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thebibliosphere · 1 year
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Floating face down in a blank word document file, while not physically possible, is nevertheless a tangible authorial state.
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blushweddinggowns · 10 months
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Idea expanded, Rockstar Eddie falling head over heels for Bartender Steve working in a high class club type of joint. He sees him working one night and thinks God damn, he's hot. I'm taking him home tonight.
Except bartender Steve has developed a significant distaste for celebrities and rich people in general because of getting cut off from his homophobic parents for coming out and the general bad way many have treated him at work whilst sloshed. But lucky for Eddie, Steve doesn't recognize him. And even though he started off in a trailer park, the fame has gone to his head a little and he asks Steve out with the full intention of getting into his pants and never seeing him again.
But oh no, would you look at that Steve isn't easy. And what Eddie thought would be a booty call ends up being a ten hour date around the city where he has more fun than he even thought was possible. Just from talking with Steve about anything and everything, flitting to parks and museums. And Eddie doesn't even realize until he's back at his hotel that they didn't even kiss.
And they go out more and more, and Eddie likes him more and more and he finds out where the rich people hate comes from. And it scares him. So he keeps lying. Like an idiot. And he tells Steve a fake last name, he tells him a fake job (which is only half fake because he did used to be a tattoo artist) and he rents an air bnb that he pretends is his own place. And the lies keep getting more elaborate to cover up more lies. And he keeps refusing to meet Steve's friends out of fear that they'll recognize him. And he really just drove himself into a corner here because he is absolutely in love with Steve at this point but how the fuck can you have a normal relationship when you are pretending to be someone else?
Turns out you can't, and Steve finds out the truth despite his efforts. But the twist is, he thinks it's fucking hilarious. After a normal period of What the fuck reaction time he gets over it. But never let's Eddie live it down.
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6/27 Edit: Welp, now there's a fic.
Two fics actually. The other is by KikiZ on ao3 which is great if you're not looking for an explicit fic! Because mine will be. It's also a bit more introspective than what I got going on, and also thus far, hella romantic.
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ane-doodles · 2 months
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This doodle deserves its own post.
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chrisrin · 1 year
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ANOTHER GEMSTUCK! im on a roll today. this time, dirk + sollux!
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metrixnos · 1 year
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also! some random doodles from this week!!!
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royalarchivist · 11 months
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Going through some old files and just realized I never posted this one. I don't even use this style of subtitling anymore, but I figured people would still enjoy seeing it, even if it's not as nice as the newer stuff.
Technoblade MCC 5 Highlights:
Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3
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musubiki · 3 months
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my guy lime really went through 3 years of back breaking training, missions, working with people he hated in a job he didnt even want, just to get the piece of ass he wanted when he was 16. legend.
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pjo in orange and purple: a series of daily polls with only two choices
we don't need gray (reddish-brown) areas where we're going
here, we ask the question "which one is more true?" instead of "which one is true?"
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romcommunist · 9 months
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cooking together is the cutest thing in the world IN THEORY. dont fuck w my mise en place. announce knife/hot/behind. dont leave pot handles sticking out please youll burn yourself. hug me. except when im doing basically any cooking activity. here taste this. please know how to crack an egg without breaking the yolk. like i obv want it but omg theres so many hurdles lmao 😭😭
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swiftispunk · 5 months
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don't mind me just making moodboards for more fics i don't have time to write
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chicotfp · 2 years
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' ...The Dead Marshes. There was a great battle long ago... Tall Men with long swords, and terrible Elves, and Orcses shrieking. They fought on the plain for days and months at the Black Gates. But the Marshes have grown since then, swallowed up the graves; always creeping, creeping.'
'...You cannot reach them, you cannot touch them. We tried once, yes, precious. I tried once; but you cannot reach them. Only shapes to see, perhaps, not to touch. No precious! All dead...'
Oropher's grave swallowed by the Dead Marshes.
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geekygwen · 1 year
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this-acuteneurosis · 2 years
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so funny thing with your dont look back thing, nearly all the political allies of Leia and folks, generally like VERY few that we know are actually directly democratic. like Padme former job could count sorta, but how democratic MONARCHY would work.... although Darsana could be a mostly democratic on via his Senatorship. found it funny cause Bail is like assigned by the queen and padme is hers as well, which fair, Senator is a really bad term for what they are, diplomat would be the better term.
I mean, I've thought a lot about how the Senate is ostensibly a democratic body when actually there is no planetary regulation to how they "elect" their senators.
