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arct1c-joy · 1 day
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Been hearing this is a problem again. Don't be a dick in bookmarks, folks. And yes while I made this image, I'm giving free reign. Take it. Spread it far and wide. Because I'm hearing that some readers don't know that their bookmarks are visible.
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arct1c-joy · 2 days
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there’s a website where you put in two musicians/artists and it makes a playlist that slowly transitions from one musician’s style of music to the other’s
it’s really fun
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arct1c-joy · 2 days
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arct1c-joy · 5 days
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red heads have more fun!
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Deadpool - All Media Types, Spider-Man - All Media Types, Marvel Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Peter Parker/Wade Wilson, Spider-Man/Deadpool Characters: Peter Parker, Wade Wilson Additional Tags: stuck in a washing machine, Smut, Semi-Public Sex, Crack, Don’t Try This At Home Summary:
Peter gets stuck while doing laundry. Let’s just say the washing machine isn’t the only thing that takes a load.
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arct1c-joy · 6 days
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You wouldn’t last an hour in the asylum where they raised me
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arct1c-joy · 7 days
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Hugh got his nails done for this.
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Uk journalists are wanting to talk to under 18 trans people who DIY their hormones.
DO NOT. DO NOT TALK TO JOURNALISTS. NEVER TALK TO THE MEDIA ABOUT DIY. OR ANYTHING. TREAT THEM LIKE THE POLICE. DO NOT FUCKING SPEAK.
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arct1c-joy · 8 days
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quick karina sketch bc i like her drawfee mug pose hehe
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arct1c-joy · 9 days
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There was a German version of Deadpool called Deutschpool. He was like Deadpool but in lederhosen. He ate my leftovers. The only thing he said in English is when he smacked my ass and said, “Hey handsome”.
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arct1c-joy · 10 days
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bunny girl wade sketch
major thank you to @ten9th for helping me fix the proportions on this!
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arct1c-joy · 11 days
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Yugioh season 0 magical girl transformation
Yugioh season 0 magical girl transformation
Yugioh season 0 magical girl transformation
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arct1c-joy · 12 days
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arct1c-joy · 13 days
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The Witch Who Spoke to the Wind
Sequel to Eindred and the Witch
In which Severin, the golden eyed witch, learns that his greatest enemy and truest love is fated to kill him.
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Dealing in prophecies is a dubious work. Anyone who knows anything will tell you as much.
“Think of all of time as a grand tapestry,” his great-grandmother had said, elbow deep in scalding water. Her hands were tomato red, and Severin watched with wide golden eyes as she kneaded and stretched pale curds in the basin. “You might be so privileged to understand a single weave, but unless you go following all surrounding threads, and the threads around those threads, and so on - which, mind you, no human can do - you’ll never understand the picture.”
Severin, who was ten years old and had never seen a grand tapestry, looked at the cheese in the basin and asked if his great-grandmother could make the analogy about that instead.
“No,” she replied. “Time is a tapestry. Cheese is just cheese.”
And that was that.
By fifteen, Severin who was all arms, legs, and untamable black hair, decided he hated prophecies more than anything in the world. He occupied himself instead with long walks atop the white bluffs well beyond his family’s home. Outside, he could look at birds, and talk to the wind, and not think about the terrible prophecy which followed him like a shadow.
His second eldest sister had revealed it - accidentally, of course. Severin lived in a warm and bustling house with his great-grandmother, grandmother, mother, two aunts, and three sisters. All of whom were generously gifted in the art of foretelling (a messy business, each would say if asked), and every one of them had seen Severin’s same bleak thread.
He would die. Willingly stabbed through the heart by his greatest enemy and truest love.
Willingly. That was the worst part, he thought.
Severin, who had no talent in the way of prophecies, but plenty of talent in the realm of wind and sky, marched along the well-worn trail, static sparking around his fingertips as the brackish sea breeze nipped consolingly at his face and hair.
I will protect you if you ask me to, it blustered, and Severin was comforted.
He didn’t care who this foretold stranger was. When this enemy-lover appeared, Severin would ask the wind to pick them up and take them far, far away. Far enough that they could never harm him. The wind whistled in agreement. And so it was settled.
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arct1c-joy · 14 days
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@julessongs HAVE YOU READ THIS YET???
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Cinderella marries the Prince, part 1/2
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