#tack those on

[nose-coffee]

not that anyone cares but ive been chewing on this particular snippet from gtn for like nearly a month now

#gtn #gideon the ninth #tlt #the locked tomb #fuck off lou #my post #like. she's got a point. #name ONE cav thats thriving. i'll wait #no one wants me to but i could just go through and find Cav Deaths and Tragedies Best Hits #tack those on #how does everyone feel abt that

[books-books-smolderinglooks]

I can... show you. 🧡💜

For @uh-velkommen.

#young royals #wilmon #simon eriksson #wilhelm #prince wilhelm #my gifs yr #i had the gifs saved so I said.. let's do it! 😆 #sexy times at the castle till proven otherwise lol #They're so happy! gawd those 6 seconds giving me life #for many days and we're getting more soon is the rumor! #yr s3 spoilers #oldies but goodies #excellent idea by uh-velkommen! 🧡 tack! #wille x simon

[candyje11yfish]

my uty shrine that is mainly starlo (i am going absolutely insane)

#undertale yellow #starlo #i have been at this for Hours. #i watched 3 movies while working on it lol #and my printer literally ran out of ink #tysm to bestie for drawing 2 of the stars for my bday :3 #this is my desk in my room. so i get to see it every day. #its magnetic so its stuck with magnets and blu tack #and yeah i did stick on marbles. #and also yes those are crocheted stars. #im more of a corn yaoi er but i like staroba too ig #SHE WAS WALKIN AROUND WITH A LOADED SHOTGUN READY TO FIRE ME A HOT ONE #IT WENT BANG BANG BANG STRAIGHT THROUGH MY HEART #uty #starlo uty #uty north star #uty starlo #?? #btw funny story abt that star on a toothpick in the bottom left corner #his face is half burned off bc he was on my birthday cake. next to the candle. yeah.

[barnlarn]

When you own a Hollywood Dun It line quarter horse...every ride is a therapy session...for them anyway lol Almost every single Dun It I know is like this; too many feelings for such small horses.

Kin been a great horse for me to learn with, though. He's the maximum combo of smart and emotional, which usually translates to "Hi, I'm going to be extremely dramatic and finnicky about how I process what you just told me to do but also I'll learn it 3 seconds flat and then can apply it to anything else." which makes him look ditzy as heck.

He'll do anything for you if the rider can successfully help him manage his Big Feelings.

#art #drawing #comic #horses #they're so dramatic #many big feelings #my horse #hollywood dun it #reiners #drama #we ride Wenglish for those of you confused by the tack

[canisalbus]

Your art tastes like aged paper, sugar, and chocolate to me, with a hint of salt every so often

Machete looks like white chocolate, and Vasco's like buttery caramel

.

#aw #that sounds nice #anonymous #answered #I was wondering what the aged paper is doing there but it reminded me of something #so I'm going to share a weird personal detail totally unprompted #I think I used to have pica disorder when I was a kid I would gnaw on and eat a lot of small inedible objects #pieces of cardboard rubber bands and blu tack #the plastic animal figurines I had had bitemarks on them and were often missing bodyparts like if a dog had gotten to them #also a ton of uncooked pasta #I think it wasn't a flavor thing I had obsessions for specific textures that weren't found in actual foods #I particularly craved those candy wrappers that are made of waxed paper #(finns might be familiar with pihlaja or marianne wrappers for example or those translucent inner wrappers in lehmäkarkki/ cow cream fudge) #can't say for sure when it stopped but one day I realized that hey hold on this probably isn't normal human behavior #I think I was over 10 but under 15 #and I had forgotten the whole thing but got such a vivid flashback from that line it was actually kind of alarming

[yashley]

fearne’s entire existence occurring for the expectation of being exploited, her childhood she spent alone as a prized possession of a hag, her heart being dropped by the shrugging parents she loved unfailingly, and all of the threads of fate fearne turns away from because she feels she doesn’t have an important role to play, this experience happening isn’t for HER to be a part of, she’s still someone’s accessory to use when needed and put promptly away and she smiles her feigned smile and accept that. and then for her to be told that yeah she’s a disappointment? that they had her and all had their way with her life and she suffered alone and still tried to earn their love, still tried to be enough, but she doesn’t actually matter at all? she needs to start dropping bodies

#I’m saying if fearne doesn’t actually get to exalt and blast out a city block than it’s fine #a girl who was never good enough to get anyone she loved to stay tacking on precarious boons to better serve her friends #i love her for her heart unfailingly wanting not to go dark but my girl i think you should. hard. #fearne’s heart being worried and open for those she loves and she’s left in the rain it’s fine it doesn’t make #me insane

[ssspringroll]

A himbo, as promised

This look is what happens when you try to be Y2K but youve only ever seen Earth in vintage tourism brochures

