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haveyouheardthisband · 6 months
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koredzas · 2 months
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Bernard van Orley - Virgin and Child with Infant Saint John the Baptist. Detail. 1510 - 1520
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the-storm-gremlin · 11 months
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Because the hermit archive seems to be having researchers here is a master post of The books that I bound
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In order of the pictures,
beginners guide to statuecraft (no actual righting in it)
The wastes,
 The Joe Hills podcast 
Zeds notebook (no actual righting )
 and finally the still life, I did, which both features a collection of stories, and the Joe Hill’s podcast
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kizo2703 · 1 year
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Just a reminder that this is actually canon by Kass Morgan, the author who invented Clarke and Bellamy in the first place.
This is the canon of all canons. Keep it in mind, forever.
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kamy2425 · 6 months
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(Discworld Fanfic) "The Meaning of Death"
Chapter 1- An Introduction
Through the vastness of the cosmic. Between the infinite and everlasting universe, a turtle passes. 
And upon its immense hard shell, stood four elephants. 
Swimming through infinite galaxies, they go onward into the unknown. 
But this story is not about giant turtles and elephants from the stars. 
...
This story takes place on the disc carried by the elephants that stand on the back of the Great A’Tuin, the star turtle. In this Discworld, across the sky and endless mountains... Through the plains and extensiveness of the forests and into a network of forgotten ruins, RINCEWIND, the self-proclaimed WIZZARD…
Was a bit tied up at the moment. 
Just a simple errand, they said. Mumbled Rincewind in the solitude of his mind, Anyone could do it, they said.
He guessed it was his own fault in accepting just another request from the senior wizards of the Unseen University. Just when it feels like it could be just a regular and non-dangerous errand, it appears. He should have been used to it by now. Rincewind always finds trouble and IT always finds him. 
There’s that feeling on the back of his neck again.  
The cold chills of being dragged as a small chess piece across the room and being put onto a checkered surface. The rattling of dice buzzing around his head as if Fate was gambling against the Lady once more. No one could really understand what Rincewind goes through. Not even himself could answer as to why things are the way they are.
Though, maybe he never really gave the time to think about it. He was always busy running.
Speaking of which, Rincewind wiggled to try to loosen the grip of the ropes that tied around his arms. 
He immediately decided to stop.
What if it works and he is set free? Then what? Rincewind will tell you. He’ll probably go about looking for an exit. Just to mysteriously find a particular lever. Then, walls would open up and reveal a secret escape route. Only for him to get ambushed by the enemy waiting on the other side and asking him:
How did you manage to escape?
or
Look at our swords, they’re very sharp aren’t they? Let’s test it out, shall we?
Frankly, Rincewind didn’t want to find out. So he bravely decided to just stay put. After all, some solitude and a bit of bread everyday seemed like his regular times back in UU. Only, there’s no potatoes lying around.
HELLO, RINCEWIND.
“Oh, sh-”
HOW'S IT HANGING?
Rincewind went back to the escaping part of his plans as he shook the ropes at great speed.
“Um...it's-it's not my time yet, is it?” asked Rincewind nervously at the black-robed figure.
UNFORTUNATELY. Death replied.
Rincewind’s pacing slowed down, just a bit. Escaping was still in motion.
“So, why are you here?”
THERE'S A MAN I HAVE AN APPOINTMENT WITH. IT'’S ON IN 5 MINUTES.
“N-no I mean, why are you HERE?” The wizard pointed. At the fact, considering that he had no hands in which to point at the moment.
Rincewind had no idea that Death itself could sigh. Actually, don’t think there would be anyone that knew the fact and survived in order to tell this little info.  Still, Death did a great impression of a sigh, as Rincewind saw him crouch down and sat next to him. Death placed his scythe resting on his skeletal lap. The reflection of Rincewind’s face against the blade, caused him to try to pick up the pace once again.
The struggles of the wizard caused some crates above the shelf behind him to fall down on the floor. Some wood debris, ropes, bottles, and a mace spread all over the room.
