#i forgot the image id D:

[gamergenia]

[Image ID: A picture of The Hollow Knight's split selves, depicting its shade form and its bodily form. It's bodily self is severely infected, its mask having been split in three. It's shade lacks the injury its body has, and is looking upon itself from the left. End ID]

#gore #body horror #hollow knight #the hollow knight #thk #my art #hk au #i forgot the image id D:

[reaurelynios]

@kikruui's designs because both them and their designs are cool as hell !! go check them out :))

[image ID a digital drawing of sun and moon designs by kikruui. sun is stood slightly taller than moon with one hand by his face and the other stretched out behind moon. moon is slightly hunched over with both hands in claw-like shapes at his sides. the background is purple with a light purple outline around sun and moon. end ID]

#reart #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #fnaf dca #sundrop #moondrop #kik <3 #just they #they're so pretty #i'm genuinely in love with your designs kik <33 #and your art !! #it's so scrumptious #i care you too by the way i forgot to say before :D #also i'm going to be putting image id's on my art now so if anyone has any tips or if i'm doing anything wrong please let me know !!

[octoberarts]

I realised when I do amputee/limb difference characters I tend to make them acquired differences...so obviously I wanted to start diversifying that.

[Image ID: A woman with no arms stands relaxed with a soft smile. She has pink hair in two tiered ponytails, with blue hair decorations in them, green alien earrings, and purple glasses. There is a red heart on her face, and two heart shaped necklaces. She wears a pink and blue puff sleeved shirt with a rainbow patch. She has blue patchwork shorts, and blue knitted leg warmers over pink heart patterned toeless tights, and no shoes. There is a toe ring on her left foot, and she wears a pink heart shaped bag with many pins on it.]

#disability art #disabled artist #my art #i have an oc who lost a leg and a hand #but i wanted to draw one for whom it was congenital #i uhhh rarely draw feet #hopefully my image id is okay #my brain is all fuzzy right now #first time i did this i forgot the pins on her bag! D: #i need to do more non amputation limb differences tbh #hopefully you will see another at some point #as a side note #the colours on my tablet vs mobile gallery vs tumblr mobile somehow all are different #it annoys me greatly ngl

[dailysarachidouin]

perhaps sara, kugie and kanna having ice cream? ^_^

DAY NINETEEN: ICE CREAM DATE (FT. KANNA)!!

[ID: A colored digital drawing of Sara Chidouin, Kugie Kizuchi, and Kanna Kizuchi from Your Turn To Die. The three are sitting in an ice cream parlor in a booth with a view of the window.

Sara is wearing a purple short-sleeved turtleneck with designs of clouds and stars scattered all over. Over it, she wears light pink overalls and a loose, pale purple belt-like strap around her waist. She has ginger hair and violet eyes, as well as freckles and eyebags. She's blushing, one hand covering the bottom of her face as she giggles. There is a pink bowl in front of Sara, holding strawberry ice cream and a spoon. Kugie sits across from Sara, and has her head resting on her hands. She short, black hair that's slightly grown out, the bolt hairpiece sticking out of her hair, and dark brown eyes. She has beauty marks on her face, and she's winking. To the side of Kugie is a pink bowl similar to Sara's, though it holds apricot-flavored ice cream and a spoon. Kanna sits next to Kugie, one hand resting on the table and the other holding onto a mint chocolate chip ice cream cone. has short, green hair topped off with a blue bucket. She has blue eyes and freckles that cover her skin, and a flower earring. She's wearing a yellow t-shirt, a black belt, and blue jean shorts. She also wears white socks and black shoes with straps. Beside Kanna is a foldable white cane with numerous stickers sticking on it.

There is a white table between the trio. They're sitting on pink booth seats. The floor is a pale orange, and the walls are a bright pink. The windows are tainted pink, giving the view of the crosswalk, street, and sky a pink-tint. The author's signature is written on Sara's booth seat, which reads; "Tachi!". End ID.]

#hope we don't mind the longer id today!! :D <3 anyhow. i cant believe gay people are real guys #also figured i should start adding my signature to the image ids again... i forgot for a few days and sorta dropped it :P oops #sara chidouin #sara yttd #kugie kizuchi #kugie yttd #kanna kizuchi #kanna yttd #yttd #your turn to die #kimi ga shine #requested! ★ #dailyrioranger! ★ #daily sara! ★ #19 #described

[silvercrane14]

ask game

abe. your blorbo

Ehehehe ironically Abe isn’t so much my blorbo as a blorbo-in-law however!!! I love him and I will take any excuse to talk about him and Oofuri so ty <3

favorite thing about them

Hmmm,,, he’s a very good Catcher and I think his dynamic with Mihashi really sets the show apart from others.

least favorite thing about them

How he treats Mihashi sometimes. Like I get it, he’s irritating, you have anger issues, but like. The poor guy

favorite line

I don’t remember the exact line but when he was telling Mihashi it was better to smile on the mound instead of looking so cowardly because then the opposing batter will be scared of you

brOTP

Him and Sakaeguchi :) they’re both Vice-captain and they’re both in the same class so. I think they should hang out more :)

OTP

Abemiha. What can I say? It’s kinda practically canon

nOTP

Him and any of the adults of course. I’m also not a /super/ huge fan on him and Shino’oka? I’m more of a Mizutani and Shino’oka guy

random headcanon

He’s fat

unpopular opinion

He needs therapy for his anger issues. Probably not an unpopular opinion but.

song i associate with them

Not gonna do this Bc I’m head empty

favorite picture of them

I think this is a pretty good pic of him. Also him on the bike where it’s the worms eye view of him lennie knows what I’m talking about

#crane answers #ty for the ask!!! #no image id #ask game #also uh. horrible news bestie! I forgot what your tag emoji was D: #Dino ❄️

[copperbadge]

The third and final of the dishes that I cooked today, a few of these (reheated) will be the first of tomorrow's Festa Alla Cinque Cibi, the appetizer course. I make no claims to authentic Roman Jewish cooking in any of this, but these are perhaps the most hilariously well-sourced and yet non-authentic of the bunch: Burik Con Patata, from a recipe in Portico.

