#;queued

[apurekindness]

What color does your love feel like?

soft fresh green

Nice breeze, bare feet and freshly cut grass. Your love is a lighthearted hope for the future. It's protecting your eyes from the sun but enjoying the light rays still, it's laying on the grass and feeling it tickle your neck. You look to the side and they look back at you, full of hope and plans too. You plan together and laugh all day and your sunburn will feel like them. Your love is delicate, hesitant. A well curated binder full of collages for a future you can't be sure will come, but you keep going, you keep planning, you keep squinting at the sun and smiling, and running your hands through the grass so it will smell better. You keep holding onto the bright sky even as the sunsets, even as the starry night stares back. But you keep on holding, you keep on dreaming, you close your eyes and feel the sun on your skin and convince yourself that the sunburn is good, it's something to hold on to, just makes it linger a bit longer. Your love is a lighthearted hope for the future. It's sweet and wonderful and it keeps love alive, makes the world a better place. You run your hands through the grass, clench your fingers tighter and keep making plans. And I can only thank you and hope I can learn to love like you someday.

Tagged by: @ssolessurvivor

Tagging: anyone you wants to do it!

#;headcanon #;queued #//this is v accurate actually

[daggersandsparks]

Cont from:  ❝It’s nothing to worry about.❞

@cicero-the-assassin :

Mairwen wouldn't look at him, her awkwardness plain to the assassin behind her. Did she not get the hint that he loathed being ignored? This cold shoulder all day had been driving him up the wall. Not that Cicero expected her to be attached at the hip to her 'fake husband', but it was rather unlike her to be so quiet. Usually he couldn't get her to shut the fuck up. So what gives?

Then, it came together in just that singular look she gave him. Almost immediately turning away like she couldn't bear to look at him. They hadn't taken care of her business yet. Merely taking their time, not wanting to fuck anything up. And in that time, they seemed to have gotten comfortable in each others' company. She even started sleeping when he was nearby. And he'd been on his best behavior to get the most cooperation out of her that he could. Things were smooth. Seemingly until just now.

His footsteps are heavy and creak the floorboards as he makes his way to stand directly behind her in her chair. A smirk creeping across his lips as he sets the hand that housed his wedding band on her shoulder. His promise to her. Something she always seemed to linger looking at for some reason. Perhaps, perhaps she liked it. "Liar." He'd leaned over her other side and whispered into her hair.

"I've been following you all day my dear and all I've observed is a bit of moping. You haven't shot me a resentful glance all day. Something I should know?"

Mairwen is acutely aware of Cicero's presence as he gets closer to her, trying to go back to focusing on her book and desperately hoping that he'd take her words at face value and drop the subject. But it seemed that was asking too much, as she felt him stand behind her, place his hand on her shoulder and lean in to whisper into her hair.

She tried, but couldn't atop the shiver that ran down her spine. She flipped the page of her book, trying to read it in order to ignore him, but the words were just shapes on a page and she flipped it again, too fast. She knew she hadn't read anything, but hoped he hadn't noticed.

That would likely be too much to ask as well. She sighed, and turned around in her chair, making a point to lean back against the table and away from him [but hopefully not so obvious as it might have been if she’d tried to duck away with her back to him. that, she knew, would seem like she was cowering.]

❝ No. No part of it do you need to know. ❞ She told him, her voice a little too quiet. She gave him a nervous smile. ❝ Just, you know... ❞

#cicero the assassin #;;legion wife: cicero #;fallout new vegas verse #;queued

[ufleila]

hello everybody!! you can call me ellie, and i’m the mun behind leila here! i’ll be at work during acceptances (cries) so this post is queued, but i figured i’d go ahead and introduce myself and leila as well as put down a few initial plot ideas! i’m super excited to be joining, and i’d love to plot with anyone and everyone! a couple of the plots below will have to do with the locations i’ll be submitting to be added to the page at some point tomorrow or this weekend, so if you’d like more info about them before then let me know! if you want to plot, please feel free to like this post and i’ll pop into your dms so we can brainstorm!!

a bit about leila:

she’s the second child of the former margrave of one of the former territories of etlia (astelle, now called calusia.) she fought on the front lines alongside her family in about the last 4-5 years of the war. 