#i thought that one CAS challenge with harajuku fashion was hard... #girl i do not understand y2k at ALL i am looking at all these refs trying to connect the dots and not finding a single fucking dot #some of its grunge. some of its techwear. some of its just random shit #HOW are people categorizing this stuff how does it all fit together i dont understand... #so anyway all that to say i leaned hard on some staples and then felt self conscious and tacked accessories on #which i KNOW makes it further from the Look but it covers up the insecurity 👍 #i might go back and re-style him one day bc he looked good in a LOT of stuff #and id love to explore what i mightve put him in if not doing a challenge. #hes lovely! #and his eyes are grey i PROMISE hes just got those swag shades on so you cant really tell :/ #simoleon #my kiddos

[jorvikzelda]

Horses and girls, SSOBlrites and SSOBlrinas: the again-new and re-improved Zelda Bowsmith <3 (and her darling horsie Noblestep, of course)

#Yes I'm wearing Those earrings. I am in fact never taking them off ever. #Never realised until I was taking these photos that they match this tack set but now I'm also never changing my outfit. #z talks #sso #ssoblr #z's photos #na: noblestep #This was a loooooong journey filled with things such as #A LOT of post-bedtime playing (for example it is currently 01:30) #occasional accidental selling of a 10k js item I just sold a good handful of archaeology things to get #and looking through the global shop ten times in search of a top that went well with red hair before I realised the database exists #(and then finding this top in the database thank you database) #Also yes i named the horse noblestep I can be basic too!! #I dont always name my horses insane things like Moonshine!

[admirableadmiranda]

Can you explain LWJ kidnapping WWX? It left a bitter taste.

Anon, do you think Wei Wuxian, Modaozushi, scourge of the cultivation world, most intelligent man in the cultivation world, would be actually kidnapped with no options to get away if he wanted to?

He can call Wen Ning with a whistle, he has a clunky flute that can do whatever he needs it to do even if it sounds terrible, he’s not even tied to his donkey. Yes, Lan Wangji says drag him in and that he will take him back to the Cloud Recesses, but he does nothing to actually force Wei Wuxian along until he’s throwing tantrums outside the Cloud Recesses to be an ass.

While Wei Wuxian is certainly crying a lot about going into Gusu, his motivation isn’t to escape. If that were the case, he could have gotten away at any time before the events in the Yashi. Lan Wangji leaves him unattended several times and what does Wei Wuxian do? Wander around and confirm that the Cloud Recesses hasn’t changed at all from his childhood memories when he used to sneak out to Caiyi all the time, confirming that he knows all the ways out, annoy the juniors and go digging around the Cold Springs. Later after Lan Wangji has gone to sleep, instead of leaving then, he instead crawls into bed with Lan Wangji to annoy him. The next morning Lan Wangji leaves him alone again to deal with the arm, another time when Wei Wuxian could just leave if he actually wanted to, and instead Wei Wuxian intervenes and helps.

It’s another way that the beginning of the book is incredibly misleading before you really get to know these characters. Wei Wuxian isn’t being kidnapped because he’s going along willingly because his actual goal isn’t to get away from Lan Wangji, it’s to find out just how he’s changed in the last thirteen years and how far he can push him until he reacts.

It is not a story of a kidnapper and his victim in those first few chapters, it is a story of a man directly lying to the reader about his motivations because what he actually wants has to be sourced out through his actions, not the nonsense he cheerfully admits he spouts regularly.

Wei Wuxian and Shen Qingqiu both have a habit of having their fans take them rather too literally at their words rather than paying attention to what their actions show is the lie in those words. Wei Wuxian does not feel threatened or upset in those early days; what he is doing is the same thing we see him doing twenty years earlier the first time he and Lan Wangji met, pulling on his pigtails until Lan Wangji reacts.

#mdzs #wangxian #wei wuxian #lan wangji #asks #anon #anon asks #those first twenty chapters between them are the delicate dance of feeling each other out again after 20 years #also Dafan mountain doesn’t seem to be in Gusu given the fact that JC tacked up 400 spirit nets #and all of them are on foot going back to Gusu with WWX on a donkey #you would think that if he didn’t want to go #he’d leave at some point before literally outside the gates of cloud recesses

[shivunin]

Lend a Hand

(Maria Hawke/Fenris | 965 Words | no warnings)

They’d been wandering through Sundermount for what felt like hours before Fenris noticed the change in Hawke’s spellcasting. 

He didn’t want to notice. For his own reasons, Fenris tried not to watch Hawke too closely, even if his efforts were usually in vain. In the end, he couldn’t help noticing the change; during their fight against a particularly tenacious group of spiders, one of them carved a line across his chest and Fenris called out for help. Usually, this would be the point at which Hawke turned and threw fire at whatever he was fighting. Instead, she just hissed and hit it with a lackluster burst of sparks. 