Traditionally these are boiled potato mixed with other savory ingredients, wrapped in a crepe-like pancake and pan fried. The recipe itself says that you can speed up the process by using egg roll wrappers instead of homemade crepes, and I love an egg roll, so I said, "That, I will do that." Also IDK if you guys are aware but there is a not-insignificant relationship between American Jews and American Chinese food around this time of year. :D

Anyway I figured if I was going full egg roll I'd make life easy and use instant mashed potatoes. I'm not sure what it says about me that I feel compelled to add that I did at least use like...the fancy instant mashed potatoes. In any case, I mixed them with sauteed mushrooms and caramelized onions, and it made a spectacular filling for a really delicious dish. Like, this might enter some kind of regular rotation for meals in cucina di copperbadge. Although I'm still working out the best wrapping technique. I'll get there.

Tomorrow I'll be frying an artichoke and slow-cooking a beef stracotto as the "salad" and "main" of my five-course feast. For the rest of today I'm going to put my feet up and watch AS Roma try to topple Juventus, cuddle some cats, do my daily Italian learning in Duolingo, and probably have a few more of these burik for dinner because sono molto molto delizioso.

[ID: Two images of burik con patata; I forgot to take any photos during the process. The first photo shows a number of small "packets" of fried egg roll wrapper, mottled with dark brown spots and crispy edges. The second shows one of the burik broken in half, showing the creamy interior of mashed potato, including some bits of onion and mushroom.]

#sam cooks #food #burik #yet another variation on the delicious dumpling #festa alla cinque cibi

[totallynotaraccoonindiscuise]

HIHIHIHIHIHIHI >:D

post lmit: not hit yippee

queue: empty (finally)

my names Casper and i use he/they/bee pronouns!

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random things about me but i made it less messy :>

i ship a lot of different spesifically mlm ships!

my queue is forever full of things so sometimes a post seems outdated but I queued it in the actual day :/

i am a casboy :>

dming me out of the blue is fine but i would like it if you sent an ask first if you're worried ill be uncomfortable!!

i like Minecraft and mcyt

i am transmasc, bigay, and arospec!!

you can tag me in any post you think id like or in tag games!!

i have two ocs, francis and lucas, who are gay and in love and i talk about them sometimes!!

if i reblog something from a bigot/that was reposted/forgot to tag something with a trigger warning please tell me!!!! i swear i didnt do it on purpose!! and im sorry of i reblog an undescribed image aswell i just dont know how to do image ids :/

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#caspers art - is my art tag!!

i plan on opening a paypal for commissions soon!!

heres my carrd for queer microlables

THINGS IVE WRITTEN MASTERPOST IS HERE!!!

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I do lgballt requests!!! 1-10 flags and any accessories you can think of!!!!! Please tell me what flags you would like on which accessory if u send me a lgballt request ^↓^ requests are free!!!! just send me an ask with flags and accessories in it!!! If something you want on your ball has multiple different flag variations please specify which one you want if you have a preference:>>

examples of an lgballt i did here!!

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below this cut is my dni and user boxes for anyone interested:>

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heres some stuff about me so you follow your own dni along with a bit of my own dni :>

• FARTs (feminist appropriating reactionary transphobes) should EXPLODE!! (we use fart instead of terf here its funnier and more correct (they are not feminists))

• i am anti proship

• id rather detrans or forcefem blogs carefully tagged their posts for dysphoria reasons :>

• black lives matter

• sex workers are also human beings

• women are also human beings (INCLUDING TRANSFEMS!!!)

• men are also human beings (INCLUDING TRANSMASCS!!!)

• nonbianary and agender people are also human beings (REGARDLESS OF ANDROGYNY!!!)

• intersex people are also human beings (EVEN OF YOU DONT UNDERSTAND THEM!!!)

• YouTubers are also human beings

• kids are also human beings

• free Palestine

• trans and gay rights are human rights

• war bad. no war for any reason thanks

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for my own memory purposes i have 19 images on this post

[NONE OF THE USER BOXES ARE MINE!! CREDITS TO ORIGINAL ARTISTS!!]

these↓ ones are from @ottomaticangels

this↓ one was from @cyber-therian

these↓ ones are randomly found and i cannot find the sources

these ↓ ones were found off of @lgbtq-userboxes

#intro post #lgbtqia2s+ #lgbtq+ #lgbtq #transgender #trans #queer #transmasc #lgballt requests #lgballt #cw eyestrain #tw eyestrain

[mossy-rainfrog]

Oh, what about Gerry and 13?

💖

[ID: A traditional drawing with watercolor colors showing Gerard Keay crawling out of the Skin Book. He is a pale, thin man visible from the waist up, where his body begins to emerge from the pages in a pool of blood. He slouches forward, his dark hair hanging over his face. He is unclothed and his exposed skin is raw and bloody, with eye-shaped tattoos visible over his joints. Around him, various hands reach towards him, some touching. One is notably pockmarked and holds a zippo lighter. The background is a dramatic dark maroon, and the color immediately around Gerry is a bright red. Text on the image reads: "Choice is just a fable for the weak." End ID.]

