I Never Thought Of This But I Love It

Okay so me and my friend played Gartic Phone last night and it got WILD

This last one has spoilers for Good omens Season 2 so look at your own risk.

Also I’m Bilbo Baggins flipping off the camera

This is awesome!

🍚HYRULE: Taste of the Kingdom is HERE! 🍴

I've been working on this with friends for a few months now, it's a 32 page zine that's like a fake cooking magazine with illustrations of the food from Tears of the Kingdom paired with real working recipes written by actual chefs!!!!!!

LOOK HOW GOOD EVERYONE DID AHHHH!!!

⭐️It's up in my store right now⭐️ and for this weekend (nov 17th-19th) it's also making it's physical debut at a few cons: ⭐️Anime NYC: Artist Alley H16 @hikazio Dealers 2605 @milqshop

⭐️Kumoricon: Artist Alley M12 @zetallis

Oh and here's a preview of the recipe list! We included a quick reference icon for vegetarian / pescatarian / vegan friendly recipes this time too, most of the recipes are vegetarian naturally :D CREDITS (Check them all out!!!) Recipes from chefs: @lvl1-chef| @jammycooks | @fictionfood & Delicious art from: @shattered-earth @daniellesylvan @finnichang @onemegawatt @chiouart @hikazio @zetallis @scookart @lowaharts

Listened to it when I saw it, it's true it represents him well

YOU GUYS! I was digging through old songs I used to blast, and this song describes Namor perfectly.

It kinda describes his interactions in the entire film and his origin story too. 🥹 Please listen to it and tell me what you think.

This is the link

p.s. It could be seen as his friendship and eventual demise of said friendship with Shuri. Or for the shipping community- it could describe his grief for his mistakes. Don't start throwing hands in the comments, pls. 💓

Eyes of a King

Part two of my Thranduil soulmate one shot

Sitting on my bed I listen to the birds outside my window, it’s strange not even just strange, bizarre. I would’ve been in Paris a few days ago, but now I’m in the fictional realm of Mirkwood that isn’t supposed to exist. On top of that, I’m the king's soulmate. I haven’t even seen him since my first day here. Meanwhile, the maids were the only ones that ever talked to besides Gandalf. Who of course has been hanging around Mirkwood. Part of me really wants to go talk to Thranduil or even just look at him again to make sure I’m not in a dream, but whenever I walk around I can never find him, and it seems impolite to enter his chambers. Sighing I hop off my bed and peer out the open windows to my left. From my room, I can see the hustle and bustle of the town below. I’ve thought of going down, but the world still seems too alien for me to go down alone. I don’t want to cause any issues. However, a knock at the door pulls me from my thoughts. Contemplating whether to open it or not I ask “Who is it?” A chuckle escapes the person behind the door and I open the door now realizing it is Gandalf. His smile is contagious and a laugh falls from my lips as I greet him “Good Morning Gandalf.”

He bows slightly and replies “It is a good morning indeed my lady.” Gandalf holds out his hand and asks “Would you like to walk with me through the market on this fine morning?” Walking out the door and softly closing it he offers his arm I loop it with mine, giving him a mischievous smile I ask “How many times do I have to tell you just to call me by my name?”

He mirrors my smile and replies “Many more” Shaking my head I question the practicality of my situation. I was basically kidnapped by a fictional character which happens to be illegal and I should be finding a way back home, but my soulmate who won’t even look at me is here. Frick me. I suddenly jump a bit when I hear Gandalf speak “Are you alright my dear?” His brow is creased in worry and his words truly did reflect his concern.

I acknowledge his fretting with a nod and a simple “Of course thank you.” He seemed to know that it was a white lie, but he simply nodded as we start walking through the different vendors. A small gasp escapes my lips as I see a stall with books of all types. Almost in a trance I quickly pull away from Gandalf and ask the vendor “Are there any in English, listo?” Did I add please in Sindarin at the end? Yes. Am I also a nerd who likes learning languages? Also yes. The vendor who I start to examine seemed shocked and now that I was looking at her I realize how beautiful she is. The Elleth who still seemed a bit cautious of me says back in perfect English “Yes a few…” She seems torn on something and I go to ask her about it but she beats me to it “I have never seen you around here, if I would have seen you before I would have known, not many humans come to Mirkwood.”

I was about to answer her when Gandalf seemingly appears beside me “She is my niece and has traveled with me from Dale.” Looking to Gandalf questioning what he was doing I then almost smacked myself, of course, he’s going to lie. I cannot go around saying I’m from another world.

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Huffing I sheepishly ask Gandalf “Could I have a little help?” After having a nice conversation with the elleth (whose name I learned is Älva) showed me a stack of beautiful hand-bound leather books in English. I was about to apologize because I had no money, but then he gave her shillings or something for all of them. He did so while I insisted he didn’t have to, yet he told me that Thranduil gave the money to Gandalf for me!

Gandalf gives a hearty chuckle “Of course my lady.”

So with great difficulty, we finally made it up the stairs and as we approached the doors to my room I ask Gandalf “Does he want to see me at all?”

The sadness that had seeped into my voice seemed to shock him for we stood silent for a few moments and Gandalf finally manages to form a few words “Of course he does my dear, but as I’m sure you understand Thranduil was married before you arrived and he did indeed love her.” My heart ached at his words and I croaked out “I know- It’s just.”

