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#olive looks so sweet!
cyellolemon · 7 months
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Fake anime screenshots with Olive & Ambrose!!!! :3 i'm pretty happy with them
(he/him for both characters)
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sammygender · 1 year
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i hate it when people put angel low on their character ranking what are you DOING that’s ANGEL thats angel :( hes the og spike except he’s like a different type of loser. i know he’s kind of creepy in btvs sometimes and he’s a shit boyfriend but we all have our regrets. this is hilariously ironic because i really did not like angel when i first watched btvs and now, a year later, i am a die hard bangel divorce fan
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lavalender · 1 year
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GUESS WHAT GUYS
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Agatha Christie’s Poirot - S12E01 “Three Act Tragedy”
Egg and Charles on their little sailboat.
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callixton · 1 year
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did this ever make its way on here bc um. i cannot be normal about it
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kariachi · 10 months
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Welcome back to Achi climbing out of bed in the middle of the night to ramble. Tonight’s topic: MasterSinger Merelan.
Now I’ve mentioned before how fucking weird it is that in the Menolly books and beyond it’s treated as this shocking, weird-ass thing that a girl could be a proper student at the Harper Hall. Everyone acts like your only options are to be a fosterling/paying student (aka ‘you aren’t here to learn music you’re here to make connections’), be somebody’s wife, or be a general worker. Everyone acts like this has always been the case, or at least the whole of the case in living memory.
But Merelan. The last two MasterHarpers were directly related to this woman, who was very clearly not only a member of the Harper Hall but also incredibly well respected. Yet both of them act like the very idea of considering that maybe a girl could be taken in as a proper student in any capacity is tantamount to asking the Weyrs not to fly Fall. I could understand them being reluctant to do anything that could even hint at being replacing her, but to act like the idea is entirely unprecedented just- What the fuck dudes?
(And this isn’t even getting into the DLG giving us a lady Harper who ended up marrying the Lord of Ista in the far past. Yadda yadda ‘the DLG isn’t canon’, it’s only as contradictory as the books themselves, and it’s statement that ladies have been allowed in several Halls for a good while and the Harpers just got dramatic about it, presumably to present themselves as progressive, tracks better with the sudden ‘what no ladies can’t be Harpers ladies have never been Harpers don’t you dare look at that portrait behind that curtain’ shit than the proper books do.)
And that brings us to another thing buzzing in my brain right now- Meralan is referred to as just Singer multiple times, but is also given the full title of MasterSinger. This is, such a big fucking deal and I don’t know how other people haven’t seemed to notice, how did I not notice-?
First up, Singer as a title brings up some interesting concepts about the potential inner workings of the Halls. We know Harpers as teacher, composer, musician, singer, but for Singer to exist as its own title means it’s its own distinct subcategory. Which leads to questions, the main ones being 1) is this a distinct ‘ladies can’t be Harpers so we’ll call them this’ situation (in which case why not recommend Menolly for the position), 2) if it’s not, is ‘harper’ the generalized term/title (like how you would call your cardiologist ‘doctor’ even though there’s a specific job title), 3) or is ‘harper’ more a term for generalists (people who teach and compose and sing and play etc) while specialists get the more restricted title (singer, player, teacher, scholar, etc), 4) if any of these are true, then are there similar situations in other Halls (does the Minecraft Hall have Miners, Cartographers, Lapidarists, etc?) and if so what are they?
We don’t learn much to help is those questions, though we do know that Merelan was considered a Master in her own right, that she was a Big Deal, and that she had her own students.
But, more than that, much more than that, she’s titled MasterSinger. One word.
A Harper who’s reached Master rank is a Master Harper. A Smith who’s reached Master rank is a Master Smith. Master Miner. Master Healer.
MasterHarper is the title of the head of the Harper Hall. MasterSmith is the title of the head of the Smitchcraft Hall. MasterMiner heads the Minecraft Hall. MasterHealer heads the Healer Hall.
MasterSinger...
I don’t doubt Anne didn’t give a second thought to what that title says about her worldbuilding, but I’m not Anne and so I can. MasterSinger Merelan having that title, in a singular word, implies that she’s not just a singer, not just a Singer, but in charge of all the other Singers on Pern.