her parents were killed while protecting her in one of the last battles of the war, and leila barely escaped with her life. she basically limped her way around dromare and finally made her way across the river to ganggyn, where she settled under the care of a kind innkeeper on the northern edge of seodal

that innkeeper, cirenne, was a dark mage, and helped leila realize she actually has a bit of an affinity for dark magic, though her class is still archer (for now)

once she had enough savings built up (within the last few months, probably) she set off east, sticking to ganggyn territory for as long as she could until she reached noyillai

since then, she’s mostly been a mercenary or hunter for hire as she gathers information about sarlimar’s school of sorcery as well as the current state of what used to be etlia

her eventual goal is to help organize a rebellion to free etlia from gleerium’s control, but frankly she has zero clue how to do this and is pretty much flying by the seat of her pants. this goal is also a secret -- as of now she hasn’t told anyone about her eventual plans, since she doesn’t want to make herself into a target

some plot ideas!

anyone from etlia! were you a noble? a solider? a commoner? you’ve probably at least heard of leila’s family, and if you lived in astelle you may have even known her personally! she wants to reconnect with fellow etlians really bad tbh, she still feels a responsibility towards them as a leader (even if she never took the title of margrave, she’s always been trained for it since she was second in line)

fellow mercenaries/hunters/soldiers -- maybe you were on a job together and hit it off, or maybe you just kept butting heads -- leila can be pretty stubborn sometimes. maybe you and leila were on jobs that directly opposed each other; one of you could’ve been hired to protect someone while the other was hired to kill them, etc. or you could just be rivals in any other sense!

students at lotus academy or others who are based in noyillai -- leila moves between noyillai, podakko, and zoratori a lot, but she probably ends up in noyillai the most often, since it usually has the most news about what’s happening in the west. 

anyone from gleerium or who sympathizes with them -- she honestly will probably hate you on sight. that could be a very cool dynamic to work with!! maybe she actually likes you at first and then finds out you’re from gleerium and does an about-face and suddenly hates you and doesn’t trust you. she doesn’t advertise her etlian heritage to anyone except other etlians, so you may not even know Why she suddenly doesn’t like you. there’s all kinds of potential there!

if you lived in seodal/northwestern ganggyn near the end of the war, maybe you knew the innkeeper who took leila in? the innkeeper herself will be an npc, but the inn will be an open location so anyone could have been a regular patron or employee there, or just someone who lived nearby at the time and witnessed leila show up as a refugee and possibly watched as she slowly started to recover from the trauma of the war.

if none of these strike your fancy then i’m definitely open to brainstorming anything, as well!

wanted connections -- these would require a whole new character to be built from the ground up based on what i have written for leila’s backstory, but i’ve kept most things flexible and am willing to work with anyone who’s interested!

leila’s older brother - i have a lot written about him already, but any or all of it can be changed for the sake of your muse. she definitely thinks he’s dead, so i would LOVE to have someone join as him so we can write about their reunion and everything!

the current duke of calusia - this is the person who’s taken over leila’s homeland, who now lives in her childhood home, and who has “stolen” (in her mind) her father’s lance, which is an heirloom passed down in her family for generations. needless to say, leila despises this person. would definitely be cool to have in the rp!

#;intro #;ooc #;queued #[ wish i could be here for my acceptance but i'll be on later tonight and tomorrow!! ]

[catandmousebullshit]

[ RESTRAIN ]:     sender pushes the receiver back against the wall to stop them from physically fighting the sender.

     Jake immediately shoved in return once his back hit the wall. No way was he getting stabbed in an alley. However, the other man’s strength overpowered his and he was pushed back against the brick hard. “No way to start a friendly conversation,” he snarled in the other man’s face as he struggled to free himself.

#krauserisms #v ;; same shit different day #;queued

[littleguysdaily]

#I couldn't find the post I queued sorry OP I found the original video

[beaft]

a small child came into the café today and asked to buy a chocolate truffle. he tapped a credit card on the reader and it did not go through, mainly because it was not a credit card but in fact a junior cinema pass. i gently explained he couldn't use that to buy things in shops and he looked so gutted that i was like "...but just this once you can have it for free, don't tell my boss though" he said thank you and walked out with his truffle and as he went i heard him chuckling to himself and saying "yes..... yes!!!!!" like the sickos comic

#slightly dotty child or world's most precocious scam artist? you decide. #i asked where his parents were and apparently they were queuing for a table at the restaurant across the street #he even pointed them out to me #so don't worry this was not an unsupervised bébé #be shh now #containment breach