His eyes seemed to soften as I turn around “You’re lost my lady, I know you feel as if you do not belong.” Instead of answering I open the door to my room and set down the plethora of books that I held. Why is it me? Taking a shaky breath I look to Gandalf who also set down the books he was carrying. He asks me “Is there anything more I can do to help my lady?” Shaking my head I walk out to my balcony and sit. What am I going to do? Listening to the big doors shut I look to the skyline, there, there was the misty mountains. If I’m correct the dwarves should pass through Mirkwood soon… If they do I will be sure to help them, there is no need for all the bloodshed to occur… Getting and brushing off my dress (the maids insisted I wore one, but I am heavily considering changing into a tunic and trousers) I pick up a book I got, peek out the door, and head down the hall. I distinctly remember someone mentioning a library around here…

Creeping down the hall I jump when I hear a voice “What are you doing here?” Spinning around I see Legolas staring at me glaring.

Suddenly feeling much smaller I manage to speak “So a maid told me about a library and I just got a book and I really would like to see what books the palace has and- oh I’m trailing on I apologize.”

Quickly bowing I start to head right to look for the library when I hear “It’s to the left.” Turning around and bowing again I head to the left hall and slow my walking when I’m out of sight from Legolas. Here and there a maid, butler, or guard passes me, but for the most part, it was quiet. Taking my time I look at the carefully entwined branches, some areas were also stone, and overall it seemed as if nature itself swallowed the castle. The way the wood entwines with the stone and overall structure was breathtaking. Perhaps this architecture is better than Paris’s. Letting out a sigh I finally come to a doorway that smelt like old books and worn leather, knowing it's the Library I walk in book in hand, and see how beautiful it is. The elaborate designs all throughout it are breathtaking. The shelves themselves were made from intricate branches woven together. Brushing my hand over them lightly I finally take time to look at the library as a whole. Its walls were grand, at least 10 meters tall. As I pass by a chair the occupant who seems to be a young elfling was curled up sleeping. Smiling I take their cloak that fell on the floor and drape it over the elfling’s small frame. Looking around more I see a picture of a beautiful elleth hung in the center of the room. From her proud stature and crown, I could tell she was the last Queen. The little jealousy I had was now a burning crackling fire, it seemed so wrong for me to be jealous of the kind and graceful elleth, but I couldn’t help it.

Her soft features made it seem like she understood me as if she was saying “I’m sorry you don’t deserve this.” I hated being envious. Turning away I observe the rest of the room where soft light from the outside cascaded in and cast shadows in the library. The light especially seemed to hit a spot specifically a cozy corner in the room. I walk over to the chair and got closer only to notice someone was in it. That someone being Thranduil. After weighing the pros and cons I walk around the side of the chair to see his usual stern face now peaceful, his eyes were drooping like a child and his crown was off to a side table instead of being perched atop his head. Stepping away from him I instead sit in a nook by the window and begin to read. At first, I read silently, reading about the beginning of Middle Earth. Stealing a glance at Thranduil I made the decision to read aloud, although quietly. A while later I glance at Thranduil again to see an almost invisible smile ghosting his face. Perhaps not all is lost, smiling I feel my own eyelids begin to become droopy as I slowly drift into slumber.

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Waking up I begin to stretch, my back arches as my blanket begins to fall o- wait I didn’t bring a blanket. Now fully awake I grab at the fabric and realize it was actually a robe, a silver robe… A silver robe with actual pieces of silver… Oh my God… He gave me his robe! My mind buzzing I reach for my book and a note falls out. The looping English and signature made my heart flutter.

Thank you for reading - Thranduil

Fortune cookie better work

Reblog the writers’ fortune cookie for luck!

Dude I’ve been trying to get a part time for forever

Urgent aid request: Please help as I am completely at a loss and feel like a terrible kitty mom. 🚨‼️

I’ve had Elvira since she was 8 weeks old. My baby is suffering and I can’t even afford the diagnostics testing needed, I went on vacation for 2 days and when I came back, it was to piles of vomit and what I thought was pee, but now I think it might have been just bile. One of the piles had red ribbon in it. She has been extremely lethargic and just staying in one spot, staring off into the distance falling asleep sitting up. She also isnt eating, which is a big indicator for her, as she is usually a little piggy and even finishes her sisters food most days.

I took her to the pet ER yesterday and right away it was $250. They gave her fluids, an antinausea shot, and gave me some “bland food” samples and some meds for me to take home to help calm her stomach. In total it was $336 out of pocket that was meant to go towards my mortgage, and now have only $50 to my name for over a week. I unfortunately do not qualify for care credit.

Here is where I need help:

**I attached pics of her healthy and then the last pic and video of her today being barely responsive, falling asleep sitting. I was quoted $576 is needed. Right now, I just need help to pay for the bloodwork and xrays, praying surgery isnt needed. If that happens, I don’t know what I will do😭 trying so hard to stay positive but my heart is breaking!

$30/$576

I have linked my paypal below where you can share your love and support, please do send it through friends and family so it wont be placed on hold since this is really time sensitive. 🙏

Paypal-riggsmichelle129@gmail.com