13. The Chase - Caleb Hayashida

hi i fully forgot to post this so WHOOPS but this combo was SOOOO fun to mash up. Gerry of TMA and the literal climax of Moby Dick in song form is not a pairing I would've picked but the lyrics are soooooooo tasty when I get real sad about it. Oh Gerry my friend Gerry.

thank you again for the request An!!! :D

#the magnus archives #tma #magnuspod #magpod #gerard keay #gerry keay #tma s3 #body horror #blood #blood tw #body horror tw #horror #ask to tag #described #spotify art ask game #spotify wrapped #accessible art #mossy art #YIPPEE THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY SKETCHBOOK FOR LIKE MONTHS SORRY GLWGKLJWKLG

[feathery-fall]

Greetings, @titters-and-tingles! I have come to provide you with your secret gift for this year. I intended to post this yesterday, but I forgot, so you get it today instead! I hope you enjoy it :D

Image ID:

[A digital illustration of Sun Wukong and Macaque from Lego Monkie Kid on top of a small rock pillar near Flower Fruit Mountain. Macaque is appearing outside of a shadow portal behind/below Sun Wukong, one hand tickling his right side and the other tickling his left thigh. Sun Wukong appears to be caught off guard, his legs coming out of a crossed position, his hands moving to brace against Macaque. Macaque has a mischievous smile, while Sun Wukong has a nervous one and a slight blush. Sun Wukong's tail wags to his right side behind him.]

#squealing santa 2k23 #ss2k23 #tickle art #lego monkie kid tickle #lee!sun wukong #lee!wukong #i wanted to do a little tickle fight comic but i forgot im not great at drawing them LMFAO #i hope this is to your liking though! the background threw me off hardcore. my own fault but still

[michelle-is-writing]

Childhood Friends, Spencer Reid

Word Count: 3.9k~

Walking into the BAU, Spencer didn’t expect a case; in fact, he was hoping there wouldn’t be a case. For the past week, the team had been receiving case after case. Unfortunately, the combination of growing exhaustion and constant sadness caused by each brutal case was starting to wear on the team. However, they couldn’t stop now - they had yet another case.

Sitting in the Bullpen, everyone had their mugs filled to the brim with coffee in hand while Garcia reviewed the new case on the screen. “I don’t know if you guys have seen it in the news, but going by the fact that none of us have had the chance to even get on our phones for five minutes, I doubt you guys have,”

Pointing the remote toward the screen, Garcia pressed the main button as two new images of a burning building filled the screen. “Two buildings a few cities over have been bombed with the first occurring two days ago and the most recent one being mere hours ago. It was assumed that the first building was caused by a gas leak, but with the second bombing and new evidence to prove that there was a bomb present, p-d are starting to think they’re related,”

With a sigh, Garcia flips to the next image of the destroyed buildings. “The current number of deaths is fifty-seven, but the estimated death toll is around seventy since the explosions occurred before most workers got there. Unfortunately, most of those deaths were at the second building with only two survivors being recovered so far,”

The next image shown was that of one of the survivors, a small child. “Cassie Brown, age seven,” Penelope stated, “She’s the daughter of Jamie Brown, the head accountant whose body still has yet to be recovered. Thankfully, Cassie only suffered minor injuries with few bruises and small cuts,”

Garcia then clicked to the next image on screen, and almost instantly, Spencer woke up. “Oh my God,” He accidentally muttered, sitting up in his seat as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Immediately, his teammates noticed his sudden mood change.

“Reid, is everything alright?” Rossi asked, concerned. Despite this, Spencer didn’t answer him, and instead, asked a question.

“Garcia, is the woman’s name ‘(Y/n) (L/n)?’” Spencer questioned, gazing at the smiling (h/c) woman on screen, the photo coming from her ID. There was no doubt in his mind that this woman was (Y/n) (L/n). Granted, it had been nearly a decade since he last saw her, but Spencer never forgot a face - especially that of the person who meant so much to him.

“Yes… how’d you know?” She asked, glancing at him with curiosity. Instead of answering her with the whole truth, Spencer settled on just shaking his head while sitting back in his seat.

“I-I knew her from school,” He murmured nervously, resting his chin on his hand as he anxiously waited for her to say what injuries she had. Spencer did know (Y/n) from school, but there was more to it. Despite being three years younger than him, (Y/n) had practically rescued him when he was at the hand of ruthless bullies.

Spencer could remember the day like it was yesterday. One moment he was walking out of the front doors to his school, and the next he was being taped to the flagpole in the nude. Spencer remembered asking them to stop, begging them to let him down until a brave nine-year-old came running over from the nearby library, swinging her heavy backpack at the high schoolers and successfully hitting a few of them in the face while the rest ran off. Despite being only a fraction of their size, she took them down in only a minute before quickly running over to Spencer and helping him escape his current predicament.

He remembered her giving him her jacket to cover up with and walking him to the principal’s office to report what had just happened. While they headed over there, (Y/n) comforted him to the best of her abilities while trying to calm him down. It was embarrassing to him to be humiliated and harassed so publicly, but she was helping him. Afterward, they’d spend time together when they could, but when Spencer’s education grew faster and faster, they couldn’t see each other as much anymore. Even if he didn’t have an eidetic memory, Spencer would never forget her kindness no matter what.

“(Y/n)’s injuries were a bit more severe as she was found holding Cassie to her - basically, she was protecting her from debris and falling materials,” Garcia explained, Spencer shutting his eyes as an image of (Y/n) in a hospital bed popped up on screen. “A broken wrist, tibia, and collarbone as well as a herniated disc and cuts and bruises like Cassie.”