ALBERT SAYS I SHOULD MAKE FRIENDS.
"Did he now?" Rincewind replied without really paying much attention. His mouth let him auto-pilot the conversation due to the fact that it would be considered rude not to answer back to Death. The other however, went silent for a moment. Rincewind looked back curiously.
Death was tapping his fingers on the handle of his scythe numerous times. It felt like something was biting an imaginary tongue within his skull.
I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO MAKE THINGS. LET ALONE, FRIENDS. 
"I...figured as much."
SO I GOT TO THINKING…
Very dangerous. Rincewind said in the back of mind as he nodded.
A FRIEND IS SOMEONE YOU SEE VERY OFTEN. 
Rincewind gulped.
He tried to pop his head back and forth against the wooden furniture behind him. Maybe he could make himself unconscious and wake up to a different type of unplanned-adventure. Gods knows he won’t be lucky enough to go back to Ankh-Morpork, but anywhere seemed to be a better choice than staying here.
BUT ANYONE I HAPPEN TO MEET, WILL ONLY SEE ME ONCE.
"Once is plenty, I'll say." Rincewind groaned as his head was hurting from all the popping.
AND YET. THIS ISN'T THE LAST TIME I'VE SEEN YOU.
"Oh...Gods." Rincewind whimpered as the conclusion was getting closed at hand.
RINCEWIND, WILL YOU HAPPEN TO BE MY FRIEN-
"HIPPOS!” Rincewind yelled through his lungs, “BANANAS! Uh….MARMALADE! PNEUMONOULTRAMICROSCOPICSILICOVOLCANOCONIOSIS!”
“Hey!” Shouted a voice from the other room, “Quiet in there!”
Oh goods, an interruption! Rincewind cheered in his mind as the door opened to reveal the man who caused the wizard’s entrapment in the first place. 
“Look, how was I supposed to know that you were after that thing ?” Rincewind asked in utter annoyance.
As a form of intimidation, the man took out his sword from the scabbard around his waist. The wizard coiled his head in return. 
“That thing is said to grant wishes!” The man yelled with a passion, “It is what our organization has stood for 100 years! It grants us the ultimate answer of the universe! It is...the ORB OF KNOWLEDGE!”
“It’s just a ball with notes stuck inside!” Rincewind pleaded, “You shake it and it tells you things that are already written! We use it for parties!”*
“Blasphemy!” The man swung his sword in the air, “I’ll curse you and send you to hell myself!”
The guy launched forwards, his foot caught in a crack on the floor. His other foot landed on a piece of slippery broken wood as his body flew up. The last thing he saw was several pointing bits of a mace.
*The only banned questions the wizards of the Unseen University listed as to not ask the Orb of Knowledge are as follows: Will I get a girlfriend? What about a boyfriend? I’m not picky, just want to cover all bases. Am I a good wizard? And...Am I dead? Most of these questions were banned by majority vote just because it made the whole party vibes to be rather depressing. Apparently, not everyone got the picture and started asking only these questions. It was up to the senior wizards to get rid of the object for good. Being the causers of this predicament in the first place, it was their responsibility that the orb should have been destroyed.
“I died? Just like that?” Asked the ghost as he saw his own body lying on the floor.
YES. MAYBE YOU SHOULD HAVE WATCHED WHERE YOU WERE GOING.
“Well, now I don't have to do that anymore!”
“YES, ISN'T IT GRAND?” Death’s bony jaw cracked into a smile.
“That was sarcasm! What am I going to do now?!”
Death stood back. 
Rincewind leaned into the 1-sided conversation closely. It did not sound good, by the looks of it. Death pondered for a moment in order to find the answer for the ghost’s aching question. His eye sockets shined brightly blue as he became quite pleased with himself. He could not wait to share his discovery with the dead man.
WALK FORWARDS.
Death opened up a portal that led to an infinite gray desert with black darkened skies. He held out his hand on the back of the ghost and led the way in.
Almost half-way inside, Death’s head popped right back for one last time.
