#tumblr works

[padfootastic]

Day 31 - Color

written for @prongsfoot-microfic (tis a soulmate AU this time!!!)

Sirius always knew how his life would go. He came into the world seeing black and white, like everyone else, and he’d go out of it the same way, unlike everyone else.

What, after all, was there for people like him who didn’t have a soulmate out there?

You wretched boy, you don’t deserve one.

Not color, that was for sure.

Unloved, a burden, useless to everyone around you.

And he was okay with it, really. He’d grown up with the finest in life, never wanting for anything (except what a man really needed), perhaps a bit rougher up here and there but intact, in the end.

Who would ever want you?

He’d gotten used to dealing with the pity when he couldn’t identify the color of the sky, the oceans, his lover’s eyes. It was fine, he was fine.

He was unloveable, and the sky was an unremarkable grey and the sun rose in the east. A constant mantra in his heart, etched into his his soul. Unforgettable.

He was fine.

Until he met James Potter. And then suddenly, he wasn’t.

The first time they kissed, starbursts of color branded the inside of his eyelids, making him cry out in pain and agony and such delirious hope that he’d scared James into desperate panic. He could remember hands fluttering around him, helpless to do anything but watch him fight the feeling, even as he was going through the same. He remembered the tenderness with which James kissed his eyelids, his tears, over and over and over again, the entire night.

He could feel the shackles around his heart breaking, slowly crumbling into dust every time he touched James. Could see his mother’s words fade away into nothingness. The orange and pink and purples of the evening sky, the blue and black and green of the oceans, the hazel of his soulmate’s eyes.

Not grey, though, not ever, not as long as he had James.

Sirius never took his colors for granted after that.

[lotrmusical]

never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱

[sylvies-kablooie]

i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.

[dovesick]

endless night

[8pxl]

PSA: Tumblr/Wordpress is preparing to start selling our user data to Midjourney and OpenAI.

you have to MANUALLY opt out of it as well.

to opt out on desktop, click your blog ➡️ blog settings ➡️ scroll til you see visibility options and it’ll be the last option to toggle.

to opt out on mobile, click your blog ➡️ scroll then click visibility ➡️ toggle opt out option.

if you’ve already opted out of showing up in google searches, it’s preselected for you. if you don’t have the option available, update your app or close your browser/refresh a few times. important to note you also have to opt out for each blog you own separately, so if you’d like to prevent AI scraping your blog i’d really recommend taking the time to opt out. (source)

[seenthisepisode]

no offence but the reason tumblr is “dying” is, well, yes, of course the cursed like/reblog ratio and the change in user behaviour (because of people being used to how instagram and tiktok work) BUT also the lack of weekly shows. i say it with my whole chest, they don't produce captivating and engaging stupid weekly tv shows anymore because streaming killed that so you have spikes of activity here when Something happens in general fandom or up to three days after a new season of whatever drops and then it's a wasteland. this is obviously an old woman yelling at a cloud missing supernatural and the vampire diaries and pretty little liars and all these other shows type of post but honestly give me back weekly tv shows where i have something to watch for 40 minutes almost every day of the week after work so then i can read and reblog it on tumblr give it back for the sake of my sanity

[panstarry]

heads up: this games charity bundle was finally approved on itch.io! it opens this friday, april 12th, and will run for a week. all proceeds will go to the Palestinian Children's Relief Fund.

you can check out the bundle on itch.io and follow @vgforpalestine on twitter for more updates!

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EDIT: as of april 20th, 2024 this bundle is now live!!

[tapiocats]

Decay exists as an extant form of life

[housegoblin]

Baldur’s Gate 3: But Make it Cats🐱

[bethfuller]

odysseus and athena

find me on instagram!

[arunneronthird]

[padfootastic]

Day 25 - Braid

written for @prongsfoot-microfic!

The minute Remus saw the braids in Sirius’ hair, he knew it would be a bad day.

If it was just one, or even two, then there wouldn’t be a need to resort to such dramatics but that there were…three, four, five—sheesh who hurt him—six, seven braids in total meant that, well. Either someone was about to die or James was about to combust. Sirius would be doing the killing, of course, because how dare anyone push James to such an edge but that didn’t make any it any better. If anything, it was worse. Remus resigned himself to clean-up duty and damage control for the rest of the week.

Sirius’ hair was like a Richter scale determining the seismic intensity of James’ emotions. Oh, two-three braids? Not that bad, could just be a regular day. Five? Yellow flag. Houston, we have a problem.

A six-seven pointer? Steer clear for there’s either thunderclouds brewing or dangerous levels of brooding going on.

But, anything eight or above? Immediate evacuation. The entire surrounding area is at risk of total annihilation. All of Sirius’ considerable capabilities would be geared towards managing James, leaving everyone else vulnerable.

So when Remus sees the seven braids, tied into an intricate updo, he immediately gathered his things and got up. Better to make his escape now.

But it’s the look on Sirius’ face that made his brisk walk turn into a near run as he tried to get away from the blast radius as quickly as possible.

He sighed in relief as a large explosion rocked the ground beneath his feet the moment he cleared the corner. Thank Merlin.

[egophiliac]

bring back zooterkins, the best 17th-century swear word

I don't normally do Just Characters Swearing, but. ...this kind of wrote itself and then wouldn't leave my head. it comes from both a piece of character-writing advice that has always stuck with me, and also my conviction that Leona is 1000% funnier as a character if his dialogue has to stay G-rated. let Kalim say fuck, but don't let Leona say bastard.

(I'm sorry)

[iphyslitterator]

As of this writing, Goncharov has been added and removed from the Martin Scorsese filmography Wikipedia page 7 times.

[thruflames]

the ineffable husbands as that meme

[thelaurenshippen]

sorry I can't today. I've gotta sit at my laptop and hit a button to make numbers on the boop-o-meter go up. yeah, it's gonna be all day