It was horrifying to hear Garcia say these things. Spencer had been hoping for the moment he would be able to see (Y/n) again, but he wasn’t hoping it would be because of something like this. Unfortunately, internet searches proved useless as Spencer wasn't too tech savvy like Garcia, so he was only left with the hope of being blessed with her coming back into his life through something nice and pleasant. He wanted it to be somewhere nice like a cafe or bookshop - not a hospital or destroyed building.

“JJ, Morgan, go to the bomb site and see what you can find,” Hotch quickly spoke up, standing from the table before gathering his files. “Rossi and Prentiss, you go speak to local pd. Reid, you and I will go to the hospital - I’ll speak to Cassie, you speak to (Y/n) since you know her.”

With Hotch’s commands, everyone dispersed, and Spencer quickly headed out to the hospital with Hotch. It wasn’t long before they walked into the hospital and went their separate ways, the only thing on Spencer’s mind being (Y/n).

Walking down the long hall that led to (Y/n)’s ICU room, Spencer was scared of what he might find. How bad would (Y/n) feel due to her injuries? Would she feel okay enough to answer his questions? Would she even remember who Spencer was?

That last thought scared him, but Spencer knew he’d have to put that fear aside as he entered her room. He was there to solve a case, regardless of their previous friendship, but still, he wanted her to remember him.

Despite bandages covering a majority of her limbs as well as a cast on one wrist and another on her leg, (Y/n) looked beautiful to him. Again, Spencer hadn’t seen (Y/n) since they were both teenagers, but he failed to realize that while he grew into a very handsome man, (y/n) grew into a gorgeous woman at the same time.

As soon as their eyes met, Spencer’s fears left his body instantly. A look of both shock and recognition flashed over (Y/n)’s face as she gazed at the man across from her. “Oh my God…” She murmured, a small smile taking over her chapped lips as she tried to sit up.

“No, no, don’t do that!” Spencer told her, rushing over to gently push her back onto the hospital bed. Now closer, he could see every change that had occurred in (Y/n)’s appearance. Almost ten years altered a lot of things, but one thing that stayed was the natural warmth she carried.

“How the hell are you still alive?” He asked, his voice gentle. (Y/n) only smiled, taking his hand in her hand that wasn’t covered with a cast. Thankfully, most of her injuries were on one side of her body, letting her have at least one arm she could use fully.

“I have no clue,” She answered, her voice quiet, but still smooth. “It’s been a while, Spence,” (Y/n) lightly laughed. Before JJ called him Spence, (Y/n) did. “Now, come here and hug me. It’s been too long.”

Without a second to hesitate, Spencer leaned down and hugged the fragile woman, careful to not hurt her or touch her injured back. During those moments, (Y/n) and Spencer felt like kids once again. It was just like the day they met - except, this time, it was (Y/n) who was being comforted.

Once they parted, Spencer pulled up the nearby armchair and sat beside (Y/n)’s bed, her hand finding its way back into his. Spencer had a big phobia of germs, but at that moment, he didn’t care about that. His only focus was on (Y/n) and finding out who hurt her.

“You remember what happened, right?” He asked, receiving a nod back. “And you were told that Cassie was alright?” Spencer added, another smile taking over her lips as she nodded. A small ‘thankfully’ fell from her lips at the same time as she laid her head back against her pillow, Spencer’s eyes following the fresh bruise that covered a majority of her chest and neck. She probably had some type of debris that fell onto her upper torso while her clavicle was broken.

“Were there any issues at your job?” Spencer asked, “Such as co-workers fighting? In-work relationships that went awry?” He further asked, gazing over (Y/n)’s face and the scrapes that adorned it. At that moment, he couldn’t help but feel a massive surge of protection for her; truth be told, he didn’t mind it.

For a second, (Y/n) thought about his question before realization passed over her face. “Uh, yeah, there was a married couple that was having a ton of issues,” She answered him, “Jamie and Robert were the example couple as to what can go wrong when a couple words at the same job,” (Y/n) explained, shaking her head against the hospital pillow. “Everyone in our office knew what was going on - they would cheat on each other with a lot of the new workers that would come in,” She then shrugged. “It was nothing new.”

“How’d you find out about it?” Spencer asked, resting his chin on his elbow that was perched against his leg.

“I heard about it in the lunchroom a few weeks ago. As far as I could tell, they were both going to pretend that no one on our floor knew about their cheating,” (Y/n) explained, rolling her eyes afterward. “Everyone in the whole building knew.”

Spencer nodded before a question came to his mind. “(Y/n), what made you go down to the first floor? You worked on the seventh floor,” he asked.

(Y/n) gently shook her head as if she were trying to remember. “I couldn’t find my work I.D. anywhere... and it’s the only way I can get on my computer,” she explained, her memories slowly returning to her. “So, I thought maybe it slipped out of my purse when I was stepping onto the elevator. Next thing I know, I’m being stopped by Cassie, Robert and Jamie’s daughter, who’s trying to look for her mom because… because…”

In an instant, her eyes widened. “Robert had dropped her off, and she had no idea how to find her mom,” (Y/n) added, glancing over at Spencer. “And that’s weird because Robert was supposed to be at work today - in fact, he was supposed to be there earlier than me, and h-he was late,” once again, she tried to sit up, but Spencer stopped her. Standing up from his chair, Spencer held his hands to her shoulders without a second to spare, forcing her to relax again, but her panicked state never faltered in the slightest. “Oh my God, is he the one who bombed the building?”

“We don’t know who did it yet,” he assured her, letting her calm down more. She had gotten so worked up over the possibility that her co-worker did the bombing that her heart monitor was nearly shooting through the roof with the suddenly elevated levels. Thankfully, Spencer making her lay back and breathe was the remedy to her state of alarm, and after a few moments of making sure she’d be okay, he sat back down in his chair still watching her. “Let me call my technical analyst and tell her so she can find information on him,” he explained, taking her hand in his for a quick second before standing again to leave the room. “I’ll be right back.”

