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eating-the-inedible · 5 months
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@fear-the-electric-pea every time i see you in my activity i read your url as fear-the-eclectic-pea
and i have to take a second to be like "no brain. those squiglies say electric. the pea has electricity it is not belonging to a class of ancient philosophers"
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cosmicboy02 · 1 year
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Oh yea i forgot that i drew buff Kermit
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idk why I’m sharing my kotlc ocs bc I’m not an oc type of fan but oh well (my ocs are more of just characters I head cannon to exists out there) + drawings I did of them (this is the abridged version dw ur not going to be reading a dissertation on them 💀)
Selma Akhenaten
- She’s a vociferator so she doesn’t speaks much
- her uncle (and favorite relative) is councillor Noland
- her two cousins, aunt and uncle, dad, and younger brothers are all frosters so she really can’t stand them
- the only way she would be “plot relevant” if she was cannon is one time she got paired up with sophie is p.e
- rbf + the fact she doesn’t speak much makes everyone think she is rude and judgmental
- really powerful vociferator but it means she’s destroyed parts of her house on accident
- loves listening to gossip but hates it when people talk bad about the council
- dresses up very nice and elaborately (I just didn’t feel like drawing that
- after fitz and sophie ran off she was the star prodigy at foxfire and was annoyed when they came back
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Baldwyn Mowbray
- a mesmer
- was one of the first three councillors
- he was helping out humans with leprosy (for the human aid program) and ended up catching it himself
- because of his leprosy he resigned from the council
- the leprosy affects him similarly but not the same as humans
- he spends most of his time now skulking around and being emo and wearing face coverings
- was a homoerotic baddie before he became a leper
- friends with Bronte and Fallon (was friends with Fintan and talks to him/refuses to accept he is evil) (I told u he was homoerotic)
- lost all of his fingers on one hand
- is barely functioning
- bc of how hard and painful it is for him he doesn’t allow many visitors to see him (other than Fallon or Bronte) (and Fintan)
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Odelyn Dizznee
- Dex’s (wine) aunt
- a technopath
- the neverseens technopath
- her code name is “vulcana” like “Vulcan” god of blacksmiths
- loves bright pink and would get along w Biana (if she wasn’t part of neverseen and has been for decades)
- the first time sophie saw her was in her neverseen outfit but Dex wasn’t there so no one recognized her and no one put the pieces together for a long time (like until Dex saw her)
- joined during her time at foxfire after Kesler was forced to go to exilium even though he was smarter than most of the school
- started to hate the council because of how talentless people were treated and it descended into her being a (noble)-blood-thirsty villain
- uses human weapons bc they are more effective
- keeps everyone in the neverseen from dying bc they haven’t slept since the dawn of man
- is good at alchemy and buys stuff from keslers store all the time for them (the neverseen)
- the neverseens cook too bc she’s really good at it (but she has slipped devious elixirs into alvars drinks when he annoyed her)
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stickers-on-a-laptop · 3 months
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for the 3 sentence fic thing.... how do you feel about a kageyama + yaguruma mall goth au? (idk if mall goth au is like. A Thing. but I'd be delighted if it were...) 🦗🖤
"Aneki, how does it look?"
Yagumura considered the outfit Kageyama was now sporting before giving him a curt nod.
Kageyama beamed before remembering himself, and the two left the Hot Topic without paying.
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saltedsolenoid · 1 year
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oh maybe overworking myself for a week straight is finally catching up with me. huh
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bluethepineapple · 1 year
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♡ luna
Dean and Luna had an ill-fated sexual relationship while hiding out at Aunt Muriel's after their captivity in Malfoy Manor. They were grieving and lonely, recovering still from the great many violations that were done to them but unable to grieve too loudly because neither the time nor space were theirs. They spent as many nights together in each other's bed, trying their hardest to drive away the nightmares that plagued them.
This was an arrangement they continued after the war - midnight calls when the nightmares got too much. Crashing in each other's houses drunk or high or plain out of their mind exhausted. Their rule was that they do not talk about what happened - that their time together was all about sex and forgetting and nothing else.
It takes a good few years to wean off each other, and even then, the temptation to jump in each other's bed when things got too bad was always there.
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lavenderlyncis · 1 year
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Sorry, I'm about to have a breakdown on the dashboard. I am too invested in eurovision to be chill about this. It's unfair. It's honestly unbelievable. Sweden did not deserve this. Loreen did not deserve this. Yes, I'm not afraid of making this personal. This is a shame for eurovision. I would have been alright with my country being last like always if we only had an actual good winner song. But we don’t. I doubt that this is a legit result. And if it is legit, Europe should be ashamed.