Fenris cast a disgruntled look over his shoulder, but had little time to object to her lack of assistance. Three crossbow bolts thudded into the spider, felling it at last, and he paused to down a health potion before turning to the next. 

Several minutes later, when they were the only ones left alive, the others set about searching the cavern and Hawke went back to the stairs, frowning down at her hand. She set her staff aside with little care, and it hit several steps before rolling to the floor with a dull thud.

Odd, that. Much as Fenris tried not to watch her, he knew that she was meticulously careful with her staff. He paused, crouched over a dead explorer, and watched her warily. 

Hawke sat stiffly on a splintering step and bent over her hand. A lock of curly black hair drifted back over her face and she blew it out of the way, annoyed. 

That—that was precisely why he kept his eyes to himself. 

Despite her occasional hints, Fenris had been careful to hedge his bets. She was, above and beyond anything else she did, still a mage. Not to be trusted; he’d had a lifetime to learn that, even if he didn’t remember much of it. So—he hadn’t responded to her attempts at flirting, but he hadn’t turned her down outright, either. 

He could not explain to himself why he was crossing the cavern to her now, when it would be so much smarter to stay where he was.

“What is it?” he asked when he got close, “A wound?” 

Hawke grimaced, then looked up at him. 

“Hand cramp,” she said, “Foolish. I should have done something when it started hurting hours ago, but here we are. I’m sorry about earlier, by the way—dropped the damned thing and had to improvise without the staff. Nothing ever works right without the staff.”

She mumbled this last sentence, and glared down at the staff in question. It went on lying on the cavern floor, faintly muddy now, and Fenris peered down at it.

This was a bad idea. 

It was a very bad idea. 

“Let me see,” he said, carefully holding out one hand. 

Hawke’s eyebrows shot up, but she offered her hand after a moment. Her fingers were curled in, the thumb extended past what must be comfortable, and there were red marks on her palm from where she’d been rubbing it. 

Don’t do it, he told himself firmly, she can manage it for herself. She’s a healer; let her heal it herself.

Fenris crouched before her and took her hand in his, running a thumb over the swell of her palm. There was a knot in the muscle there; he could feel it even without pressing hard, and the hiss between her teeth confirmed it for what it was. 

“Stretch more often,” he told her stiffly, and ran both thumbs down either side of the cramped muscle.

“Are you a healer now?” she asked, and he wasn’t looking at her (he wasn’t!), but he could see the quirk in her full lips when she said it, as if she was laughing at her own joke.

“No,” Fenris said stiffly, but went on after a moment, “There was a woman—an old slave—who did this for the swordsmen when I lived in Danarius’s household. It helped with the pain.”

“Oh!” Hawke said, and hissed between her teeth when he hit a particularly bad spot. Fenris ignored this and moved on to the skin beneath her knuckles. 

Her hands were callused here, which made sense. His hands were callused in the same places, for a staff and a greatsword were gripped in a similar enough manner. He’d not accounted for the warmth of her, though, nor the way her breath stirred his hair when she craned her neck to see what he was doing. 

Fenris had known this was a bad idea, but here he was nonetheless. Getting closer to her could only end badly for both of them. And yet…

“You should be more careful,” he told her sternly, to banish the odd fluttering in his chest. It had begun when he’d watched her blow her hair out of her face. Ignoring it had not yet forced the sensation to dissipate. 

Good enough; he ought to let go and move away quickly, before anything else—

Her fingers clung to his when he drew away—not very much, only for a breath or two longer than he’d held onto her, but it was enough. 

Enough—ha! Too much by far. 

Fenris stood quickly, sidestepping her fallen staff without needing to look for it.

“Thank you,” Hawke told him, flexing and curling her fingers before bending to reach for her staff. 

Fenris turned away, willing the heat and tingling to vanish from his ears. At his side, his hands flexed, as if by doing so he could shake off the feeling of her skin against his.  

It was...the first time they'd touched each other that didn't involve healing.

“It was nothing.”

He wondered if Hawke could hear the lie in his voice as plainly as he did.

(At @jtownnn's request for the prompt "6. Massage, either full-body or partial (hand, shoulder, etc.)" from this list. This was fun! I don't think I've written them this early in the game yet c:)

#fenris #fenris dragon age #maria hawke #fenhawke #fenris x hawke #my writing #da2 #i s2g i edited this one but if there are errors...my apologies #this is like. still act one #fenris you got a big storm coming #i might revisit this for them #this is one of those ficlets that feels like it wants to be a before and after thing #like this and then six years later she's giving him an actual massage #oh dear #i will tack that onto my list of fics to write lol #shivunin scrivening

[art-of-wackylurker]

Well hello there, who's up for some fucked up horse?

Hogsteed, ladies and gentlemen. Or Hellspawns, as some might call them...

