#only 10 days left!

[poirott]

Detective vs. psychic medium

A HAUNTING IN VENICE (2023), dir. Kenneth Branagh

#a haunting in venice #poirot #hercule poirot #kenneth branagh #agatha christie #michelle yeoh #tina fey #filmedit #perioddramaedit #ahauntinginveniceedit #*edit #from the new 'lost my faith' clip #we're getting a lot of new promo! \o/ #only 10 days left! #omg the chandelier crashing out of nowhere #in the middle of a quiet scene made me JUMP #the composer said the film is 'autumn-y' #and a big departure from previous 2 films #everyone is saying how different AHIV is #i'm excited to see how it all fits together

[ineed-to-sleep]

So I've had this wip sitting in my folders for months now and decided to ressurect it to satiate the urge to draw these two again

#I actually finished a wip after abandoning it for so long alright iconic moment for me personally #this is them in the cab coming back from the warrens after getting their asses handed to them by all the szlachta #she handled herself a lil better but vincent is squishy and almost died like. 10 times #vtm #vtmb #the fledgling #brujah #oc.vince #oc.pepper #ship: viper #sleepyscribble #she looks a lil sad bc yk she nearly lost the dude and she starts realizing she liiikes hiiiiiim teehee #she legit doesn't know what she would do if she rlly lost him #but she doesn't think she's in love ofc ofc it's just that yk he's the only person she really feels like she can trust #and the only one she feels really good around and who she feels she could tell anything to #and tbh she hasn't felt this way with anyone else in a long long time even before she became undead and had to deal w the other kindred #but that's normal for a friendship yk this is just a really strong friendship why ruin it with romance right that's stupid #no she wasn't watching him take his shirt off with her eyes almost popping out of her skull the other day shhh that didn't happen #she doesn't even remember he has freckles on his back and a scar on his shoulder. the left one. she doesn't remember she wasn't even lookin #ANYWAY no lust no feelings she's fine don't worry abt it 👍🏻

[artbean]

@eddiemonth day 21: hellfire

eddie in the hellfire club palette for @emma-elsa-0000–just had to use this request for this prompt, i think it’s my favorite portrait yet!

request a palette and i’ll whip up a 2hr portrait like this one<3 note that i have quite a backlog but i do plan to do every one!

#eddie munson #joseph quinn #stranger things #st #stranger things fan art #st fanart #st4 #stranger things 4 #hellfire club #eddie munson fanart #eddiemonth #2hrport #askedfor #lexidoodledoo #2023 #only 10 more days left of eddie month thats so crazy

[wowsomanynames]

I was trying something.. then I accidentally created this 💀💀

#tbb #the bad batch #star wars #star wars clone wars #bad batch #tbb crosshair #clone wars #sorry I'm not good cuz there's only 10 days left till TBB is over..

[chirpsythismorning]

Not a redditor comparing the possibility of byler endgame to the likelihood of the earth being flat

#byler #these are fictional characters were talking about #in a fictional universe #you’re gonna compare two boys falling in love and ending up together in a fictional story #with flat earthers…. #this just proves they refuse to even look at evidence #they are terrified of it #they’re only solution is to deflect and be completely obtuse about it #and then explain in 10 different paragraphs why nothing is that deep… #like it’s literally already half canon #and there’s one more season left #just say you’re hoping with all your might it won’t happen and let’s call it a day #😐 #🤔 #🤣

[hephaestuscrew]

Sometimes I think about Dominik Koudelka's assistant who takes Minkowski's call in Ep43 Persuasion...

In the moment, dismissing the voice on the other end of the phone feels like the right thing to do. She can't just put any random person who calls through to Mr. Koudelka immediately; if she did, there would be no point in him having an assistant at all. And when that random caller is claiming to be Mr. Koudelka's dead wife, of course it would be wrong to subject him to that. (Cont. below cut)

She's seen Mr. Koudelka in the denial stage of grief, if only from a professional distance. She knows that the only time he took off after he heard the news was the day of his wife's funeral. She knows he started working days so long it was a wonder he got any sleep at all. She's heard rumours that he tried to insist that The Times' coverage of the shuttle crash ought to use the word 'allegedly' more. Apparently he ignored every sensitively-worded inquiry about whether he wanted to have any input on his wife's obituary.