I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN, RINCEWIND.
"How much later?" The wizard asked anxiously.
Death chuckled. Chuckled? As he closed the portal behind him, leaving Rincewind alone, confused, and startled. A regular day for Rincewind actually, so back to status quo!
Rincewind looked down at the now diseased corpse and then quickly stared at the sharpness of the blade that the man had dropped. It was exactly in the right distance for him to reach. And exactly the exact sharpness needed for these exact ropes. 
“Fine. Fine alright! I'll escape!” Rincewind yelled out to the universe. He proceeded to brush the ropes against the sword as the grip loosened. The ropes fell down onto the floor. "Are you happy now? Are you entertained?!"
The universe didn't answer back.
Not even chuckled.
CHAPTER 1 / 2 / 3 / ???
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the-apology-dance · 6 months
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if you want to make these scenes even more meaningful *cough* or painful (if possible), play this:
You’re welcome.
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krash-and-co · 1 year
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the entire plot of l&co is just "stick a couple of neurodivergent kids in a house together and see what happens"
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simpingforcys · 2 days
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A WIP but behold, the WIR/King Candy shrine so far. Would of waited until my stickers from Japan came in but they haven’t found my package in 3 weeks, so who knows how long that’ll take.
A year ago I never would have expected to love this movie and character as much as I did. It gives me so much comfort and joy. 🍬👑💕
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drewlyyours · 7 months
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Reading “The Witch Tree Symbol” for the first time rn. And like, of course it’s obvious this was written almost 70 years ago, but it still gets me sometimes. Like on the last page, I didn’t skip a beat when it calls a non-living thing ‘queer’ (completely aware of what the author intended) but I just read, “[Bess] was a gay companion…” and have not been able to think straight for five minutes.
Like, is this Carolyn trying TO TELL US SOMETHING
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humaforever · 5 months
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Uma is always confiding in Harry
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Soooo related to the new AKOM ep and the shadiness about the name order:
Apparently the reason Paul cut Lewisohn off was that they were at a party, which must’ve been after Lewisohn had recently uncovered the contract about changing the name order on each record, Paul was talking to some people and asked Lewisohn to confirm that he’d seen that in the contract and Lewisohn refused. I can’t fully remember the reason but it was something like he didn’t want to boost Paul’s arrogance.*
So if that little episode was pre-Tune In I imagine it might colour how he wrote about the topic.
*I can’t remember where I heard /read it (probably a podcast. Eggpod? Screw it we’re just gonna talk about the Beatles? Your own personal Beatles? AKOM and I’m just repeating what they’ve already talked about? Random post on a website which I decided to believe with no further verification?)
** I also can’t imagine that’s the only thing that happened between them, although it does seem a quite Philip Norman-esque thing to do
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stormyoceans · 2 years
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something something kinn sending pete to spy on vegas like a lamb to the slaughter in the novel vs pete willingly walking up to the sacrificial altar himself in the show.. and that making all the difference in how vegaspete is gonna happen
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littleeyesofpallas · 10 months
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Majo no Takkyuubin[魔女の宅急便]: Witch's Express Home Delivery
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Katniss taught Gale to shoot. She taught him to shoot. They managed to feed their families for years and years through their combined efforts. Because they found each other and extended trust and friendship to each other. Something something Katniss putting weapons into Gale’s hands, with all the meaning that carries. Katniss isn’t a fighter, she’s a survivor, but Gale is fighter. And Katniss gave him a bow, and said survive with me. And Gale said, I’ll fight with you.
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badbedforbedding · 1 year
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It's always interesting seeing people comment their read through the books when they obviously don't like to read this genre of book at all.
Is it for a school/college project? Are you being pressure to read it? Why put yourself through it if you don't like it?
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dresupi · 9 months
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Not me about to homebrew a AD&D 1e character simply so I can know what I'm talking about in the first chapter of this fic for which I still haven't edited or rewritten the beginning.
This seems on brand for me. Maybe I'm back? We'll see.
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