Singer is never treated as it’s own crafthall in the series, not to my knowledge, and that makes sense. The Harper Hall covers everything else music and with it the oral histories of the civilization, so it makes sense that Singers would also be lumped in there. But for there to be a MasterSinger says a whole lot about 1) the status of Singers (namely, that they’re likely equal to Harpers as far as Crafthall politics if nothing else, if this was just a minor position among the hierarchy, or even just ‘we give women this so they can be included’, likely there wouldn’t be a MasterSinger), and 2) that one way or the other they were more-or-less self-governing within the Harper Hall. Again, single word Masters, everywhere else in the series, are treated as more-or-less on par with Lords and Weyrleaders as far as power and status goes. It’s a big deal. Meaning that it’s entirely possible that MasterSinger is supposed to be either second only to the MasterHarper or, more likely I think, on equal footing with the MasterHarper.
The power imbalance in place by Merelan marrying Petiron and him being... Himself, may well have fucked up what was supposed to be functionally a dual position- with the MasterHarper managing composing, teaching, and that whole branch and the MasterSinger being in charge of the actual learning to sing and to play. It would also make sense with just how expansive the Harper Hall’s jurisdiction is, if it was more of a split-but-united deal. It’s the Harper Hall because that’s what it’s been forever, but the Singers are a distinct subset within it with power and import of their own.
 Which then brings up the question of wtf happened to the position of Singer? Because Merelan had students, and a very blatant rank of her own for those students to take. And for her to be MasterSinger she can’t have only just started getting students, that would’ve started when she was just Master Singer.
So we’re left with four questions Merelan’s existence and title drop unceremoniously on us-
What is a Singer in the context of the Harper Hall?
What happened to Merelan’s students, of which there can’t only have been the ones we meet?
What happened to the concept of Singers in general, that is never comes up again chronologically?
What the fuck bug crawled up Robinton and Petiron’s asses that despite there being a position in the Hall that explicitly allowed ladies, one that they’ve both been alive to see, one that would likely have been The Norm when Petiron was a student and teacher given Merelan’s position doesn’t seem to be questioned, both of them pull the ‘well you know the Hall hasn’t taken a female student in half of forever if ever, but maybe I can make something work for you’ game?
And we are never going to get a fucking answer so damnit we better start coming up with some for ourselves because nobody else is gonna touch it.
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boyfeminism · 1 year
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guy whose work is letting hir experiment with the challah recipe <3
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daydadahlias · 1 year
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How are you doing?
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i love being a human. how cool is it to enjoy things
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faithinlouisfuture · 1 year
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inkykeiji · 2 years
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What are some of the things + plans to do you are most excited for in autum Clari??
apple picking, hikes to admire the foliage, and making little trick or treat bags for the trick-or-treaters!! there’s also this little farm that i love to visit—my dad used to take me there once a year around this time—that i now drag my boyfriend to. there isn’t much there, just a little petting zoo, a corn maze, a homemade haunted house & a ‘haunted’ tractor trailer pull, but it’s so nostalgic to me and it fills me with such warmth and happiness every time i go, not to mention they have the sweetest little bakery with the best pumpkin donuts in the world! <3
every year during autumn my boyfriend and i also bake our favourite cookies ever (mrs bean’s nutmeg ginger apple snaps), so i’m quite looking forward to that, too. we also plan to have a korean horror + giallo movie marathon throughout the month of october!! 👻
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comfortandfluff · 2 years
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tagging key!
this is just my tagging key for all my reblogs, since i like making fancy tags, lol
tw: minor flashing lights under the cut!
irls!