Mr. Koudelka certainly doesn't need some cruel joke reopening emotional wounds. It's better not to mention it to him. His assistant knows that she did the right thing. 

Or at least, she thinks she did. But she still can't stop thinking about that voice on the other end of phone, its desperation, its sense of urgency, its bizarre impossible claim.

So maybe she finds herself looking up Renée Minkowski, just to set her mind at ease. And there's surprisingly little information out there, but she eventually finds a clip of an interview from just before the launch of the Hephaestus mission. And that's when her stomach drops. She recognises the voice in the video. It's the same voice as the one she heard on the end of the phone. She's sure it's the same voice.

And what is she supposed to do then? Go to her boss and tell him that his wife is alive? Tell him that she lost him potentially his one chance to talk to his presumed dead wife? Admit that she didn't tell him about that call straight away? She's got no proof, just her memory. What if she's wrong about it being the same voice? Maybe it was a good impersonator, or a technological trick, or the power of suggestion. Is telling him the truth worth risking her job for? Is it worth risking giving false hope to a widower who has only just begun to move on? What if he doesn't believe her? What if he does?

#Wolf 359 #w359 #Dominik Koudelka #Renée Minkowski #Renee Minkowski #Personally I imagine that Koudelka's assistant didn't ever tell him about that call #because how can you tell someone something like that? #but if she did #there is some very interesting potential in terms of how he might react to that #which I'm sure other people have explored probably #In terms of thinking about Koudelka not taking time off #after hearing that his wife was dead #Minkowski is the kind of person who works super hard to avoid her feelings #so I think Koudelka would be similar #Thinking about when Gabriel Urbina said that before she left. Minkowski made Koudelka promise #that he would only worry about her for 10 minutes a day #and that he would be busy doing stuff the rest of the time #What can he do with that promise once he thinks she's dead? #I'm wildly inconsistent with how much I care about Minkowski and Koudelka's marriage #When I think about it in relation to the Hephaestus crew found family and their return to Earth #I'm like 'get in line Dominik. Renée's got new priorities now. #Deal with it or go away.' #But when I think about how Dominik Koudelka is someone who loved (and was loved by) Renée Minkowski #and didn't want her to go to space for two years but let her go #because it was her dream and anyway he couldn't stop her if he tried #and then he thought she'd died out there #and Minkowski tried to speak to him from 8 lightyears away but her words never reached him... #then I'm like 'oh actually I can care about this unvoiced character' #wolf 359 spoilers #w359 spoilers

[panther-asterisk]

#digital acrylic done in rebelle 5 #FINALLY i can use acrylic paint without the hassle of not having the #skill to use it traditionally lmao-- #rebelle 5 is discounted for only $10 (2 days left?) #blake #panther #oc #furry #anthro #fursona

[vulturedimension]

you know what time it is

#polls #mine #my polls #additional details: #the only time i've left the us is that one time in high school when we went to stratford in canada #i've actually been seeing my therapist for closer to 10 years. love u kim #i deleted my blog when i was 15 with the intent to take a break from tumblr. remade the same day #i started taz bc i heard there was a nb character (roswell from the 11th hour) #been inpatient 3 times outpatient twice i think? 2 different hospitals lol #and yeah i think thats all i have to add

[zishuge]

Today I gave myself feels thinking about Fang Duobing, Di Feisheng, and Hulijing moving on and aging in a world without Li Lianhua. A world where Li Lianhua isn't there — but then again, he is there, in Lianhualou, and in the townspeople who flock to it, bearing gifts for the miracle doctor who once saved a life, fixed a roof, exposed a conman, comforted a child. Young Fang Duobing used to want to know every little detail about his hero, Li Xiangyi. Now Fang Duobing wants to know every detail about his beloved friend, Li Lianhua. The years pass and fewer people come. But if they remember him, Li Lianhua lives on.