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tlgerpapl · 2 years
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thanks for following me guys i really appreciate it
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“Anyway, that’s every reported eyewitness account of Mothman through ‘68, and that’s just in West Virginia! Haha, but enough about me. Let’s hear about your top five cryptids!” - Dorian ♡
@scxrytxles - TUMBLR TEXT POST SENTENCE ST2RTERS
It takes a split second for Kal's eyes to come back into focus -- oh, he is done? "That's really very interesting, he says, the tiniest bit obsequious, and that's not a lie, because it was, for the first three or so sightings, and he's pretty sure his brain dipped back in often enough for him to have at least a coinflip chance of conversing convincingly on the matter later.
"Me? Ah --" Dorian had had to explain the definition to him a couple of times, and he's still not entirely sure it makes sense -- how many people do you need saying it's not a real thing, exactly? -- but he thinks he has a close enough idea to have a shot at answering. He thinks for a moment, stretching his increasingly stiff neck from one side to the other. Sighs.
Well, he did ask.
"Let's see:"
5. Okay, he has to admit some measure of fondness for the wolpertinger. He admires the opportunity for fraud they facilitate and how much of a pain in the fucking ass they are to catch, they exhibit a wide variety of magical uses, and, fine, their appearance is slightly endearing.
4. Air rods.
3. Illithidi are real, okay? They have infiltrated many sections of mainstream society and they are interested in finding a steady supply of human hosts to plant their parasitical larvae in and they can turn your brain inside out and make you think whatever they like by looking at you the wrong way. Trust him! He went to school with one!
2. Big fan of that thing shaped like a cube that does nothing but tearfully* beg for death even though most of the attempts to do so only injure the person trying to help out. Love its work.
*The tears smell something like balsamic vinegar, are mildly toxic, and ooze out of the featureless grey surface as if it has sweat glands.
1. Every mage worth shit knows that the reality we experience is nothing but an infinitesimally thin layer embedded in a much greater sea, rippling like a sheet dropped into a swimming pool. They know that this greater space exists according to reasonable laws, although some of these work out far too complicated to consciously keep track of.
They know also that one can locate patches where these laws erode, fragments of reality slipping away into some ineffable abyss in a process that sends off shards of dangerously powerful light like the sound of glass breaking.
And the only explanation a sensible mind could come to for this, surely, is that it is going somewhere and that there is something or somethings there breaking bits off, nibbling patiently at the nature of time and logic like a school of fish. He could not possibly comprehend or guess at what these must look like, but they're very pretty.
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xerayn · 1 year
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I threw up earlier after having three (badly needed) cups of coffee and a tube of smarties during a conference that I had to attend after having a rough night's sleep in a hotel (and being extremely thirsty but NO the water had to be disgusting and not quench my thirst) after travelling three and a half hours to get there, and on the way back home (it was two and a half hours tho) sweating and trying not to vomit while pretending I'm ok and saying no I wanted a light dinner. I have a sore throat, a headache, on my period, fluctuating temperature and currently panic revising for exams for three days time.
I'm feeling great :D
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hollyberry06 · 2 years
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Feeling a little weird rn
Me and my mum talked about the Queen dying early afternoon yesterday only to come home to the news that she died, it just just feels so surreal. Like I’m mourning someone I knew but didn’t know. It’s a really sad time for the whole country.
I know everyone on tumblr is announcing “down with the monarchy” and all that, but can we fight it another day? Can we let the people and the royal family of the UK grieve someone they loved?
I don’t disagree, I just don’t think now is the right time for it.
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aaaaaaaaraaaaaraaa · 6 months
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How do you deal with the guilt of the place you escaped from being in the middle of tragedy and destruction and you're too far away to help in any meaninfgul way and going there would only cause more issues than solve them as individual heroism is not needed in time of national tragedy but collective action is
And all you can do is sit in a house far away that is dry and safe while everyone you have ever known is knee deep in mud to actually help and you're just here. Complaining on the internet about not being able to atone for the guilt of escaping. Individual guilt, while people are losing their livelihoods.
Yk.
Yeah anyways im from tuscany donate to the florence/tuscany red cross they need it because italian legislation has fucked everyone who lost everything over
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grandmaburn · 6 months
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Where...
When you left me
I struggled in finding where to put all this love that I still have
I suffocate at the thought of this love having no one to be poured unto
For 6 years, that's the only thing I knew to do
They say, give it to myself
But I do not know exactly how to
I do love myself... sometimes,
But this is the kind of love
That's meant to be shared with someone else..
Now I walk alone, always with a tight chest
Pretending all is fine.
While wandering the unknown
Someone found me
An empty vessel, I can tell
I just hope he doesn't mind
If I secretly give this to him
Until it's all gone
Then maybe I can start anew.
-b
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coulsart · 6 months
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It’s an honest mistake!
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mayloony · 2 months
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Every choice you have made has led you to this moment.
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equestriagirl16 · 3 months
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YALL IM-
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IM LIGHTHEADED IM LIGHTHEADED IM LIGHTHEADED-
Btw his song from my playlist is Defying Gravity by Matt Copley I don’t make the rules💖
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