Immediately, (Y/n) stopped him as she gripped his hand in hers tighter. “No,” she pleaded, Spencer watching as she tried swallowing down her fear. There was no doubt in his mind that (Y/n) was traumatized by what just happened to her, but he didn’t think he would be the person she preferred for comfort. He thought she might want someone she’s close to - not someone she hadn’t seen for a while. “Please, stay.”

Time seemed to fly between the two with Spencer doing as much as he could in that tiny hospital room alongside (Y/n) as she helped answer any questions he had. Meanwhile, Garcia researched as much as she could on speaker with the rest of the team, and in the span of four hours, the bomber was caught. Although, it wasn’t who (Y/n) thought it would be - well, partially. Both Jamie and Robert did the bombing, and the perfect scapegoat for not receiving any suspicion was having their daughter in the building at the time of the bombing; or at least, that's how it played out in their minds.

Despite the case being over in no time, Spencer didn’t return to work, and instead, he stayed in the hospital with (Y/n) as they caught up and talked. Along with sharing stories and achievements, they both heard about the various recovery steps from doctors and nurses that (Y/n) would have to take. Ultimately, it was all disheartening for her to hear. She knew she couldn’t work in her condition - both health-wise and the destroyed state of her job’s building. Plus, she didn’t have any friends or family she could go to and stay with. They all had families and jobs of their own. Besides, who would want to help take care of her?

Well, Spencer didn’t think anything bad of the idea of her staying with him at his apartment. Granted, he wasn’t always home because of work, but he did have that month worth of vacation he’d been meaning to cash in soon. In spite of not fully knowing the grown woman before him, he only knew the little girl that once took her place and took care of the little boy that he used to be. He knew he had to return the favor with the same kindness and care she showed him many years ago.

Surprisingly, (Y/n) was okay with idea. The only thing she protested about was that she didn’t want him to have to take care of her. He responded only with a smile and two words, “I know.” However, he wanted to take care of her anyways.

Time passed between the two, and soon enough, barely two weeks had passed before (Y/n) was living comfortably with Spencer. He took care of her, but she still managed to take care of him at the same time. After the month he took off to take care of her, he went back to work, and every time he came home, he was actually happy to be home. He wasn’t alone anymore, and there was always a pair of ears to listen to him despite his persistence that she didn’t need to suffer from his stories too.

More time passed and both had become so comfortable and close that they were bordering something neither of them knew how to approach. Every time he stepped into his apartment, he was walking into an aura full of warmth, her aura. Plus, with (Y/n) getting better each day, she was able to do things around the apartment that Spencer never had the time to do. In many ways, it felt like he was coming home to something he loved, and when he thought about it, he was indeed coming home to someone he loved.

On the sixth month of (Y/n) living with Spencer, Spencer arrived at a place that truly felt like home after a solving a particularly rough case. Looking around their apartment, he took note of how clean everything looked. Both his and (Y/n)’s things were all dusted and pristine with their combined collection of books organized and neatly stacked on the shelves. Even the coat rack by the door had been straightened up with every wrinkle in each jacket and sweater shaken out and put back on their hooks.

Thankfully, all of (Y/n)‘s injuries healed quite well over time, but the pain from each of them still lingered. Her fractured tibia took the longest to heal, which is normal, but her collarbone and wrist took around ten weeks to heal due to having other injuries alongside them. Many of the cuts she had from the bombed building healed too, but others left scars from how deep the cuts reached in the tissues. Out of all of them however, her herniated disc seemed to get only slightly better while some days it seemed as if the pain was there to stay. This was the case especially on days she moved around a lot, causing the injury to flare up.

Spencer had been gone for a week to solve a case, and when he got back home, he was immediately welcomed into his apartment with the smell of fresh baked cookies as well as the sight of clean floors and counters. Immediately, he smiled, turning his head to look over at the person that did all these things while he was gone. She seemed to be napping on the couch with her legs thrown up on the cushions and her head leaning back against the soft pillows she had picked out for the fall season. He couldn’t say no to her when she picked out the glittery pumpkin adorned throw pillows during one of their shopping trips. He couldn’t say no to her on anything really. The time they had spent together with her living with him had only made their bond stronger, and at the same time, their mutual feelings grew as well.

Walking closer to the couch, he stopped beside her legs and gently tapped them to bring her out of her slumber. Waking up with a little stir, (Y/n) relaxed immediately once she saw Spencer beside her. Greeting him with a sleepy hello, (Y/n) watched as he lifted her legs off the couch before sitting down and resting her legs against his lap. “What all did you do today?” He asked, her eyes staying on him the whole time.

“Not a lot,” she murmured, not wanting to divulge too much. However, Spencer knew better and asked her again. “I didn’t do too much,” she clarified, “I, uh, cleaned the kitchen, made some cookies, did a couple loads of laundry,” As the words fell out (Y/n)’s lips, she realized just how much she had done today and why her back was starting to sends sparks of pain to her. Looking back at Spencer, she gave him a tight smile. “I’m just tired, that’s all.”

Without a second to spare, Spencer sighed in concern. “You overdid it, didn’t you?” He asked, already knowing the answer to his question.

“Spencer, I’m okay, it’s just my back that’s bothering me,” once again, (Y/n) tried to avoid stressing out Spencer over her, but Spencer wasn’t phased. He tried to get up, saying how her bed would be much better for her, but (Y/n) stopped him, leaning forward and putting a hand on his arm to make him stay put on the couch. “I’m okay.”

