#feb 2016

[lin-archive]

#lin manuel miranda #linmanuelmiranda #hamilton #hamilton musical #in the heights #feb 2016 #15.02.16 #grammys 2016

[mikeywayarchive]

mikeyway: It was seven years ago today that @kristincolby made me the happiest man in the entire universe. Those words get tossed around a lot, but I can say them with such certainty because I feel it so deeply.

In all my years and experiences, nothing compares to meeting you, and saying "I Do." When I think back to those moments, I'm at peace and filled with complete happiness.

You've given me your love, your patience, your support, and the perfect family. No matter where I go, no matter what I do, the thought of coming home to you is what always makes me smile.

I look forward to spending the rest of forever with you ❤️

[Feb 20, 2023]

#mikey way #kristin colby way #ig #2023 #feb 2023 #2/20/23 #2016 #feb 2016 #2/20/16 #photo #originals

[robrongifs]

#aaron's face when robert says he wants him and want it to be different: FUCK ME UP #ededit #emmerdale #aaron dingle #robert sugden #robron #* #*ad #*rs #*robron #feb 2016 #feb 25 2016 #redemption #abuse sl #also sorry i have never been good at night/dark scenes

[happybirthdayxalbum]

happy 2nd birthday to...

Spirit Phone by Lemon Demon!!

#feb 29 2016 #lemon demon

[player1064]

feb 2016 🤔

WIP asks but it's just the various sections of my happy (???) beville (/angsty carraville) WIP

quick authors note this is smutty but not THAT smutty but also possibly the smuttiest thing I've ever written in my life which is not saying much but this is just to say. go easy on me on that front 😅

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February, 2016.

It feels a bit pathetic to admit, but Gary’s only slept with one person his whole life. His mates tease him about it, even Becks does sometimes, but to Gary it’s almost a point of pride. He’s spent the last twenty years honing his skill in the art that is making love to David Beckham, and he’s not just tooting his own horn when he says he’s damn good at it.

This, though, this isn’t making love. This is fucking, plain and simple and ugly. And it’s not David.

He’s on his back on a king-sized bed in a hotel room in Barcelona, and he’s staring resolutely up at the ceiling trying not to think too much about the fact that it’s Jamie Carragher looming over him, Jamie Carragher pinning his wrists above his head, Jamie Carragher’s dick pushing inside him.

It’s rough, not in an unpractised way (almost suspiciously not, when Gary thinks of the cool silver band still sitting on Jamie’s finger), but in a ‘this is all I want from you’ way. In a ‘this is all you deserve’ way.

Becks is never rough with him. He can’t be, it’s just not who he is. Even when they were younger, when everything was new and exciting and they were still trying to learn what made each other tick, even then, when Gary had asked if he could try throwing him round a bit, he’d never been able to make it work. He loves Gary too much to hurt him, he’d said, apologetic. Not even consensually.

Jamie Carragher has no such fucking problem.

He’s muttering as he thrusts, a mixture of insults and obscenities that Gary’s mostly tuned out. He scrapes his teeth over Gary’s sensitive spots, just on the wrong side of too much pressure, and he presses his fingers so hard into the soft flesh of Gary’s middle that he just knows it’s going to leave a mess of bruises behind.

A mess of bruises which Becks won’t ever need to know are there, because when Gary goes home tomorrow it’ll be to the house he’s renting in Valencia, the one that’s always so jarringly quiet and empty because Becks isn’t there, Becks is still in Manchester.

The thought makes tears prick in his eyes, and Jamie pauses, moves a hand up to touch Gary’s cheek, unnervingly gentle. Gary has no choice but to look at him, them, to remind himself what it is exactly he’s doing here. That’s enough to push him over the edge, he feels a tear well over and roll down his cheek, clamps his lips shut before there’s a chance for a sob to escape.

Jamie, still too gentle, brushes the tear away with his thumb. He’s frowning, worried even as he’s panting from the exertion, even as he’s kneeling there with his dick halfway into Gary’s arse.

“Don’t,” he says quickly, looking away again with an embarrassed blush. “Please, just don’t. I said I wanted a distraction, didn’t I, so fuckin’ get on with it.”

“Are y’sure?”

Gary nods, and Jamie does too, just once in confirmation, before his fingers go to grip Gary’s hips and he pushes back inside of him, the force of it painful in the exact right way.

Later, when they’re done, Jamie rolls off Gary and onto his back, sweaty and exhausted. He grins when Gary turns his head to look at him, opens his mouth like he’s about to say something, and Gary leaps out of the bed to run to the bathroom and throw up.

Oh, God.

What has he done.

Jamie gives him a minute before following him into the bathroom, squatting down next to him to rub his back as he sobs over the toilet bowl.