So yea it's one of the species I'm making up for fanfic purposes as none of the existing creatures in the SW universe (both canon and legends) fit my needs. Also because I'm making up a whole planet as none of the existing ones was just about right for me...

Here's the design, more detailed info will appear later. Somewhere. When I finally get myself to continue writing that fanfic. Yea...

#artists on tumblr #traditional art #speculative zoology #project: the lost platoon #Also contrary to many other sci-fi creatures these will have plenty of variations to better reflect their domesticated status #because YES these beasts are domesticated! And used as draft animals! And for riding! And mounted combat! And zootherapy! #They can be very sweet when raised properly #Like generally speaking temperament and behavior-wise hogsteeds are a mix of draft horses pigs rhinos and livestock guardian dogs #yea so this is the creature clones will be using for transport once they crash on the planet #but first I have to figure out how to do logistics of tacking up these things #Mainly how to make saddles that accomodate for the back slope and how to manage bits in relation to their tusks. Or if do bits at all #None of these things will actually matter in that fic but hey! I come up with cool stuff! #and YES. THOSE are the creatures Yurand and Vorskel become horse girl (gn) for

[power-chords]

It really is this simple: 1) shaming the fantasy does not work to eradicate it, 2) the fantasy's interaction with real-world behavior is complex and individual and not reducible to platitudes, 3) the form of the taboo/forbidden fantasy is universal (the only significant variable is its content, and how mad everybody else gets about that content in a given cultural context).

#but now I have deviated significantly from the source of my original ire at those tweets. just following the tack of those anon msgs

[cassandragemini]

alright if the fairy lore doc gets posted on tumblr its going under a readmore

#its mostly complete information wise but im thinking about rewording some sections #in the current state theres continual references to desert fairies throughout it and a tacked on section about bayou fairies at the end #crow.txt #im considering cutting those references and just having a section dedicated to desert fairy life and culture

[sugaredrhubarb]

now that we're bringing up me rambling in old tags, I give you ru and @chai-isms on blue-collar ghost that rattles around in my brain once a week (this is literally from a month ago)

#blue collar ghost #cod #ghost x reader #i adore noel #because your in her dms but im sending them french revolution rpf omegaverse - we are not the same #my brain worms at all times for those keeping tack (no one): bear price - blue collar ghost - dad ghost - price wife #also the kidnapped together on a mission gone wrong trauma healing fic that exists in my notes #just something about the inhuman controlled nature of ghost being reader's only safety after experiencing the worst of humanity's depravity #ya know?

[risingsunresistance]

while i dont like dream myself and tend to stay away from the main group he hangs out with now (whatever he's even doing these days idk i dont keep up), it baffles me when ppl are like "i dont watch (x) bc they've talked to dream / they're friends with friends of his / etc" like. do you know how many people he's talked to. do you know how many friends of friends he has. most of the popular guys are probably two degrees of separation from him at best 😭

#i wanted to tack this onto a post i was gonna reblog but discourse-ish posts can be taken wrong VERY easily #and i didnt wanna get yelled at kjfghd #i wanna talk im going insane today has been ROUGH and if i dont yell i will collapse #im seeing friends tomorrow all is well. just have to survive tonight. and then survive tuesday. #wanted to get on skyblock but i simply dont have it in me. wanted to draw but i got a bit sick earlier and didnt feel up to that either #on the bright side i found ANOTHER busted computer yayyyyy yippeeeeee new toy #the cmos battery is dead and windows is beyond repair but i have some options to attempt a repair #so im gonna try some of those tomorrow probably #the one i tried today didnt work #and i dont wanna be fooling with it all night #chat

[frazzlecrazzle]

Just finished watching It's Always Sunny for the first time and rewatching Crashing for possibly the 4th? 5th? time.

I fully believe that if you like one of these shows you'll like the other. If Crashing didn't have such a small fanbase (sobbing) I reckon there'd be a massive fan overlap. But alas, I have to spread the Crashing agenda by myself.

Anyway, Sam and Mac are just about the same person:

"Fuck off, I'm not a queen. I'm not a drama queen. [gay ass hand gesture] I am neither queen."

The daddy issues go crazy with those two

"But I need you!" "Are you okay?" "psshh, yeah. Shut up."

Ready to beat the shit out of someone at a moment's notice. Probably won't win, but still ready

go watch crashing if you havent already. and if you have, go rewatch it

#iasip #its always sunny in philadelphia #its always sunny #crashing #crashing netflix #iasip mac #crashing sam #crossover when? #SEASON TWO WHEN? #i will pay good money for someone to write a crossover lol #or for phoebe waller-bridge to write season two of crashing #also just gonna tack this on the end here but i think sam is bi not gay #its just that its one of those shows that forgets anything other than gay and straight exists #thank you for coming to my ted talk