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⭒☆.★•:☆◦.Miki.◦☆:•★.☆⭒ Welcome to the blog I started circa 2012! This is a conglomeration of many interests over the years. Please consider this an active archive of those interests. I don't remember how to get good themes, so please bear with this one from 2014

[impromptu-sketches]

By Lily ♡

[seekers-who-are-lovers]

“We are the champions, my friends!”

Good morning ☀ Good evening 🌕 Congratulations everyone 🕊️ Director Asai! Thank you very much for reaching out to ED 😊✨ ‎Thank you also to Hashimoto-kun for your support 😭 Looks like I can hold on tomorrow too ٩ (๑ ❛ ▽ ❛ ๑) ۶ Wow! ( x )

An image celebrating Buddy Daddies win!

Rei with his sleepy eyes.

[mcclens]

LETS GOOOOO

The director looked so surprised aw 🥲

[duarteegreenbriar]

The Prisoner’s Throne snippet from Holly Black:

“Have I ever told you how much you sound like Madoc when you talk about murder?” Cardan asks, opening one eye, “Because you do.”

MY MAIN MAN IS BACK *screams into oblivion*

[knife-wife]

[duarteegreenbriar]

For real 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🛐🛐

[whitepeopletwitter]

[queen-mihai]

Reblogging this again now because DON’T GODDAMN FORGET

[saltwaffle]

full offense but none of you would have ever survived fanfiction.net in 2009

[jetru]

remember when writers had to be all like: “omg omg lemon starts HERE” y’all are lucky that ao3 has tags and filters you can set

[domicileensnared]

Sometimes shit was marked “lemon” and it’d just be them making out, and sometimes they’d just start pissing on each other

No rules, no laws, you took your life into your hands opening fics

[frostyemma]

A/N: this contains SLASH, that means TWO MEN, if that makes you uncomfy, DON’T READ!

A/N: please don’t sue me, o anime overlords, I’m not making any money off of this! I’m just a broke student! I don’t have any money!

A/N: I totally wrote this while high off 10 Red Bulls wheeeeeee!!!!!

A/N: COMMENT if you want me to continue the next chappy!!!

[raimagnolia]

No, no, no

remember when there’d be interactions with the author and the characters?

InuYasha: I don’t get why I have to be here for this

A/N: Because it was in your contract!!1!1 *revs chainsaw*

[janekfan]

god those were lawless times. 

[the-apocryphal-one]

[catgirlhell]

its official: tumblr is selling our data to Midjourney

Tumblr and Wordpress to Sell Users’ Data to Train AI Tools

Internal documents obtained by 404 Media show that Tumblr staff compiled users' data as part of a deal with Midjourney and OpenAI.

we'd been hearing rumors about this for a bit but now its open and out there. some details from this article

it goes without saying, but if @staff goes through with this its going to be an utter shitshow and im all but certain the website will not survive it.

[evilwizard]

everyone go enable this immediately. you have to do this individually for each separate side-blog. i cannot believe staff didn’t inform us about this before implementing it

[mcclens]

[cannibalchicken]

absolutely flabbergasted

[simonalkenmayer]

Only valid facial expression

[bogleech]

to be fair I’ll bet literally NO ONE even tried to warn them there’d be robot banjo skeletons out here

[gunstellations]

family habits...?

read L ← R

[littlemonstert-blog]

[charlesoberonn]

If Sherlock Holmes was Isekai'd to a fantasy world he would just deduce the rules of this world and get back to solving crimes. He'll find an elf girl sidekick,name her Watson, and pretend like nothing happened.

[ironmyrmidon]

"If you look closely, you can see traces of chalk dust on the floor. Our murderer must have used a magic circle to kill our victim."

"Actually Holmes, this looks like salt. Quite unusual for a magic circle, since it can be scattered so easily..."

"It tastes like salt too. Good eye Watson. Let us start by visiting the fish mongers."

"Well I would enjoy some fried dragonfish, but how does this help our investigation?"

[charlesoberonn]

"A process of elimination, my long-eared friend. There're only two ways for the culprit to get salt in the city. They could have brought it in themselves-"

"But then they'd have to pay the tarrif!"

"Very astute! No, a much likelier option is that they bought it here. Either the docks or the meat market would be the place. And I have a hunch that our culprit is fishy in more ways than one."

[charlesoberonn]

"But Holmes, how did you know the merfolk ambassador was the killer?"

"An excellent question, the key was the footprints."

"But he doesn't even have feet!"

"He doesn't as of right now. But you forget, the magic circle."

"I see! The killing spell was a water spear, which normally requires a circle."

"But doesn't if you're already imbued with water magic like our scaly ambassador."

"So the circle..."

"To grant him a pair of feet. For just long enough to leave distinctive footprints in the scattered salt and to make us suspect a two-legged killer."

"By the Goddess, Holmes, you're a genius!"

[illuminopseudonymous]

Makes sense.

Anyway, getting sheer autism vibes from Holmes

[charlesoberonn]

Good. That means I wrote him in-character.

[fruitpeels]

[ladyshinga]

obsessed w/him actually

[correctopinionhaver]

[beggars-opera]

The tailors at Colonial Williamsburg made a suit for their cat

[vinceaddams]

The best part is that they were inspired by a diary entry from 1775, written by a 12 year old tailor’s apprentice who had been left unsupervised all day and decided to make a suit for a cat. Here’s a link to the blog post about it, but I’ll just paste the whole diary entry here:

“I had been at work about two months when Christmas came on – and here I must relate a little anecdote. The principal [the tailor] and his lady were invited to a party among their friends…while it devolved on me to stay at home and keep house. There was nothing left me in charge to do, only to take care of the house. There was a large cat that generally lay about the fire. In order to try my mechanical powers, I concluded to make a suit of clothing for puss, and for my purpose gathered some scraps of cloth that lay about the shop-board, and went to work as hard as I could. Late in the evening I got my suit of clothes finished; I caught the cat, put on the whole suit – coat, vest, and small-clothes [breeches] – buttoned all on tight, and set down my cat to inspect the fit. 

“Unfortunately for me there was a hole through the floor close to the fireplace, just large enough for the cat to pass down; after making some efforts to get rid of the clothes, and failing, pussy descended through the hole and disappeared; the floor was tight and the house underpinned with brick, so there was no chance of pursuit. I consoled myself with a hope that the cat would extricate itself from its incumbrance, but not so; night came and I had made on a good fire and seated myself for some two or three hours after dark, when who should make their appearance but my master and mistress and two young men, all in good humor, with two or three bottles of rum. After all were seated around the fire, who should appear amongst us but the cat in his uniform. I was struck speechless, the secret was out and had no chance of concealing; the cat was caught, the whole work inspected and the question asked, is this your day’s work? I was obliged to answer in the affirmative; I would then have been willing to take a good whipping, and let it stop there, but no, to complete my mortification the clothes were carefully taken off the cat and hung up in the shop for the inspection of all customers that came in.”

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

“I was hoping they’d beat me and forget about it but to my horror they stuck my work up on the fridge”

[bigbigbigtruck]

eagerly awaiting the day daniel radcliffe, elijah wood, and robert pattinson just make the most fucked up bizarre unmarketable film together

[uncahier]

[english-history-trip]