(long post, half meta, half fic, bittersweet)

They travel together, with Hulijing, in Lianhualou. Fang Duobing has nothing better to do, so he takes up detective work again. Di Feisheng has nothing better to do, so he comes along. Everywhere they go, they look for Li Lianhua. And in their journeys, it seems like everywhere they go, someone is talking about Li Xiangyi. Li Xiangyi, who had always been something of a legend, but ever since his reappearance and subsequent (re)disappearance, has seemingly been elevated into something approaching godhood.

you should've seen him, people say, floating across the rooftops in red, cold and beautiful, like an avenging hero out of some novel. wasn't he dead? no — of course he wasn't, li xiangyi would never have been so easily killed. but it was bicha poison, i heard nobody could survive bicha poison. yes, he was definitely dead, and came back to life through dark magic. no, he'd been alive the whole time, just held captive by di feisheng. he tried to kill his shixiong ten years ago and failed, and came back to finish the job. no, his shixiong tried to kill the emperor and li xiangyi came to stop him. the emperor? impossible. yes — don't you know, li xiangyi is the emperor's long-lost son?

All of it only amuses Di Feisheng, but it irks Fang Duobing. The same Fang Duobing, who, when he was younger, would've hungered for every little detail about Li Xiangyi and begged to hear more, now finds it maddening to listen to these strangers talk about him as if they knew him. The world might have known Li Xiangyi, but it had never known Li Lianhua.

Li Lianhua, who could wield Shaoshi like it was a natural extension of his arm, but regularly cut his fingers clumsily slicing radishes and onions. Li Lianhua, who would invariably try to shrug off an attack of bicha poison, but yelped and jumped back from hot oil splatters in the kitchen like a child. Li Lianhua, who frowned when a passing carriage splashed mud onto his robes, but knelt carelessly into the dirt and grass to play with Hulijing.

None of them knew any of that.

But as Fang Duobing and Di Feisheng continue their travels, they begin to encounter other people as well. People who come running when they see Lianhualou in the distance tottering their way. People who come bearing gifts — a woman looking for the shenyi who had helped her with her back pain and also exposed the con artist who had tried to trick her daughter into marriage. A young man coming to thank the doctor who had given his father herbs for stress while uncovering the corrupt official who had falsely accused him of theft. An elderly couple looking for the young man who had helped them thatch their roof before a rainstorm and had given them some medicinal cream before he left. (One middle-aged man with a club, looking for the wangba quack doctor who had exposed his infidelity to his wife — he had left after one look at Di Feisheng, standing silently in the doorway with his arms folded across his chest and dao strapped across his back.) People who greet Hulijing like an old friend.

Fang Duobing listens eagerly to every story they tell him, and in return, he tells them about his brilliant, kind, exasperating friend. Di Feisheng rolls his eyes every time, but Fang Duobing notices he never walks away either. They don't talk about it. But it’s as if Li Lianhua returns, however briefly, during those visits; in those moments, Fang Duobing can almost see him standing there, bending down to pet Hulijing alongside these old friends as she grins her little doggy grin and wags her tail. She escorts their guests to the door, and sits in the doorway after they leave, looking out at the world as though waiting. He doesn't ask if Di Feisheng can see him too. They sit and share wine after these visits, and eat the fruit that the visitors bring, until Di Feisheng can stand the heavy silence no longer and pushes Fang Duobing outside to spar. Hulijing follows faithfully, as always.

(fang duobing had brought home a puppy, once. he can't remember where he found it, but he remembers that he had held it in his lap in his wheelchair, eager to show it to his uncle before taking it home to his mother. his uncle had glared, and told him that dogs were only useful to guard the house, and tianji manor already had guards, human ones, and that fang duobing would do better to focus on his swordplay rather than waste time on such useless and frivolous things. he had taken the puppy away and fang duobing had never seen it again. it wasn't until those blurry months as he rode across the countryside looking for li lianhua, hulijing trotting along ever so loyally at his side, that he realized this was just another way that shan gudao and li xiangyi were opposites.)

The years pass, and there are fewer and fewer people who come. One day Fang Duobing wakes up with the unbearable realization that he is now older than Li Lianhua had ever been, would ever be, and is unable to get out of bed for a good half a shichen. Di Feisheng leaves him be.

The years pass, and Di Feisheng grows older too. There are lines on his face, snowy white beginning to thread through his jet-black hair. Fang Duobing wants very much to tease him about it, but the words catch in his throat when he looks too closely at the signs of time on Di Feisheng's face. What a precious and altogether rare thing it is, to age.

