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#it was right there
randomfingthings · 2 months
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shourtyneysnick · 1 month
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they were fucking insane for this little moment
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thornescratch · 1 year
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Man, Favreau and Filoni had the chance to make the most hilarious scene possible in the series if they’d had the mythosaur swallow Ragnar after his second baptism, and they fucking missed it.
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puppeteerpoet · 5 months
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Thinking about how angrboda spent her entire life thinking that she’s not a part of loki’s future because there was no prophecy about it and there was one right under her nose on Iði medallion…
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of-the-air-ashari · 6 months
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If Guinevere ended up leaving Arthur for Lancelot in the original takes anyway.
WHY couldn't we have had a heartbroken, divorced King Arthur leaning on Merlin for support and Merlin nurses him back onto his feet and through this Arthur realizes his feelings for Merlin and we get a HAPPILY EVER AFTER OF GWEN AND LANCELOT ON THE THRONE AND MERTHUR CHILLING INCOGNITO TO LIVE THEIR LIVES TOGETHER
AND NOBODY DIES. AND EVERYONES HAPPY.
W H Y.
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What if?
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daughter of Hades Evie?
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ameliadraws135 · 23 days
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Dogday & Craftycorn walk thru the forest in a rainy day, Craftycorn forgot to bring hers but Dogday would share his umbrella soo no worries.
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destialpal · 1 month
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Buck is up in that helicopter stressing about the water, Eddie is up there stressing about being in a helicopter again. They get separated on the job. They’re still stressing bc of trauma and now they can’t find their partner/are worried about their partner. When they see each other again it’s a huge sigh of relief. They can breathe again. Bc on top of facing their trauma, they also had to face the idea of loosing the other again.
We get more talking out their own trauma separately and surrounding each other, we get talking about the will, we get them talking about how they don’t want to live without the other period. We get confessions.
In the words of Nancy Pelosi, “tic tac toe. A winner”
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isitovernow · 2 months
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okay but taylor we could have had you singing because I liked a boy x slut! mashup...........
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dutifullylazybread · 3 months
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I AM ABOUT TO THROW MYSELF INTO THE SUN.
DID ANYONE ELSE REALIZE THAT THIS TOWER RIGHT HERE:
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IS RAMAZITH'S TOWER???
(Picture sourced from Polygon)
If you go and Google pictures for the outer areas that you can access, the similarities are THERE.
Credit for images below go to Baldur's Gate wiki, GameSpot, and pinterest (basically what showed up in my Google search).
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If you compare the columns in the first picture to the tower in the game's starting screen, they're identical.
I'm honestly just mad at myself for not putting two and two together.
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running-tweezers · 7 months
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Listen I love the guy, but I’ll never accept that in the meme Reductive Audio, Erik didn’t assign this gif to Damien and Huxley when Lasko called after his date.
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respectthepetty · 2 months
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I have been so distracted by these wild subtitles for A Secretly Love that I didn't even notice the colors in the first two episodes.
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Like, I really just straight up ignored them.
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Until episode three stared me right in my face, and I couldn't look away.
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In my defense, the uniforms and the subtitles are VERY distracting.
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Now I'm over here going through the promo materials.
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And there they are!
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I'm disappointed in myself. Dishonor on me. Dishonor on my Holstein-Friesian cow.
(because it's black and white. Get it? No. Just walk away then. Leave me in my shame)
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schweizercomics · 2 months
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Here's a drawing of the carousel on Montmartre, with the Basilica up on the hill behind it. Seems like they got rid of Amelie's payphone since the last time I was up there (2002).
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nymph1e · 1 year
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Thrawn girlies out here being ELATED and TERRIFIED
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creativitycache · 17 days
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Fuck
It just hit me. Obi Wan and Cody would be perfect for an Age of Sail AU.
Master and Commander.