[gerrykeay]

did you know there's a day-by-day timeline of the plot in the dungeon meshi adventurer's bible and TODAY is when it all kicks off

happy falin gets eaten and the gang starts eatin' day :)

#i'll put the full timeline in a reblog for other Nerds #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #admittedly its early but i hadnt seen anyone post about it and someone Needed to #this thing is so thorough you could put together a reread order for a dunmeshi daily. but i didnt do that #or get a 'on this day in dungeon meshi' blog all queued up. i didnt do that either #hall of dubious fame

[paragonrobits]

some important calvin and hobbes facts in case you haven't read the original comic strip in a long time or only absorbed stuff on it from memes and out of context bits on here:

Calvin's last name has never been given, and neither has any of his parent's names. This was actually why his uncle Max only showed up for a brief storyline; the creator of the comic, Bill Watterson, ultimately felt that while it was fine to have him as someone for his parents to talk to, it felt far too awkward to never have Max refer to them by name and he never made a return appearance.

The general tone of the comic is fairly light-hearted, with a big emphasis on goofy slapstick comedy contrasted by clever wordplay and often surprising adult-centered jokes that'll hit you like a slap. A big part of the comedy is, as Watterson put it (paraphrased) "It's really funny to me when people express deeply stupid ideas with really fancy terminology." One notable example you might have seen is that one bit where Calvin asks his mom for money to buy a Satan-worshiping rock album and his mom replies that there's nothing genuine about them and they're just putting on the attitude for shock value, and comisserates with Calvin as he deplores that mainstream nihilism can't be trusted. He concludes that childhood is disillusioning.

There is a LOT of criticism of the extreme materialism and selfish mentality of the late 80s, when the comic was initially written. This may go a long way to explain how its aged so well; much of what it criticizes resonates well with people today.

Bill Watterson views comic strips a legitimate form of artwork, and repeatedly fought to have more space to draw more beautiful and artistic backgrounds, which was a very hard fight and unpopular even with other comic strip artists. He eventually did win some compromises and a lot of Calvin And Hobbes' artwork shows it, with the use of space to indicate time as well as a sharp contrast between the often plain environments of mundane life contrasted by the wildly beautiful imagery of Calvin's imagination (which often sports realistic depictions in an art shift of sorts).

Hobbes is explicitly not an imaginary friend, by word of Watterson himself. We don't know WHAT he is exactly, and Hobbes is apparently unaware of the strange nature of his reality; people look at him and only see an ordinary stuffed tiger plushie, but he has a tangible effect on the world that would be physically impossible for Calvin to do on his own. He's apparently been around for a while, and was apparently around when Calvin was a young baby.

On that note; Hobbes has implicitly killed (notably treated as both a gag and also with the vibe of 'he's a tiger, duh') and while he doesn't do it again on-screen, he doesn't have any moral issues about it. Calvin claims that he's never had trouble bringing Hobbes to school because the last time he did, Hobbes killed and ate a bully named Tommy Chestnut and simply comments that it was gross and he needed a bath. Calvin's tried to repeat this again, but Hobbes was grossed out at the thought having to eat a kid raw and not being allowed to use an oven first, or complaining that children are too fattening.

Hobbes became gradually less human-like in body language and more like an actual cat in both body language and behavior; this was due to Watterson drawing more inspiration from his cat, who also inspired a lot of Hobbes' running gags, such as pouncing on Calvin when he got home. Several years into the syndication of the strip, Watterson's cat passed away, and he did a tribute to her with a comic strip of the two of them agreeing to try to dream together so they can keep playing when they have to sleep; Watterson's commentary (if I recall right), remarks on his cat: "We can see each other again in dreams."