The years pass, and Hulijing grows older too. Fang Duobing finds that more and more often, Hulijing can no longer keep up with him when he goes riding. He stops going riding. She gets cold more easily now too, and more and more often Fang Duobing wakes in the morning with Hulijing curled up under the covers next to him, her wet nose shoved into his armpit. He holds her close and thinks about Li Lianhua shivering in his arms.

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It's been nearly a year since their last visitor, but today there is an old man. He comes in the morning, bringing a basket of plums. A long time ago, he says, a young man who lived here saved my life. I had been poisoned, he says, by my son who wanted my money and my lands. The doctors said there was no cure. But then the young man came and performed a miracle. He saved my life. He saved my life.

Fang Duobing knows it was no miracle that saved him. He asks for the old man's hand and it is given readily, albeit bemusedly. He presses his fingers to the inside of the man's wrist, and is greeted with a whisper-faint, gentle thrum of yangzhouman — a soft hello from a much-beloved friend. You fool, he thinks dazedly, caught somewhere between overwhelmed that here is someone, inside whom a piece of Li Lianhua lives on, and so bitterly angry. What had it cost? Some hours, days, weeks? He doesn't let himself think of what another week might have afforded them in those wild final days, in their desperate search for a cure. Fang Duobing gives the old man back his hand and blinks back the sting of tears. He cannot talk about Li Lianhua today. He apologizes and tells him that the man he is looking for is traveling and won't be back for a few days, but that Fang-mou will pass on the message. Before he leaves, the man leans down to rub at Hulijing's ear. My old friend, he says, like me, you, too, are truly old now.

After the man leaves, Fang Duobing folds himself into a sit on the floor of Lianhualou and gathers Hulijing into his arms. Gently — her joints are stiff now, and he can't haul her around, can't roughhouse with her the way he used to. Di Feisheng comes down the stairs from where he had been listening; he stands behind Fang Duobing and places a warm, steady hand on his shoulder. At the edge of his vision, near the door, Fang Duobing can see the hazy hem of green robes. If he looks up, he wonders brokenly, what would he see? The face of a man forever frozen in youth? Or a face lined with age, snowy white beginning to thread through jet-black hair? He suddenly finds that he cannot bear to find out.

Fang Duobing knows. He knows that the myth and the outlandish rumors about proud, arrogant, beautiful Li Xiangyi will never die. But he also knows that one day, there will be no one else who comes to Lianhualou; no one left who remembers gentle, sly, infuriating Li Lianhua. One day, the old man will pass on and the piece of Li Lianhua that he carries with him will fade as well. And one day… Fang Duobing presses his forehead against the soft fur of Hulijing's neck where it has gone white and thin with age. He closes his eyes and breathes.

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Years and years and years later, Fang Duobing is awakened from where he has fallen into a light doze reading in his chair by a soft knock on the door. There is a woman standing outside, holding a small basket of pears. I think I remember this building, she says. I must've only been six years old, but I had run off and lost my parents. I fell down in the street and skinned my knees. A kind gege helped me and gave me a piece of candy. He said he would walk me home but I said I didn't know whether I should tell him where I lived. He laughed and asked if it would help if I knew where he lived. He pointed to the most fantastical and wild house I had ever seen. I think it was this place. Xiansheng, does he live here? Who was he? Do you know him?

Fang Duobing smiles and invites her inside. On the bed, the small white dog that Di Feisheng has named, ridiculously, Baigujing, raises her head and thumps her tail a few times in hello. Di Feisheng looks up from where he is writing a letter at the table. Fang Duobing leads the woman over and waves at her to sit down. He sits across from her, ignoring Di Feisheng's eyeroll, and offers her a piece of candy. He always keeps candy around. Fang Duobing smiles once more and says, if you'd like to know — there is so much I would like to tell you.

#i just... the idea that xiaobao just wants li lianhua to live in any way he can #if he can't live on in reality xiaobao will make damn sure he lives on in someone's memory #something something you die a second death when there is no one left to remember you something something legacy #one day there will only be fang duobing and di feisheng #fang duobing who was li lianhua's friend #and di feisheng who was li xiangyi's equal #but it is not this day #i hurt myself #mysterious lotus casebook #cw: pet death #it's only very vaguely mplied but just in case #my ramblings #how long does transferred inner power stay in someone else's body? *shrug* #that's probably not how the force works #i write economic research for a living why am i suddenly writing mlc fic i haven't written fic in 10 years THE BRAINROT IT IS REAL #in my mind these are simple townspeople not caught up on jianghu things & thus never knew that li lianhua was li xiangyi - whoever that is #baigujing is “white bone spirit” from journey to the west bc i thought di feisheng would find it funny #but did journey to the west even exist yet in lhl time? probably not? IDK i'm uncultured.