He heard her words, but they didn’t immediately calm him down. Instead, he struggled with himself over doing something to help her, ultimately giving up before sighing. “I don’t know how you’re staying so resilient in all of this,” Spencer confessed, moving to rub his thumb against the soft skin of her hand. Looking over at her, his brown eyes gazed over her face as his lips moved to the side in thought. “You’re so strong in all of this, and it amazes me.”

In response to his words, (Y/n) smiled before taking his hand into hers and giving it a light squeeze. “I was taught how to be strong by the strongest person I know,” She told him, her thumb running over the pale skin covering his bony hands. “His mom was right,” (Y/n) thought to herself, “he doesn’t eat enough.”

Her words made him look down and smile, thinking about what his response should be. Should his response be a question over how exactly he was the strongest person she knew? Or should his response be a comment about how he felt the same way - only it was her who was the strongest person he knew. For once, Spencer didn’t know what to say or do, so, he did the thing that he had been wanting to do ever since he was reunited with her.

Without a second to spare, Spencer leaned over and pressed his lips to hers in a soft and sweet manner. His hand lightly grasped her shin while the other moved to rest against her cheek, letting her feel totally and absolutely complete. In that moment, (Y/n) reciprocated his actions and did the one thing she had been wanting to do as well. Although both were timid at first, they gradually moved into one another’s hold with their lips never parting. It wasn’t until (Y/n) leaned forward once more that she pulled away with a hiss as her back resumed twinging in pain.

“Oh no, are you okay?” Spencer asked, concerned that he hurt her. She only smiled and nodded at him, letting out a small sigh.

“Yes, I am,” (Y/n) assured him, “well, now that you’re not kissing me, actually, I could be better,” Her comment made Spencer smile before letting out a laugh. “It’s better for my back.”

He grinned at her excuse and shook his head before leaning down and resuming kissing her, her hands now running through his hair as his rested beside her head so he could hover above her. After a few moments, they parted, and Spencer simply adjusted himself before lying his head down against her chest and sighing. “I’m glad we both feel the same.”

(Y/n) grinned at his words. “I am too,” she murmured, closing her eyes in a state of peace. “I’m so glad you remembered me. As soon as I saw you, I immediately knew you were my Spence, all except for the tall body you have now, of course- that was kind of a shocker,” as soon as the words left her lips, they both laughed before Spencer leaned up once more and kissed her.

“Well, the tall body is kind of good thing. I wouldn’t be able to help you as much as I do,” Spencer explained, staring down into (Y/n)’s face as she relaxed. Although, he didn’t know how she could be so relaxed - literally half of his body was on top of hers.

“I know, and I owe you so much for all of it,” she responded, finally opening her eyes to find his face now above hers. She smiled. “Seriously, I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.”

Spencer smiled back. “I don’t know what I would’ve done without you either.”

#spencer reid x reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid imagines #spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid x y/n #criminal minds #criminal minds fandom #spencer reid blurb #spencer reid hc #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds imagines #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds oneshot

[peapodsinspace]

golden wind inspired nails…

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I did these earlier :] !! They didn’t turn out quite as good as I hoped but still very fun to do!

Here’s the nails + the character they’re based on in order!!!

Left pinkie: diavolo

Left ring: mista

Left middle: polnareff

Left index: trish

Left thumb: coco jumbo

Right thumb: giorno

Right index: narancia

Right middle: fugo

Right ring: abbachio

Right pinkie: bruno

that’s a lot of text D:

Notes here: I accidentally made the Diavolo spots purple instead of green cus I forgot :[ !! I chose the blue n white without the dots for mista, cus I didn’t want to draw the dots (lmao).

Hope y’all like these and sorry for the awkward photos hehehehsjj

#jjba fanart #my art #art #vento aureo #golden wind #jjba #nail art #nail polish #my posts #jjba diavolo #guido mista #jean pierre polnareff #trish una #coco jumbo #giorno giovanna #narancia ghirga #pannacotta fugo #leone abbacchio #bruno bucciarati

[mrdreyferin]

Credits to my man Finn and his grandboy's pet (im not a pet 3:<) Pretzel for helping me work this out!

[Image ID: A banner that says: ‘To break free from the JRWI RP industrial complex, feel free to block the ‘#just role(play) with it’ tag. End Image ID.]

Figured if my niece could be on here, it'd be fun to talk to her besides a one use a day conchshell! You may have heard of me from the Black Rose Pirates (or that one chapter of Finn's book, whoops), but it's your old man Drey! I normally use he/they/it, but at this point I'm not one to be picky.

I've been told also about some person called @lesbianchipbastard? They wanted me to check them out, are you trying to impersonate chip? wait is that me on that profi-

hey guys. this is my 5th fucking rp blog. @s0lar-ch3ri hello me STOP YOUR CRAZY SLASH POS

before we get into tags, this will absolutely have spoilers for riptide! im not gonna be the best at playing drey, but i can certainly try! i forgot to mention this, ooc i love he/she/it but will tolerate others (please give me neos id love to experiment lol)

#sureshots - asks

#differently aimed target - ooc

#a ferins fire - in character

#together we fly our flag - interactions

#milfs perchance - the weird midground of ooc and in character (did this to shame a friend)

#certainly a hotshot - made this to bully a friend, why not give them a fun tag :D

#beast time to type - pretzels helping out drey (retired and no longer used)

#finn-er winner - finns typing for drey (retired and no longer used)

if neither tag is used assume its text to speech

#together we fly our flag #a ferins fire #differently aimed target #sureshots #milfs perchance #jrwi drey #drey ferin #jrwi spoilers #jrwi riptide spoilers #rp blog #certainly a hotshot #finn-er winner #beast time to type

[solarishashernoseinabook]

SOLAR okay hi!! So I’ve noticed a while ago that some people will write image IDs in alt text and also paste them in the post! And I was wondering the purpose of that- but I sorta just forgot about it!

