less chaotic than this bed.

You had somehow rotated 180 degrees in your sleep. Your face was now pressed into the headboard, and your legs had declared war on his ribs. He moved your ankle with the delicacy of a man disarming a bomb. Peace.

Five minutes passed. He closed his eyes.

Then— “TCHOK!”

A heel smashed square into his face.

This time, Mihawk sat up.

He wiped his chin, inspecting his hand as if it might come away bloody. “...You kicked me.”

You groaned in your sleep and rolled again—this time back to your normal orientation—snuggling into the pillow like nothing had happened. He stared at you in silence.

For a man who had once been stabbed through the stomach and walked it off, Mihawk looked genuinely wounded.

He lay back down, turning his face away from you, like a betrayed lover in a drama. Silence returned.

Until you, still unconscious, mumbled something incomprehensible, reached for him blindly, and—somehow—bit his thigh.

He jolted. “Woman.”

You blinked awake, drooling slightly, dazed. “...Hawk?”

He stared down at you, expression unreadable.

“I dreamt I was a sea lion,” you mumbled, then collapsed back into sleep.

Mihawk looked up at the ceiling again. It was going to be a long night.

But five minutes later, when your sleep-tangled limbs curled gently around him again, he sighed and rested a hand lightly on your arm. Just a trace of fondness in his touch. The kind that could endure a few bruises.

Or a bite.

Also how frigging cute is S-Snake here? I LOVE THE SERAPHIMS SO MUCH!

[pilinonia]

m...moog...

[strovii]

fantasy au

[honey-tongued-devil]

↠The last drop tour

| Part 1 | | Part 2 | | Part 3 |

This tour is designed to provide those who need it with a complete map of the Last Drop, as well as to help me (and anyone reading my fanfiction, Everytime it Rains) clearly envision the spaces while reading. This tour is incredibly detailed, and I’ll explain both the location and what you’re looking at. Let’s just say I’ll be your personal tour guide! Enjoy!

↠FIRST PART, THE BAR

Let’s start with the entrance! The door is massive, asymmetrical in true Zaun style, made of stained glass and steel. To the right of the door is the Last Drop’s electric meter, while on the left stands the iconic, battered jukebox. In these photos, it looks especially worse for wear because they were taken after the fight between Vi and Sevika.

And we can finally turn around to take in the Last Drop in its entirety! For accuracy, I’ve included both a screenshot from “Jinx Fixes Everything” and an image from Nikolai Lebedev’s ArtStation portfolio.

There are about four fairly large round tables scattered across the central area of the room. The floor is herringbone wood, and the lighting is spread out. While I didn’t take the photos myself, the LED lights are dispersed across the ceiling. On the second floor, you can still spot a yellowish-greenish sign featuring the Last Drop’s symbol, and the “columns” are adorned with blue lights.

If you’re looking for warm lighting, the yellow neon lights and the ones behind the bar are switched on; the cooler lights are positioned along the side walls of the venue.

Before moving on to show you what’s around the main rectangle, I’d like to point out that the staircase to the left of the bar leads to the upper floor. Next to it is a small corridor that takes you to arcade machines and the pool table seen in several scenes.

"What’s on the sides of the rectangle? What do you mean?"

Yeah, I wasn’t sure how else to describe it, but while the public and chaotic section where people dance is the central rectangle, to the right and left of that area are two booths on each side. These booths have fixed tables and heavy curtains that can be closed to ensure maximum privacy.

This is where customers strike deals—we see it in Act 1 when the two Bilgewater pirates threaten Huck. Since the Last Drop came under Silco’s control, the first booth now displays pictures of him (and two other chembarons, though theirs are small and insignificant), commemorating the venue’s inauguration.

So, if you’re looking for privacy, this is the perfect spot.

But follow me—before I take you to Silco’s office, I’ll bring you to another place I’m sure none of you expected to see. Through the door to the right of the bar, there’s a small flat area, perfect for storing spare drinks, followed by a long staircase leading down. But first, we need to grab the key. Silco cared deeply about keeping this place intact, so it’s been locked up the entire time. In the meantime, take a look at the bar!

The key is nailed to one of the planks of the bar—it was necessary to stop here to retrieve it. But let’s not dawdle, down we go!

I know you’d never have guessed, but Silco was an extremely sentimental person. He decided not to touch the little room where Vander and his kids used to live. Instead, he locked it up and let it remain "sacred" in its own way. The room is very small and packed with stuff, so it’s hard to move around. You’ll have to settle for a quick glimpse. Let me jog your memory by reminding you that when Vander talks to Vi and sends Mylo and Claggor out of the room, the staircase Claggor sits on is the same one we just came down.

What do you say—shall we head back up? Taking the staircase on the left side of the bar, we arrive at the upper floor! At first glance, it’s just a mezzanine, as it aligns with the "public" rectangle of the bar below. To the left of the stairs, we have Silco’s office, which I’ll show you in detail another time. Over there, where you now see the barrels, is where, in my story, there’s a door leading to the upstairs area—currently Vander and the kids’ home. That door gets covered during event nights to prevent any troublemakers from wandering into their house. On the right, we have the DJ’s console and more tables for those who’d rather enjoy their drinks in peace than join the dance floor.

The reason I suggest you take a break and grab a drink before entering Silco's office is that there's really a lot to see. Here you’ll find my Masterlist, which includes both Part 1 and Part 2 of the tour.

[foldingfittedsheets]

I have to share a disgusting story.

So our shower drain has been backing up. We do our best to prevent long hairs from going down the drain, but alas, we are mere mortals.

The landlord is really shit about drain stuff and my betrothed is so disgusted by the slimy drain hair gobs that I can’t even talk to them about it.

So today, I screwed my courage to the sticking place and tried to deal with it.

I am not deft. I am not the lesbian anyone calls for help with practical matters. I have no knowledge of plumbing, or drains, or snaking, I only know draino has failed us and our biological residue is preventing the free passage of water.

I unscrewed the drain cap and beheld a monstrous oozey aberration of hair. I try to use toilet paper to protect my delicate fingers from the psychic damage of touching it. This is wildly ineffective. Now there’s dissolving toilet paper making it worse. I siphon off the tip of the hairy iceberg with several feeble attempts but my efforts are wildly inadequate.

Finally. I see a Q-tip in the garbage. And I have an idea. I take it and jam one end into the mass, and I twirl. I twisted the hair wad like the most repulsive spaghetti to ever exist. It was super effective. Huge wads of shampoo slicked hair abominations were ripped free of their metal lair.

After three Q-tips the drain was clear and I was free to wash my hands five times trying to scrub away the memory of what I’d seen and done like I was Lady Macbeth. Out, out damn clog.

[seabeck]

Fucking Bluestacks saves the day again. Can’t believe I have to run an android emulator on my pc to upload photos on tumblr

[carrymelikeimcute]

Just spent £70 I probably can't afford on a chillable 'safe eczema scratcher' because my skin is out of control and I. am. miserable.

[1driedpersimmon]

Uhhh Haursame sesafaunt… something… whatever these two

[businesstycoon27]

friends.....does anybody know any ....yugi atem office fanfictions... pleassssssssssssssssssse or any yugioh dm cowoerkers we should lock them in a cubicle together (there is a saying in hungarian: a lot of good people fit in a small place) >(or something like that)

very important for my survival