[itsjusteds]

I have a deep unbridled love for Spies are Forever. Specifically, a love strong enough to draw every character daily until I've drawn all 55. So that's what I'm doing.

To celebrate only 10 days left, today's character is the final miscellaneous Joe Walker character, the pissy old man, Day 45/55

#miscellaneous joe walker characters my beloved #hes so silly #just an old guy #dude ive been doing this for 45. days. straight. #thats insane #thats crazy #im insane #im crazy #i only have 10 days left #the end is nigh #i cant believe the brainrot is still so strong #spies are forever #tcb #joe walker #tin can bros #tin can brothers #saf #saf fanart #spies are forever fanart

[yenpondering]

Entitled customers are funny, imagine kicking up such a fuss with our managers that 2 mall security guards had to be called to come mediate all because you and your wife not only can't read but also can't see that our menu literally serves soft poached egg, not a boiled egg, in our Japanese rice bowls

Anyway read the menu properly y'all and ask questions if you're unsure, don't be a dick to hospitality workers especially over dumb shit

#this happened yesterday during boxing day #it was truly hilarious to me #this lady came to complain about our egg not being boiled fully #to which my managers were like 'yeah our menu only serves soft boiled it's shown and written very clearly on it' #but apparently this lady wasn't happy with that answer cause she left and then sent her husband back with the bowl to argue!!!! #and my managers were like nah we're gonna call security to mediate cause this guy legit just kept raising his voice #anyway in the time span of waiting for security to show up #this guy literally pulls his phone out to record a negative review of us which lmao alright #and then proceeds to tell customers looking at our menu to not order from us cause we've got bad food #they still ordered from us anyway with 1 customer saying to my coworker that they hoped he left soon cause he was making them uncomfortable #anyway security shows up and them + the guy + my managers talk for like 10+ minutes #with this guy apparently mentioning at one point that he wants us shut down #just to remind y'all if you're reading this that this is all over a soft boiled egg that is very clearly shown on the menu #and the whole thing ended with 1 of the security coming in to the shop to watch us remake the bowl without the egg #because apparently the guy was afraid we'd do something to his bowl #security looked done with this and apologised to us for this guy being so rude #also before anyone says anything both this guy and wife were fluent in English so it wasn't a matter of them not being able to read our men #and also again our bowls show a very obvious not hard boiled egg #anyway i hope they had an awful day afterwards for being such entitled dicks to us

[greyias]

I have been stuck in an infinite chat hell loop with Norton's non-existence customer service for the last fifteen minutes, and my slowly devolving boredom and simmering annoyance has me googling misremembered tumblrspeak phrases that the search results that are coming up would probably be concerning if anyone else saw them

#the moral of the story is to never give norton your credit card info #the only reason i have it is because it came with my computer and they begged me to stay for just $1 a year #IT WAS A TRAP #they will charge you without warning 30-45 days before your sub ends #and it's a war of attrition to find a real live human #to even begin to initiate a refund request #i have 10 minutes left #i'm holding onto this open tab with what's left of my sanity #this is what my friday night has become #prayer circle for my sanity

[tango-but-everywhere]

Omg hi :3 (also glad to see you back in the submission box!)

Gem’s stream, presumably from around October 25th/26th.