But!! I always write alt texts for my art, and other posts I make with images. Someone reblogged some of them and tagged “undescribed” and that confused me (for clarity, note that I am not like, offended by this or anything, only confused! I just don’t understand why :]!!)

so I was wondering if you know why that might be? The reason I ask you is because I don’t know who else I would ask D:

Basically I’m wondering if I should be putting the IDs in the post as well as in alt texts, or if it’s simply a matter of preference!

okay SO! This isn't necessarily an easy answer. There's a few components to this and different things to consider, so let's take it step by step, go over obvious information, and then get to the root of your question. This is not going under a cut, sorry folks but tumblr can be finicky and information under a readmore can get lost fairly easily.

DISCLAIMER: I don't require image descriptions in my daily life, but i've been writing them for four-ish years at this point. The information below is what I've gathered from several "how to do image descriptions" posts over the years. I'm open to any corrections, feedback, or additional information anyone can provide!

Why do people require image descriptions? Pretty simply, for one reason or another, a person can't access the contents of an image. They could be blind or low vision, or have a learning disability that makes reading difficult. An image description can either transcribe text in an image (e.g., a description might read "text saying i love birds") or describe the contents of a picture (e.g., "a cartoon image of a bird on a nest"). People with low/no vision, or who can't read, use a variety of accessibility aids to help them navigate the 'net.

What are some of these accessibility aids? They take various forms - and that's more important than you might think! Screen readers are the most obvious, but they're not used by everyone. Other people use dyslexia-friendly fonts, magnify text, or invert colours or use high-contrast mode to make reading text easier. However, none of these options work with plain images! Someone with dyslexia could probably see the image of a bird on a nest just fine, but may not be able to read the words "I love birds" in a screenshot. Someone with low vision might not be able to see either image. If an image has a description attached, the text of the description will be magnified, or its font will be changed, or it'll be high contrast, or whatever else that person needs, and they can access the image via its description.

Alt text, image descriptions, and pros and cons of each So, what are some of the benefits of alt text? Because alt text is attached to an image, people using screen readers will have the description read to them as soon as they get to the image (if an image has no alt text, the screen reader will just say "image"). Because it's attached to an image, it's harder to lose it - if a post originally doesn't contain image descriptions and someone reblogs with a description later on, there are still going to be reblog chains that don't have the description attached to them. Some people also prefer alt text because image descriptions can make a post look "messy" - some people are less likely to reblog posts with visible image descriptions attached to them. And, for people who use screen readers, it can be really annoying to just hear "image" without knowing if it's followed by a description or not. But as we established, not all people who need image descriptions use screen readers, and not all accessibility aids work with alt text. For people who magnify text, for example, alt text often gets cut off. This is a bit easier to deal with on desktop - there's an XKit extension that puts alt text in a grey box below the image - but on mobile, this can be a real problem. As yet, I don't know for sure if high contrast, inverted colours, or accessible fonts work with alt text on mobile or in the visible alt text the XKit extension provides (if you know, please, tell me!) - but I know they work for image descriptions posted after an image. Alt text is great, but image descriptions are, at the moment, more consistently accessible.

So what should I use? Both? While either alt text or image descriptions are good, the consensus among those who need them seems to be to use one or the other, not both on the same post. For people who use screen readers, hearing the alt text only to immediately hear it repeated can be annoying. I'll use alt text if it's only going to be a couple of words or a single line, but otherwise I tend to use the alt text to say "image described below" to reassure those with screen readers.

But WHY are people tagging my post as undescribed? Bestie you wouldn't believe what people can miss. I've got a viral post that's got a GIF followed by a very obvious image description and it gets tagged as undescribed every so often. If you're using mainly alt text, it's possible that it's not visible on mobile yet - the tumblr app only shows the little alt text box about half the time. Or people get lazy and forget to check, or force of habit means they tag undescribed even though they did notice. Just tag them in the replies and point out that the description is actually there - the undescribed tag exists because a lot of people who need descriptions filter that tag so they don't waste their time on posts they can't access, and they deserve to see accessible posts!

#asks #image descriptions #accessibility #hope this helps bestie feel free to follow up on anything <33 #long post

[21st-century-ninja]

Fic Rec Week: Canon/Lloyd

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Woot fic rec week is finally here!! Time to share some of my favorite fics and authors; if any of these pique your interest be sure to give them some love!

July 16th prompt is Canon/Lloyd, and for my own recs I'm counting "things that could have happened in canon but didn't" under this umbrella :D

Today's moodboard is for Day 4: Helpless by @knowledgequeenabc

Kai spends his life chasing power. It's a promise of something greater. It's a promise of rising above vulnerability.

Why you should read: It's got fantastic characterization of Kai and such great word imagery you can literally see things as they're described ilism

Lloyd Hops Into a Tire and Promptly Disappears by @scrambledfluffmuffins

Lloyd can’t say he cares for things that make him feel smaller than he already is, especially if he is used to being taller than them. Take sunflowers, for example. Lloyd despises them and the way they look down on him instead of up, like every other flower.

Why you should read: the ninja at their most base are all stupid idiots and this fic capitalizes on that stupidity so perfectly. The title really says it all nothing I can say can do it justice

Ouroboros by @lloydskywalkers

Maybe it's coincidence, but the further Lloyd gets, the more it seems that the color green naturally attracts tragedy to its wearers in the worst of ways. 

Why you should read: forgot how much I loved this fic! the way this fic is laid out really enhances its story and i love the consistent way it uses its theme too.