#calvin and hobbes #queued

[heritageposts]

🇵🇸 From Friends of Al-Aqsa (FOA):

This Ramadan make sure you’re not breaking your fast with the taste of apartheid. All you need to do is check the label to avoid buying dates from apartheid Israel. This includes dates labelled from Israel, the West Bank and the Jordan Valley or if the country of origin is not shown. Ramadan is a time of reflection and self-improvement. During this month we are more conscious of our actions and how they affect others. Israel is the world’s largest producer of Medjoul dates. Let's be conscious of not buying dates that support Israel’s illegal occupation of Palestine and apartheid regime. * Major UK supermarkets like ASDA, Tesco, Iceland and Waitrose all sell dates from apartheid Israel as well as local grocery stores * The UK is the second-biggest importer of Israeli dates in Europe 50% of Israeli dates are exported to Europe, where the UK, Netherlands, France, Spain and Italy import huge quantities of the dried fruit. In 2020 the UK imported over 3000 tonnes of dates from Israel, worth roughly 7.5 million pounds. There are two peaks of date consumption in Europe. One is during the month of Ramadan and the other is during New Year’s Eve and Christmas. Boycotting Israeli dates in Ramadan is a concerted community effort that can show we are not powerless. It would be brilliant to see all Israeli dates still left on shelves across the UK and Europe at the end of the blessed month. This would reflect our strength as a community to stand together with a very important message: We will not support the oppression of Palestinians and we will not be complicit in Israeli apartheid. So, this Ramadan #CheckTheLabel and boycott Israeli dates.

With Ramadan approaching, please consider sharing!

If you're in the UK, they also have leaflets available for order on their webpage. These tie into their upcoming campaign #CheckTheLabel, with a national day of action on the 16th of February.

Again, check their webpage for more info.

#palestine #israel #gaza #bds #boycott divest sanction #i'll set this post up to be queued too

[storm-of-feathers]

I'm very fond of this video

#i think something i have queued today briefly mentions it so here have some early context

[voyagerprobe]

mr krabs's license to kill expires tomorrow

#ive had this queued since like 2013 #5k #10k #20k #50k #100k

[apurekindness]

i'll tell you when you get your soft, italicized, "Oh."

— the kiss.

you typically wait until the last second to believe the truth--because it would destroy you to believe it, and then find out it was a lie. you are someone who has never wanted to want, but has rarely been able to do anything else. the idea that you might have to break down your walls for the sake of someone else, someone who could easily decide they don't like what is on the other side, is harrowing. why let people get close enough to be rejected? you are enough for yourself. and you will tell yourself that every time you catch yourself staring at their mouth, smirking at their joke, finding a reason to flick their shoulder. until the kiss. that's when the flood of want, want, want bowls over you and you realize that you are torn between two ways of living. Oh, you think. because despite how complicated you have made it, the moment you kiss, somehow, things seem incredibly simple. they won't be once you start thinking again, but for now, for this moment, you live in the quiet peace of revelation. Oh.

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Tagging: anyone who wants to do it! :)

#;queued #;about kiara

[counting-stars-gayly]

It’s time we accept that Percy Jackson is an unreliable narrator. He’s not dumb. He’s just insecure. He’s not clueless about his and Annabeth’s feelings. He’s just in denial. He’s not clueless about Rachel’s feelings. He just doesn’t want to do anything about them. His mother isn’t perfect. He just loves and respects her more than anyone in the world. That boy contradicts his own inner monologue all the time. Do not trust him!!

EDIT: Please don’t interact just to disagree. You can make your own post.

#if anything proves this it’s the og text. but heroes of Olympus and the tv show made it even more obvious. #queued #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo #pjo books #pjo tv show #pjo tv series #pjo spoilers #pjo adaptation #percabeth #percy jackon and the olympians #riordanverse #heroes of olympus #percy jackson analysis #i guess

[hearkenedsouls]

Run! Don't look back!! (Constance Bonacieux to Anne)

@timeguardians

The Queen didn't know what was happening, but the panic in Constance voice was clear and she grabbed at Anne's hand as she ran towards her - pulling her along as they ran down the road.

"Constance?" she gasped for breath, resisting the urge to turn behind her and see what they were running from. "What's happening? Where are the Musketeers?"

#timeguardians #;the spanish queen #//thank you for this! #;queued

[catandmousebullshit]

❝ will you let me take a look? ❞

     “It’s not that pretty,” Jake warned as he held on to his arm. Thankfully he had no fear of contracting the virus, but the son-of-a-bitch sure did take a bite out of him. He had wrenched his arm away, causing even more damage. At least the culprit was on the ground, with its head a paste under his boot. “Could probably use a proper bandage if we’ve got one.”

#lotuskissed #v ;; same shit different day #tw ;; gore #;queued

[ancicntforged]

Farming some RM relics and I might as well just kill myself now

#ooc #;queued #its just a joke shush