[ID: a minecraft screenshot with Gem’s stream overlay, taken on hermitcraft 9, within decked out - possibly the room to set your spawn in before running the dungeon. The viewer, Gem, is looking up at Tango who is crouching and has seemingly broken a hole in the ceiling to look down at her. He’s in the full dungeon master outfit, hood and all, and he’s wearing diamond armour. He’s holding a diamond pickaxe and a totem. Gem’s facecam in the upper right looks delighted to see him. End ID]

#submission #tango tek #tango but everywhere #tangotek #hermitcraft #hc9 #geminitay #submitted tango #sorry i only saw this yesterday and it was past 9pm aest by then #thank you for the submission #also if anyone wants a more detailed image description i’m more than happy to do that i didnt describe how gem looks or what the chat’s #saying #(it’s mostly variations on ‘good luck gem’ - she’s about to do a run) #i’m just doing this at 10:30 at night after a long day 👍 #but by the time this goes up my assignment will HOPEFULLY be submitted because if not i have 2 hours left to do it and that’s bad. #<- this is my blog and so you get my stories

[adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy]

home from work

#if I speak… #one of the girls walked out yesterday #the best worker we have is on the verge of blowing up on this bitch’s leaders bc since he can do everything quick and efficiently already #they’re putting 3 to 4 ppl’s workloads on him to see how far they can extend his worth and then they’re over his shoulder the whole time #micromanaging him so today he almost lost it and was literally walking around mumbling about his disrespectful they all are (facts) #and how if they don’t think he’s doing it right then they can do it and I know for a fact one of the ladies heard him #bc he wasn’t even trying to hide it at this point and like this dude is cool he has a lot of patience and helps out any way he can #so if HE’S on the brink of snapping then the rest of us don’t stand a chance LMFAO #anyways today was a fucking mess those leaders know nothing about our store yet so they have us making less than what we need until we need #it so we get behind constantly and they made prep a disaster bc again they think they can just prep a bunch of stuff in the morning #and it’ll last the whole day and yes that works in theory but the reality of the situation is every day is different and today #we sold double what we did yesterday so they had to move me to prep to fix their mistakes bc we were running out of stuff 4 hours in lmfao #and I’m the only one left who knows how to do everything on prep bc the other girls had never done it before #we’re supposed to prep 20 mac n cheese trays in the morning for the whole day #we open lunch at 10:30 tell me why I go into the cooler at 12 put more in the oven and there’s only 5 left #it’s been less than 2 HOURS and you’re already running out of macs which means those idiots prepped barely anything just to try and save mo #*money to cut down waste but that gag if you’re losing money bc now you’re short on everything and customers are leaving bc they’re having #to wait a long time for their food #and macs take 40 minutes to cool LMFAO #I get over there they’re out of parfaits they’re out of fruit cups they’re out of kale salads the front is coming in and having to take #stuff as I make it bc they keep getting orders and it’s all just a fucking mess #I have to make a custom wrap and what happens?? those morons didn’t pull the flatbreads out of the freezer like they’re supposed to every #night so now we have no flatbread and I had to run back there and put them in the warming drawer to defrost and we lost an order bc I had #nothing to make the wraps with <3 #I go back there to get more cold chicken SPOILER ALERT they didn’t have anyone make any this morning so now there’s no chicken for the wrap #and salad and it has to be grilled and then chilled for 2 FUCKING HOURS before it can be used #they’re a fucking disaster like 😭 #was the store perfect before?? ofc not but it ran quickly and efficiently as it should and now it’s literally just a mess #this bitch hasn’t even owned it for a full week yet and has already fucked it all up #womp womp!!!!!!

[dancy-nrew]

Imagine another candidate Fero au drawing I don’t have time for

#it’s years after it all and Fero’s ship is a house now #he had left for a few years before Lem tracked him down #brought him back to whatever this aus last university is #showed him theres a community he could be a part of #and he stays and then goes and stays and goes #mostly sticks around these days though #his ship has found roots #he thinks samol would find it funny #anyway its like 10 or 15 years of fero being a candidate who outlived his divine #and lem is over because its the day it happened #my anniversary fero jokes #and they talk awhile and lem says something about wishing samol hadnt done that to fero #hadnt taken fero as a part of himself when death or destruction were always the only options at the end of that relationship #and fero looks at him sitting up on the wooden counter jammed into the metal of a vessel that used to fly #sun coming through the window thats actually a porthole behind him #and says people die lem #you think id be any less destroyed if it was you?

[bluegarners]

Discord Arbitration Clause

watch this video!! i feel it is very important for people to know about this and understand what the new discord clause is, but in sum discord has opted in everyone to a clause that essentially prevents you from suing them within the public view. you CAN opt out of this by writing an email, which a template is given at the end of the video

#im sure many others already know about this but i didn’t #you have only 10 days left to opt out! #discord #Instagram