A Little Brother (Of Sorts) by @jays-supersonic-dynamo

Perks of being an older sibling number one: being taller than your little brother. For now.

Why you should read: Jay & Lloyd dynamic my beloved the world never has enough of you. Love both them and the way that the relationships between the other ninja are built in a way that feels bigger than the fic!

That’s all for today! Tomorrow we’ll get into some AUs/Jay :D

#ninjago #ninjago fic rec week #fic recs

[therandomfandomme]

Archaeologist Habits Are Hard to Break

I've dug a water management well in my mom's garden the past two days (we are Dutch so you know we love some good water management) and I have discovered some defects that come with being an archaeologist and being asked to dig something that's not a coup.

[image ID: Image 1: picture of the well which is 1 meter in diameter and 1.5 meter deep. There is a purple step stool in it and there gray encased electrical wiring running across it on the upper side.

Image 2: a picture of awhite sieve filled with all types of pottery, rocks and other bits and bops. End ID]

AKA I have collected all the things I found while digging the well and since I wouldn't be an archaeologist if I didn't share what I found, I will provide pictures of all my finds sorted in categories below :D

All these finds come from the upper layer, they look pretty recent and are probably just trash that ended up in the upper layer after this house was build somewhere in the 1920s.

[Image ID: Image 3: a collection of glazed pottery, consisting of mostly orange glazed pottery but there is also a purpule and a dark gray piece Notable is the big rim fragment. There are 16 total.

Image 4: a collection of white pottery, most is glazed white. There are a few bottom pieces of what could be plates. There are 17 total.

Image 5: A collection of decorated glazed pottery. There are 4 total. One is white with a blue decoration in the bottom hard to make out what since it's so small. Another one is also white with blue decorations. This piece is entirely decorated with a blue flower on a white background and then a band of blue floral decorations. The next one is decorated with an orangy brown. These create white shapes in bands such as circles and triangles. The last one is the bottom of what could be a plate with a little bit of text left in the corner that reads: 'AMIQ..'

Image 6: A collection of random things. There is an rusty nail, two pieces of glass, a bit of pottery that I forgot to put in another category, a marble, a coin and the cap of a preserving bottle.

Image 7: a close up of both sides of the coin. On the front there is an image of a royal woman, the text around her says: 'Juliana Koningin der Nederlanden' which translates to Juliana Queen of the Netherlands. On the other side states that it is 10 cents with a crown above it. Surrounding it, it is indicated that it's from 1950.

Image 8: a close up of the cap. On the side it says in red: 'Flesschen Fabriek Delft' wich is annold spelling of bottle and then factory Delft (a place). The top is more faded but in black is says: 'J.H. van WEES DEPOT ZHB BAARN'

Image 9: a collage of collections of more pottery. These are sorted in four categories: identifiable pieces, smooth pieces, rough big pieces and rough small pieces. There are 7 pieves in the first category, 7 in the second too, 8 in the third and 28 in the forth.

Image 10: a collection of fun rocks I also found and wanted to keep, because I also have magpie tendencies. end ID]

I myself focus more on the Mesolithic to the Iron Age, so I have little clue if this is anything but I thought I'd yeet it in the void (i think @chaotic-archaeologist does more historic work but America is different). Anways I'd love to hear observations! Or if anyone else struggles with letting go of their archaeologist habits XP

#rrrambles #archaeology #archaeologist habits #archaeologist #water well #pottery #coin #1950 coin #habits #described #though i am bad at them so grain of salt #i tried is all i can say #history

[high-school-lit-tournament]

The official high school literature tournament bracket is here!

Because I am moderately technologically inept, I printed out a bracket and filled it in; that sort of thing helps me visualize the rounds and contextualize the matchups better.

Because this is really small and fairly difficult to read, here is a comprehensive list of the matchups, as organized by side (I’m calling A, B, C, and D sides because I forgot what they’re actually called. Imagining a LP makes this imagery more entertaining).

Side A

War and Peace vs Crime and Punishment

Animal Farm vs Fahrenheit 451

The Catcher in the Rye vs A Separate Peace

The Bell Jar vs The Color Purple

Kindred vs The Stepford Wives

The Great Gatsby vs The Count of Monte Cristo

Arcadia vs A Raisin in the Sun

A Doll’s House vs A Streetcar Named Desire

Side B

Pride and Prejudice vs Jane Eyre

1984 vs Slaughterhouse 5

The Outsiders vs Lord of the Flies

An Inspector Calls vs The Crucible

To Kill a Mockingbird vs Huckleberry Finn

Beloved vs The Things They Carried

Things Fall Apart vs Invisible Man

Night vs The Kite Runner

Side C

Of Mice and Men vs The Grapes of Wrath

L’étranger vs The Little Prince

Brave New World vs Catch-22

Maus vs Persepolis

Ethan Frome vs Never Let Me Go

The Poisonwood Bible vs Heart of Darkness

The Master and Margarita vs We

I Am A Cat vs The Samurai’s Garden

Side D

Hamlet vs Macbeth

Frankenstein vs Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

Wuthering Heights vs Metamorphosis

The Scarlet Letter vs Madame Bovary

The Sound and the Fury vs The Sun Also Rises

Death of a Salesman vs The Importance of Being Ernest

Sagarana vs The House of the Spirits

Triste Fim de Policarpo Quaresma vs Noli Me Tángere

The first round of the tournament will be split up over four weeks, with the matchups of each side lasting a week.

Stay posted for the rounds!

Update: round 1, side A (results), B (results), C (results), and D (results) are complete; stay tuned for round 2!

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On accessibility: we have added alt text for cover images. In future rounds, we might write image IDs, as there’ll be less of them

#high school lit tournament #info #round 1 masterpost #update