I've ultimately decided to not go down this specific route for the fic, but arguably, the Republic is...not a government. They don't have anyone to enforce their "laws." The GFFA is huge. Like, I cannot stress this enough, taking the loose shapes of government for countries and slapping it down as a framework for how tens of thousands of planets are "ruled" by a "democracy" was always, at its core, bullshit. The Empire, with it's huge military and aggressive enforcement couldn't prevent the Alliance from camping out on abandoned planets, which, we know as residents of this good earth, is more than enough space to develop multiple entire civilizations. Frankly, as horrifying as it was, the Death Star was about the only logical conclusion space fascists could come to for a total control endgame. (That or implanting chips like the clones had but whoops, the past won't exist until 15 years after the future, so...)
That isn't to say that the Republic, or something like it, wouldn't exist and serve a purpose. Having a forum where people in disparate governments agree to things like trade rules and enforce them by, say, refusing to trade with people not in the group, or at worse rates, could definitely explain a Republic sized coalition of planets/planetary systems. They could even develop things like anti-slavery agreements, taxes dues, a group of negotiators loyal to the "Republic" instead of to individual planets or systems for theoretically unbiased diplomacy.
But yeah, if you notice that Leia's views on democracy don't match Padmé's assertions from AotC and RotS(released post 9/11 guys, Anakin's character was not the only casualty of that time), it is 100% because she was going to be the hereditary ruler of a planet and had no problem with that.
Keep in mind that democracy, in many ways, is more effective the more direct it is, because even self-interested politicians have to give you what you as a majority want if they have to win each of your individual votes. But that is incredibly hard to organize and maintain. Especially because the elected officials figure out really quickly they don't want to be beholden to so many contradictory interests.
And the more indirect a democracy becomes, the more your welfare relies on the innate charity/sense of responsibility of your representatives. Yes, as people who weren't voted into office, Padmé and Bail don't actually answer directly to their people. Padmé's on a bit thinner of ice because she's appointed by a directly elected queen, so Jamillia has motive to oust Padmé if she threatens Jamillia's re-election. But Bail? Our favorite, made it through most of the Empire, stuck to his guns, initiated the Rebellion, raised his baby girl right? Yeah, no, he's a nepotism boy, and everyone would have been screwed if he didn't have the moral and ethical fortitude of mountains.
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monsterrae1 · 8 months
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Too late for Wip Wednesday it’s practically Thursday Tag Game
(It’s an hour away from midnight and I’m just getting around to sharing anything)
Tagged by: @shortsighted-owl @panbuckley @eddiediaztho @prince-buck-diaz @rogerzsteven @alyxmastershipper @spotsandsocks @hippolotamus @honestlydarkprincess @folk-fae @jesuisici33 @exhuastedpigeon @wildlife4life @heartbeatdiaz
So I have a magic prompt sitting on my inbox, and it was too late for me to turn on my laptop to work on Girl dad buck and my tablet died so I can’t work on the angst fic. Instead I’ve been fucking around with this on my phone notes app. Idk when I’ll finish it but here it is.
Not tagging anyone cause it’s late AF again 💀
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Buck was 6 years old when he found out the coolest secret about his family: they had magic! He had caught his mom enchanting her pen to take down notes while she was walking around the kitchen making a grocery list, but when he gasped in awe she told him he hadn’t seen anything at all, and to go back to his room. But Buck knew that he had seen, he was so sure the pen was moving on its own! And that night when Maddie came back from her extracurriculars he asked her about it.
“I know the family secret,” he had said with a grin, Maddie went white for a second, her eyes wide open and staring at Buck “we have magic!” He whispered at her, or whatever 6 years old would consider as whispering.
“Evan,” she said slowly, “did you do anything?”
He shook his head and told him about what he had seen in the kitchen, and insisted it had been real! He knew that he has seen!
And Maddie… Maddie told him everything, about their family, about their magic and how it would present itself when Buck was a little older.
“I was nine,” Maddie said, “when mine started”
And then, the most amazing thing happen, Maddie made all the feathers from the pillow float, filling the entire room, and Buck just stared at them and giggled and giggled and told his sister that he couldn’t wait until he had his powers too.
As soon as he learn how to read he devoured every single book about magic he could get his hands on, he watched all of the shows and all of the movies and when the clock struck on midnight on the day of his ninth birthday he waited for something to happen. And on the night of his tenth birthday. And the eleventh. And the twelfth. And on and on.
Until he was 14 years old, and Maddie had left for college with her boyfriend and Buck was all alone in their big house, and none of his books had the answers as to why he was the only one in his family without magic.
“It sometimes skips a generation, Evan” Maddie had told him once, but when he told her that meant she shouldn’t have magic either she never brought it up again.
His parents refused to talk about their magic at all, pretending it didn’t exist; but Buck felt how they looked at him, how this was just another disappointment in the long list they had from him.
When he was 19 he left Hershey and his family behind, but part of him still hoped his magic would kick in on the night of his birthday.
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pjo in orange and purple: a series of daily polls with only two choices
we don't need gray (reddish-brown) areas where we're going
reblog for sample size!
send a suggestion for something in tlt to @drberfarious (guidelines here)!
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