“This is makin’ me feel all wrong, Gary. I never meant to upset you, I thought you wanted it like –”

“—I did,” Gary interrupts. “I did, this is nothin’ to do w’that. ‘snothin’ to do w’you, don’t be so full of yourself.”

“Well excuse me for worryin’, I’ve never ‘ad someone cry while I’m fuckin’ them before.”

“You fuck a lot of people, then?” Gary asks, turning to look pointedly at Jamie’s wedding ring.

Jamie bristles. “Maybe I do, yeah. None of your fuckin’ business, is it? You’re the one who was askin’ for it, you desperate slut.”

Despite having come just a few minutes ago, despite being knelt on a cold bathroom floor with tear tracks on his face and the taste of vomit in his mouth, Gary feels his dick twitch with interest at the words, just a tiny bit. He feels his cheeks flush, hopes Jamie hasn’t noticed.

“I’ve never –” Gary takes a shaky breath. “I’ve never done nothin’ like this before. I’m – I have someone. I’ve had someone, for last twenty years. We never, uh, we’ve never had to live apart before, not for this long. It’s been tough. And that loss, today…”

He sighs, lets himself lean back against Jamie’s bare chest, lets Jamie press a kiss to the crown of his head.

“It stops feelin’ so bad, eventually,” he says softly. “The guilt. You get used to it. But I know, the first time is – I never knew you ‘ad a partner.”

“No, ‘cause it’s none of your fucking business, Jamie. And this isn’t – this isn’t a first time, it’s an only time. You might be able to fuck around all you want, but that’s not me.”

“Ha ha,” Jamie says flatly. “Who knows, Gary, maybe you’ll be back in Manchester with yer partner sooner’n you think, the way people were goin’ on in that press conference.”

“Don’t even fuckin’ joke about that, Carra, what a shitshow.”

#have 2 sections for feb 2016 one which is carraville and one which is more beville #asked the carraville discord which to post and shockingly. they wanted the carraville. #I love! valencia angst! LOVE it!!!! #carraville #wip asks #also this was one of the first sections i wrote of this fic. so there's a couple of continuity bits I'll need to fix #but also a lot of the fic WAS based on the idea of this scene. so. #sdkfkdsahfkjadsf

[warmglowofsurvival]

"met @halsey in a gay club in Manchester last night 😁 she bought us a drink and was so nice 😭😭 #halsey #badlandstour"

#twenty one pilots #twentyonepilots #josh dun #joshua dun #halsey #ashley frangipane #gay club #gay bar #manchester #uk #united kingdom #badlands #badlands tour #feburary #feb #feburary 22 #feburary 21 #2016 #feburary 2016 #feburary '16 #feb '16 #feb 2016 #england #samwise #fish

[umseb]

sebastian vettel stops to greet a young fan during pre-season testing, barcelona, spain - 2016 📷 https://twitter.com/sebvettelnews/status/703990140650151936

#sebastian vettel #f1 #formula 1 #flashback fic ref #flashback fic ref 2016 #not a race #non-race #2016 not a race #2016 non-race #pre-season #pre-season 2016 #pre-season 16 #pre-season2016 #pre-season16 #testing #testing 2016 #barcelona #spain #(note to self: pics uploaded feb 28 2016 and said this was earlier that week)

[darkdragon768]

Hey, it's me!

(was about time that I do a ref for my fursona)

#woo dragons art be upon you #my art #art #fursona #furry #dragon #i probably made him like maybe a decade ago? #so this could kinda be anniversary art? #let me look something up #hm not exactly #the earliest drawing I could find from him was feb. 24th 2016 #guess you could take that as a birthdate #but he has looked quite different back then #I've decided to give him more fluff cuz I once thought 'if I want a fursuit of him. he needs to become more fluffy!' #originally he had some blade like tail #a some sorta tube thing on the cheeks where you could see radioactive fluid flowing through it #like blood through veins #but yea #now he's just a lil adorable dragon who just wanna have fun #yet has to deal with so many world and self problems #he kinda looks different in every perspective here #inconsistent art style goes strong

[jesse-wilder]

Holtzmann: I guarantee you, in ten years, I’ll be Jesse’s second wife.

Jesse: What happened to my first wife?

Holtzmann: Nothing you can prove.

#jesse x holtzmann #holtzmann x jesse #jesse faden #jillian holtzmann #ghostbusters (2016) #control (2019) #femslash february #femslash feb 2024

[whimsicmimic]

if you want to! tell us more about your lizard PCs because i’m so angry on your behalf from those tags

ohhhh i will HAPPILY talk about my old lizards, Especially the First Lizard, Avra Ree, because Avra Ree went on a fucking Journey.

So this! Is Avra Ree, she was a copper dragonborn and a death cleric, and she was my First Ever DnD Character. She was a fucking mess, both wrt stats (because none of us knew what we were doing; fucking TAZ:Balance taught me more about mechanics than my group at the time, and Balance was. Hooo boy.) and in terms of group cohesion, but that’s okay, because I loved her!