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(these characters are me irl! i dont mind you interacting if you kin/are also an irl, but i likely won't interact back)
spamton g. spamton // #number 1 rated salesman | spamton tag
scp-3817 // #art is pain | 3817 tag
roger retinz // #the ratings rajah | roger tag
topher // #the topher experience | topher tag
scp-662 // #i aim to please. | deeds tag
hubris d'obscene // #my dear sweet idiot! | hubris tag
william "maxwell" carter // #you don't look so good | maxwell tag
slappy // #not a dummy! | slappy tag
leonardo fortunato // #your avid worshipper | leon tag
sundrop // #keep the lights on | sundrop tag
guzma // #it's ya boy! | guzma tag
b.e.n-j.a.m.i.n // #bio-electronic navigator | b.e.n tag
claus // #let's play eye-spy... | claus tag
benjamin // #my greatest invention! | benjamin tag
oliver // #the power of mornstar | oliver tag
the projectionist // #was it worth it? | projectionist tag
synpaths!
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(i just relate or connect strongly with these characters!!!)
giratina // #forgotten by god | giratina tag
spiritomb // #entrenched in shadow | spiritomb tag
enderman in a suit // #i can see you | enderman tag
f/os!
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(these are my fictional crushes <3<3<3 i love them so bad. please don't interact if you openly bash any of these characters or mock those who like them!)
zote the mighty // #the greatest warrior! | zote tag
swaine // #the art of pickpocketing | swaine tag
zip vector // #i'm a genius! | zip tag
patches // #tricks up my sleeve | patches tag
reddington rousseau // #a method actor | reddington tag
snatcher // #your contract has expired | snatcher tag
the conductor // #pecking idiots! | conductor tag
king dice // #hi-de-ho! | king dice tag
mortimer freeze // #our world of ice | mortimer tag
chef saltbaker // #two cups' souls | saltbaker tag
jevil // #chaos! | jevil tag
mike // #turn on the tv! | mike tag
rouxls kaard // #thoust have courage! | rouxls tag
swatch // #cozy up | swatch tag
wilson higgsbury // #the gentleman scientist | wilson tag
robert wagstaff // #a scientist's blight | wagstaff tag
wes // #people-pleaser's balloons | wes tag
pale king // #no cost too great | pale king tag
chairman rockwell // #halcyon's ruler | rockwell tag
karloff mennis // #fear got me here. | karloff tag
dwayne pipe // #the brighter the bug | dwayne tag
manov mistree // #mr. reus... 2! | manov tag
bill cipher // #buy gold! | bill tag
paulo ravinski // #i'll sacrifice anything! | paulo tag
orin scrivello // #i am your dentist! | orin tag
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Opened the curtains for a bit to let them get some sun and this led to that.
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fxirytxlcfxtc · 2 months
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Tag Dump - Muses, 6/?
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neo-nomatrix · 4 months
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The Olive Theory
Luke Castellan x Reader
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summary: Strawberries are your favorite thing in the whole world, luckily for you Luke seems to “hate them”
a/n: based on the olive theory from himym
@repostingmyfavs
There are two things you truly love in this world: Luke and Strawberries.
You often find yourself helping the Demeter and Dionysus kids in the strawberry fields, despite your actual job being at the infirmary. Miranda often scolded you for taking strawberries for yourself during the day, you didn’t mind though. The sweet yet tart berry was worth it.
Your obsession with the fruit grew even further. You begged the dryads for extra portions during dinner, pairing them with yogurt and melted chocolate. Your least favorite part was having to sacrifice the berry to your godly father. You debated giving something else to him but everyone at camp and above knew your love for them, there was no running from it.
Luke was well aware of your passion for strawberries. Going as far as joking that you love them more than him. You both aren’t quite sure if it’s a joke or not.
You sit at a picnic table near the Hermes cabin with luke. You had just sat down with Percy and three shortcakes for each of you. Luke leans over and presses a soft kiss against your temple as you sit down. Percy notices that you can barely acknowledge it since your focus is on the cake.
Both Luke and Percy stare at you in wonder as you eye the desert, they can’t seem to figure out why you haven’t eaten it yet. Impatient, you look over and luke with a wanting gaze.
“Oh- right,” he says understandingly.
Percy is clearly confused by the seemingly telepathic communication. His eyes dart between you and Luke, your gaze once again set on your plate. Luke picks off the strawberries from his cake and places them on your plate. As soon as the first two strawberries are there you start devouring the cake like a ravenous hyena. Percy starts to wonder if you’re even chewing. Luke starts to eat some of his until he stops halfway. He puts the remaining piece of cake on your plate for you. You eat it immediately as if it was there the whole time.
