Shoutout to Bella who worked at in in out who asked me to slow dance at *mormon* prom 2 years ago. I had a gay panic, and you were probably the one that turned me bisexual, and you were rly pretty and made me very nervous but it ended up being really fun. Props to you, and if ur out there ily-maybe in another life, we’re girlfriends.
Just got out of the worst ghost tour in my life. I had to invent an excuse to get us out of it early after THREE AND A HALF HOURS (it was advertised as being an hour and a half) and the guy still had the audacity to ask for a tip
From one (former) ghost tour guide to another…eat shit and die
New project alert! I’m doing my best to recreate the blanket in this illustration from Matt Forsythe’s Pokko & the Drum, which has taken up permanent residence in my librarian heart.
Ok, I recently wrote an essay [here] talking about the definition and duties of civil engineering as well as the ethics because of the brain rot @swordfright gave me with calling Dream Sam’s ultimate engineering project. So, because I actually am a civil engineer I took it upon myself to design the title and summary of quantities sheets just like I do at work for roads but with Dream as the project instead. And in honor of angst day sponsored by @sixteenth-day-event, I figured I’d share it because I feel like it kinda works for the prison of the mind prompt.
“Sam’s “ultimate engineering project” he deemed too damaged like a bumpy road or crumbling building that wasn’t worthy of patching and filling in the cracks or reinforcing, that’s too eroded to be fixed and preserved. So, Sam strived to tear him down to the bedrock so he could remake, remold, and reengineer Dream according to his design for the common safety, public health and well-fair.”
{These are very similar to the actual sheets I make day to day, which I shall not share for the sake of doxing my location, but yea pretty much everything has a significance. Some of it doesn’t necessarily make sense but that was because I was more so taking inventory of what we see in lore (so you know I counted ;) lol)}
He had to stop himself from fiddling with the gold band, so unfamiliar on his finger. Acting the part of a dashing ladies' man for his jobs was one thing, but a doting and devoted husband was another. Especially when it was her.
Based on @ladycrescentvenus’s fic, Lucifer’s 13, for the Greed Island Server card #13, Luck Bankbook 💎
No one tells you how hard it is to stay in character when writing sometimes. These two…they’ve got me like this 🤏
But it’s okay. I’m hungry for more Emilute content so I have to pick up the pen and do it myself even if it’ll be majority angst with sprinkles of fluff.
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Writing my Redemption!Lute Au has been on my to-do list since the episode Welcome to Heaven so I’m praying I can finally make this happen and I hope that I don’t succumb to the perfectionist inside of me because I do think having Lute redeem herself is an interesting angle that I doubt the canon would ever follow.
Also it’s an excuse to make a slow burn Emilute fic and I’d eat dirt for any Emilute content.
patrochilles / fairy tale AU / complete (40k words)
There is a curse. A destiny, as his mother loves to remind him. A war. An unknown future, somewhere out there in the fighting and killing. But here, there is only the sun and the grass and Achilles’s swift feet. Here, there is Patroclus sitting in the shade. Here, Achilles pulls him closer and puts his arms around him, staining their clothes with charcoal dust from sketched out dreams. Patroclus sinks into him heavily. The sound of their breathing is the only thing they can hear, as though the clearing—their clearing— is a shield hiding them from the rest of the world. “Take me with you,” Patroclus tells him at the same time that Achilles says, “Please come with me.”
In the tiny kingdom of Phthia, a golden prince is cursed with invulnerability except for a vulnerable heel. An exile apprenticed to a shoemaker is commissioned by the palace to create a shoe the prince can fight in.
A fairy tale about a curse, a magical shoe, a war, a doomed hero, an exile, destiny, and love despite everything.
First attack of the year!!! This one was for @/marshhie, who didn’t have a tumblr linked, but it’s of his character Sawyer! (Also included is my guy Jay, because they’re both ranger class bad kids additions!)