The gist of Avra was that she came from a clan of dragonborn that worshipped a goddess of death and rot. It was a heavily isolated group, and in leaving it to go on a pilgrimage, this would be Avra’s first time encountering the new world around her. She was full of love and joy, and she was Terrified of rain and water. She was a mortician, and regarded death with a certain gentleness and love. She also had a brother, who died from illness at a young age; she never really moved on from the grief, and kept his skull, which she kept with her and used as a spell focus.

The core themes of Avra’s character were isolation, love, and grief.

I’d play her like a few more times over the years (once in another campaign that never really took off the ground, and a few more times in one-shots) but it wouldn’t be a while until she came back.

In February of 2019, my buddy Hollis wanted to run a campaign. We were RP partners at the time! I went yea sure count me in!!!!!!

I knew I wanted to play Avra again, but I kinda wanted to mix up her design after the last few years of Lizard. so ENTER!!!! Marvey!!!!!!

Avra Ree would be rewritten as a firbolg grave cleric named Himemiya “Marvey” Llue.

Over the course of Everything, there’d been more lorework and detail given to her backstory and the setting of it.

She’d be from a clan of firbolg living in an archives that once was the hoarde of an ancient silver dragon, which was regarded as the savior of their people. They were dedicated to the preservation of knowledge above all else. Though the Great Dragon was long dead by the time Marv came about, the logul people were dedicated to the preservation of the hoarde and its expansion! On occasion, people would leave the mountain to go back out into the world and gather more books, articles, papers, newspapers, paintings — anything they could get their hands on, really. Go out, learn more about your field of study, come back and report what new discoveries had been made, if any.

Marvey’s mother would leave on a pilgrimage. She’d leave her kid and her husband behind with bright eyes and promises to be back in a few years, and then she never came back. So! Later on. Marvey would also leave. Head out into the world, find out what happened to her mother and maybe find some closure.

She’d become a cleric of Jergal, after finding a dilapidated temple of his that’d been taken over and inhabited by all sorts of imps and other nasty critters + helping clearing it out and tidying it up.

Core themes of her character were once again love, death, grief, and isolation, and some of her central conflicts revolved around trauma as a result of heavy childhood neglect, (more) grief, and also unlearning harmful shit from your upbringing and environment.

Also? Anger. Oh my god. Anger.

Marvey had ! Many, many issues. There was a big conflict between her and another party member early on that neither one of them really recovered from, and it ended up becoming a big issue that was slowly driving the party apart. Marvey was also fucking, deeply deeply angry and felt things VERY intensely, which ended up causing a lot of problems vis a vis character bleed for me, and it ended up negatively impacting my mental health to the point where we made the hard decision to let Marvey go + start playing another character.

We never found Marv’s mom, and Marv never got her closure.

Instead, Marv joined the mafia. She now — post campaign — acts as a doctor for the mob + runs a small community clinic by herself. She’s a fixture of her newfound community, and she’s fiercely protective of this small corner of the city she’s made for herself.

HOWEVER.

Avra Ree had a Real Cute Design, didn’t she? And I kinda wanted to play a lizard again after so many years. I made a lot of mistakes with Marvey; she was a source of conflict, when I wanted her to be more soft and warm, the glue that holds the party together. So when Marvey and Ish (Marv’s replacement)’s campaign ended, we decided to return to lizard.

Enter: Tamara Bhatt

This is Tama, my sweet beloved Tama. I love her So Much. She’s a brass dragonborn gunslinger/rogue. She is!!! Just A Guy! And i’m Insane about her.

She’s the oldest of five, and she comes from a very small town. She left home to head north into her country’s capital to apprentice under a weaponsmith. The way that she joined the party/campaign? Her mentor was having her deliver a package in person to one of their clients (an npc named Yu Huang, a famous actor and important political heir a few countries over. Tama and Huang would later become Best Fucking Friends.)

She’s Just A Fucking Guy, but she’s got some of The Best characterization I’ve EVER done, and I just really have a fucking blast playing her. I love this lizard so much. She’s just a guy. Just a small town lizard who went into the Big City to deliver a package, met some people, and now she’s so thoroughly entangled in this deep web of conflict with no way out. To protect one of our party members, our only options are to Get Famous, or Die Trying, and now? Tama’s in far too deep.

If I had to assign her core themes, they’d be identity, what it means to be brave, family, and isolation vs community. And Love, of course. You can fit So Much Love in this lizard.

It’s been really interesting though! Because Avra most certainly became Marvey, but Tama’s character was certainly informed by mistakes I made with playing Marv. Marv was a character who would’ve been really fun to read in a story, sure, and I love her to bits! But ultimately, she wasn’t a character well-suited for an improvisational cooperative game. She was too heavily developed, and it made her incredibly rigid. She was sweet and friendly, but INCREDIBLY stubborn and Driven. I wanted her to be a stabilizing force for the party, but she ended up becoming a source of conflict.