“Are you gonna have that?” You ask politely, eyeing a large, red strawberry on Percy’s plate.
His eyes shift down to where your gaze is settled, “No, go ahead.”
You smile and take it with your fork, biting into it quickly. Percy’s eyes shift back to Luke, who’s been staring at you since the moment you sat down. His face held a small smile as he admired you. You smiled as you licked the whipped cream off your fork.
“I think I'm gonna get another slice!” You exclaim happily, standing up and nearly skipping to where the dryads are.
Luke watches as you leave, eyes falling on your figure.
“I never realized she liked strawberries that much,” Percy said.
“Yeah, I'm kinda surprised she hasn’t turned into one yet,” he laughs quietly.
“I assume you don’t like them that much? I mean- you gave her all of yours and half of the cake,” Percy explains.
“Strawberries? no way, they’re great. But she loves them so much, and I'd do anything to make her happy,” Luke smiles as he nibbles on the remains of one of your eaten berries.
You come back with a widest smile on your face. You hold another cake alongside a cup of strawberries. You sit down, happily eating more of the cake and strawberries.
“Isn’t it so great that Luke doesn’t like them? I get them all to myself!” You say, beaming.
“Yeah,,, perfect,” Percy says slowly, remembering the new found information.
“Mhm; I’d give my girl all the strawberries in the world if I could,” Luke mumbles.
Luke has a single mission in life, making you happy. Even if that means giving up his favorite fruit for you. Your smile is worth much more than a simple strawberry.
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leclercstarrs · 4 months
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felix finger fucking you during dinner at saltburn ; mdni
you lazily move your fork around the fancy plate in front of you as elsbeth continues making small talk with oliver, your boyfriend’s newest friend. you’ve tuned out all the voices around you, your boredom increasing with every passing second, starting to become evident on your face as your lips form into a slight pout. this catches the attention of felix, who’s sitting next you and is being equally as quiet as you, aside from the occasional comment towards oliver.
“what’s up?” he leans towards you in his chair, his voice a soft whisper, making sure no one at the table questions the two of you.
you turn to face him as he pulls back away from you, awaiting your response. “i love you, and your family, but i’m honestly so bored.” this time, you lean towards him and whisper in his ear.
“no worries. i feel the same.” he lets out a small laugh. you sit up straight again, going back to your previous boredom. felix has different plans, however, carefully reaching his hand down to your thigh, giving it a small squeeze. you look down at his hand, then look back up at him, a mixture of confusion and lust in your eyes. you open your mouth to say something, but he’s quick to cut you off. “no one’s paying attention to us right now, they won’t notice.” he whispers.
you nod, looking away from him, pretending to suddenly be interested in the conversation of the other’s at the table. he takes this as his sign to keeping going, so he moves his hand slightly up to the hem of your skirt, reaching under your panties, sliding his hand even farther down, stopping at he entrance of your cunt. your body shivers when the cold metal of his rings makes contact with your folds, your thighs clenching together. you bite your lip in anticipation, your gaze shifting to your plate. felix enters two of his fingers into your wet cunt with ease, starting to slowly pump his fingers. your breathing becomes slow and soft as you keep your moans suppressed by pressing your lips together, remaining a normal expression. the pace of his fingers increase bit by bit, hitting that sweet spot in your tight pussy every time his fingers move deeper into you. you subtly grind your hips to match the motion of his fingers. curling his fingers, felix adds to your pleasure, your cunt starting to clench around them. you turn your head to look at him with desperation in your eyes. he gives you a a cocky smirk, the two of you staring at each other as he uses his fingers to push you over the edge, your thighs shaking as you reach your high. your mouth opens to let out your moans, but you’re quick to close your lips, remaining silent. cumming on his fingers, he pulls them out of your pussy and takes his hand back out of your skirt. felix can’t wait for the painfully long dinner to be over, so you can sneak up to his room and deal with the growing tent in his dress pants.
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