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kirythestitchwitch · 2 months
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Klaroline WIP Wed - Freaky Friday Time Travel AU - Klaus is a Master Baiter
It's been a while since put some of this out but i've been working on my plot issues and writing so here is some FFTT! as always @galvanizedfriend your tag!
Part One here Part Two here Part Three here Part Four here Part Five here
Pulling down a pink jacket, she wondered as she slipped it on if she’d be breaking any time laws if she brought it home with her. Shoes on, she went in search of Klaus.
The bedroom opened on a hallway lined with paintings with two closed doors and a staircase at the end, which curved around down to the landing. A living room was through one doorway, a kitchen and dining room through another. Klaus’ voice, sharp in tone, came from behind a door to the left that was cracked a smidge, and she padded quietly to the door to listen.
She needn’t have bothered, first off, he was speaking a language she wasn’t familiar with, and secondly, the moment she got within range of the door, he called out to her. “Caroline, do come in, love.”
Only slightly annoyed, she pushed the door open. The room was some kind of study or office, with a desk in the middle of the room and a couch over by the window and a corner fireplace, currently lit and casting patterns of light on the built-ins filled with books and small trinkets. A tumbler of some amber liquid in one hand, Klaus gave her a small smile, a phone held to one ear. It sounded like he was speaking maybe Icelandic or oh! probably Old Norse. She caught Kol's name flung out with irritation before he switched to English.
“I aim to enjoy time with my wife after that mess with the ifrit in Tehran that you elected not to join us for.” Klaus gestured to her to make herself comfortable, and trying not to think about how many times her future self had probably fucked Klaus on it, she sat down on the couch. Really tried not to think about it.
Looking at the firelight playing across Klaus' body, the jumble of necklaces tumbling over the neck of his shirt, Caroline very privately had to guess it was a lot of times for the couch. 'Stop that,' she told herself, 'You're with Tyler, and none of this has happened yet. You could make it all not happen.'
Kol's voice, heard by Caroline only once or twice before this, came through the phone clear to her hearing. "I knew you had it in hand, Nik. What's one teeny little fire spirit to the Original Hybrid?" His tone was mocking of Klaus' self-aggrandized title, and Caroline had to admit she was starting to see a future where maybe they could be friends, she and this nutjob brother of Klaus'.
"I don't suppose any of the Bennett witch's books happened to mention they're eight feet tall? Hmm?“ Klaus' voice was the epitome of murderous intent; he calmly took a drink, the corner of his mouth curling mischievously into a dimple that spoke volumes about how much he was enjoying leading his brother on.
”Uh. Eight feet? Really, they uh. Made them seem kind of... tiny.” Kol finished lamely. “We're at the Greek house for the month, don't have all the grimoires, you see.”
“So you've mentioned. I'll be sure to inform Caroline of your incompetence, little brother.”
“Caroline?” Kol's voice turned a little sharp. “She's okay, right? Nothing... happened?”
“Caroline's fine.” Klaus' voice was terrible and final, and for once Caroline thought he was speaking from the heart, like he was saying she would be fine because he willed it so.
“Nik, now just—”
“Like I said.” Klaus did a good impression of gathering himself. “I'd like to indulge in my wife without the family making a nuisance of themselves. Stay out of Brazil for the next month if you know what's good for you.” He hung up the phone.
“We're going to Brazil?” Caroline asked. She wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. The part of her that desperately wanted to see the world was thrilled. The other part of her that was already freaking out from being in Paris didn't know if going to a second location was a good idea.
Klaus smiled. “No, we're going to the library. Kol is going to Brazil.” Beckoning with one hand, he pulled her to her feet. Pinching the edge of the fabric between two fingers, he gave her jacket a small tug. “Excellent choice, will blend you in nicely, and you look lovely.”
Caroline beamed at him, and he licked his lips, sighed almost regretfully, and then turned away, draining his glass and setting it on the desk. Tapping a touchscreen in the corner of it, the fire went out, and Klaus waved at her to follow him. Feeling a little off-kilter, she did.
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