With Tama, though? I’ve actually managed to succeed! Tama is likeable! She’s the Big Sister of the party, the one people turn to for comfort, the mediator. There was a two-session gap where Tama actually died during combat, and her body had to be left behind, causing a lot of uncertainty and grief in the party because That’s Tama, and We Left Her Behind, and What If We Never Get Her Back? and ngl, it was genuinely Fascinating to see the hole Tama left in the party, because her absence was VERY MUCH felt!!!! You could see the arguments play out and all the spots where Tama would usually step in and help work things out, and it was ROUGH!!!!!!

But ! Idk man, I just think its Neat. That’s the story of my first DnD character, Avra Ree, who paved the way for Marvey and Tama, all three of which who are Distinct, but also kinda overlapping still. Its neat!

#sometimes you ship of theseus a lizard #and you end up with three distinct characters #one of which is actually a cow (firbolg) #this is the rough and quick of it though! #i started playing avra in……..2016? marv i began playing in feb of 2019 and tama i began playing in july of 2021 #tobi talks #marvey #tama #SORRY IT TOOK ME A MOMENT TO SEE THIS KEEBS #deerkibble

[musiquesduciel]

Just found out that I unknowingly watched Fitoor (2016) on its 7 year anniversary today. What a happy coincidence.

#I randomly decided to put it on my watch list last night and I was deciding which movie to watch this afternoon and thought I'll just watch #fitoor and hours after surfing on twitter I find out it was released feb 12 2016 #l m a o #fitoor #aditya roy kapoor #katrina kaif #bollywood #personal

[shadows-of-almsivi]

Muthesra! Come, join us on this happy day. For we are remembering our old home, and the old ways. Perhaps you would sing us a song you remember of your childhood?

Of course, sera, of course! Let’s see now… Ah, do you remember the first year Temple lessons, for the littlest children? Those songs the Templemer would sing with us to teach us to be careful and clever? I remember, I sang them to my little sister, Aruvem.

In the velvet dark of the kwama mine

The queen counts her children, three, six, nine

Strong and meek and small in turn

With sturdy shells and bites that burn

In the deep soft ash by foyada’s glow

The nix-hounds hoot and howl and low

Guard our families, stalk our lives

Haunting songs and hungry eyes

In the flowing course of the river’s run

The fishes splash beneath the sun

Shining scales and sweet white meat

Gnaw clean our bones in long sharp teeth

In the hallowed stone of God-City’s streets

The Watch hunts traitors, slaves and thieves

Father, uncle, brother, once

Beneath the gold, are no one’s sons

Mother Morrowind, Clockwork King

The Poet’s tongues we praise and sing

ALMSIVI’s lesson to little elves

–The Three guards those who guard themselves.

#Anonymous #(This has been in my drafts since FEB 2016 what) #asks #misc asks #(I'm FINALLY on the end of my taxidermy rush work for the year so now I have a little more time to write and bury myself in TES escapism) #tumblr why do you keep fucking up my formatting

[robrongifs]

#i plan on posting just on the weekends but as you know this was a good meaty double episode #so i just wanna post it all at once and get it out of the way #ededit #emmerdale #robron #aaron dingle #robert sugden #* #*ad #*rs #*robron #feb 2016 #feb 25 2016 #abuse sl #redemption

[happybirthdayxalbum]

happy 8th birthday to...

Who Really Cares by TV Girl!!

#feb 25 2016 #who really cares #tv girl #2016

[grgie]

man i love tumblr polls im learning so much

#this is abt my pinned poll #like some many ppl got into taz after balance ended #which is wild to me bc the fandom felt HUGE back then #esp compared to now #also most people who joined whilst it was going was around the suffering game? #i wonder if it was the arms outstretched moment #bc i Know i started listening late late 2016/early 2017 bc i have a distinct memory of listening in finland in feb 2017 #bc i tweeted like !! love this show!! #also i downloaded a bunch of podcasts to listen to on my ipod nano for that trip #helena talks to the void

[stupid-lemon-eater]

dear person who has left a bunch of wonderful comments on my fics that i fully 100% intend on responding to:

i'm so sorry it's taken me so long, thank you so much for writing them i love every one of them, for whatever reason my brain refuses to work properly in february when it comes to writing so i'm hoping my curse will lift again in a couple of days and i'll be able to respond to them

but pls know i've seen your comments, i appreciate them, i have been rereading them regularly, i am holding your face between my palms and kissing you on the forehead, and i will not end my ceaseless wandering of this earth until i have responded to all of them

#seriously since i published my first fic back in 2016 feb's the only month i've never published a single fic #i have the stats in a spreadsheet to back it up lol #my fics #writing