Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Janaina Medeiros
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Cosmic Funnies
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Andulka
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Product Placement
todays bird
hello vonnie
DEAR READER
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Peter Solarz
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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"Happy birthday!" Sigyn offers up an elaborately decorated cake. "I made this for you! Loki had the date written down somewhere so I kind of. Peeked and remembered." -thessitrukona
Looking over at the other, she blinked a moment at the cake before a smile came to her lips. Laughing a bit, she shook her head some. “I doubt he’d mind. Thank you Sigyn.”
“Happy Birthday, my dear,” Loki pressed a kiss to his fiancé’s cheek.
A quiet chuckle left her, hearing him. “I’d say I’m surprised you remembered,” she teased. “But I’m not.”
Shakespeare Aesthetics
Macbeth:
the howl of wolves. moonless nights. dirt under fingernails. stained silk. chattering teeth. voices hoarse and cracked. rotting fruit. echoing drums. dry heaving. hanging cobwebs. stifling humidity. bloodshot eyes. the roughness of rusted steel. wild rosebushes. muscle cramps. the sound of splintering wood.
A Midsummer Night’s Dream:
crackling fires. ivy crawling on stone. the faint music of running water. petrichor. dirty, bare feet. tattered clothing. thistledown. wilted wildflower crowns. late evening birdsong. curling leaves. a symphony of croaking frogs. drifting feathers. the eerie sound of windchimes at night. humming bees. beds of clover.
Romeo and Juliet:
warm golden lamplight. worn shoes. crumbling brick walls. whispered poetry. embroidered satin. cool, hazy mornings. tousled hair. rosewater. flushed cheeks. distant orchestras. unfinished marble statues. cobblestone streets. loose threads. ink smudged on parchment. tapping fingers. dust illuminated by sunlight.
Hamlet:
shattered glass. a cluster of fraying ribbons. unanswered knocks on doors. lingering dampness. white noise. inexplicable drafts. migraines. bleeding ears. the taste of metal. reflected mirrors. dry, cracked lips. the sound of tearing paper. fogged windows. memories of dreams. tarnished silver. protruding veins.
tagged by: @theadoptedprince
tagging: Whoever would like to, steal it and say I tagged you~
“Oh!”
Send “oh” and I will generate one of the following scenarios where your Muse stumbles upon… [[ alternatively, send a number! ]]
My Muse wearing a top that’s too big for them, showing off their collarbone / shoulders
Humming quietly to herself, Verity was sitting up against her bed’s headboard reading. Having not felt like getting dressed completely, she was only in her panties and one of Loki’s shirts. With her legs crossed, book in her lap, she leaned over some. Not having buttoned up the shirt completely, it was partially sliding down her shoulder as she brushed some hair behind her ear. Being absorbed in her book, however, she didn’t hear the other when he approached.
Just A Peek! Meme
Send “oh” and I will generate one of the following scenarios where your Muse stumbles upon… [[ alternatively, send a number! ]]
My Muse moving/putting up their hair, showing off the back of their neck
My Muse popping a button on their shirt, showing their chest / a bit of cleavage
My Muse rolling up their sleeves to keep cool, showing off their forearms
My Muse stretching their arms up, showing their midriff
My Muse bending over in a short skirt / shorts / tight pants, showing off dat booty
My Muse changing clothes facing away, showing off their back
My Muse hiking up their skirt / pant leg, showing off some leg and/or thigh
My Muse fighting with their belt for some reason, showing off some hip/waist
My Muse scratching at a bug bite under their shirt, showing off their side
My Muse wearing a top that’s too big for them, showing off their collarbone / shoulders
(Reverse version of this meme!)
× what does your muse smell like? what perfume/cologne are they using?
Usually a mix of vanilla and lavender from her body wash and shampoo. She doesn’t usually wear perfume, unless it’s a pretty special occasion. When she does it’s a brand named Vampire. And its scent, copying and pasting from their site ‘opens with notes of Clementine and plum blossom. Wisteria, violets and chocolate make the heart with its seductive powers. Sandalwood, amber and musk form the base.’ Which sounds weird but as someone who actually has this perfume as well, it’s actually really nice. Ver and I are both picky about perfumes and she likes this one the best so.
Useless Details Ask Meme II
Send one of the following symbols to find out more about my muse! Part I: (X)
Getting closer:
× what does your muse smell like? what perfume/cologne are they using? � do they shower often? every day or just every couple of days? ♻ how about brushing teeth? three times a day, or just in the morning? ⌘ do they rather shower or take a bath? ♀ how long does your muse usually need for a shower/bath? ⚣ how long does your muse need to shave? (this is also for the ladies!) ♂ does your muse put on make-up? how long do they need for it every day? ⚢ what kind of make-up does your muse use? favourite colours? how much do they use?
Exploring their body:
♤ does your muse have any scars? where? what do they look like? how did they get them? ♧ any freckles/moles/birth marks? where? ♡ are their fingernails dirty or clean? cut/long? ♢ how much do they weigh? ♠ any ‘weird’ characteristics on their body? one leg/arm longer than the other? ♣ are their veins particularly visible when they’re angry/upset/sad? ♥ do they have more muscles or more fat on their body? ♦ any tattoos? where? what’s the story behind them?
Open your closet:
⦂ what clothes do they sleep in? ♚ do they have a favourite piece of clothing? ❅ what do they usually wear when they’re not working? ☏ what do they wear when they’re at work? ₤ how many shoes do they have? what kind? Σ how many purses do they have? ⌚ how long do they need to decide what to wear in the morning? ⌛ do they go shopping for clothes often? how long do they usually need? $ how much money do they spend on clothes every month?
((I might start queuing my replies more.))
send 💕 to just grab my muse & kiss them!
who cares about consequences, kisses all around !!!!!!
flower shop/tattoo artist au anyone???
“ i’m as calm as i’m gonna get!” (FFXV meme quotes. page 3 of the memes page. Any muse you'd want)
“Noctis, look, I’m sorry. I don’t know how they found that out. I kept my word, I didn’t tell them. I can’t tell you how they found out, but I can tell you it wasn’t because of me.” Moving her glasses, she rubbed at the bridge of her nose. There wasn’t much else she could say, but she was telling the truth. She knew they all trusted her, she wouldn’t ruin that over something like this.
The Consequence of Chivalry
theadoptedprince:
Loki picked at the wound on his shoulder, his finger running over the metal of the bullet and becoming slick in silvery blood. “There was a time when I’d have given little thought to killing someone just for giving me this. And tonight,” he took a deep breath in, letting it out with a scornful snort, “it never occurred to me that killing him would… would matter.” He pushed himself to his feet and stepped into the adjoining bathroom to rinse the evidence of his shock from his mouth. Trying to keep from looking up into the mirror, he glanced at Verity, then back down into the sink.
“Have you a bandage?” he asked, stealing himself, looking up towards that hateful sight of his own face, then focusing on the reflection of the wound. Fingers pressed on either side of the bullet teasing it out. Gritted teeth, huffs of pain. “He is not the first I have killed, far from it, and I would be a fool to believe him to be the last. Perhaps this is what I deserve.” The bullet fell into the sink.
Getting up after Loki, Verity quickly replaced the towel covering her with a pair of shorts and tank top. Biting her lip, she stayed quiet as he spoke. Then wasn’t now, wasn’t that obvious? It was a completely different situation. Hearing his question, she blinked a moment before remembering. “Oh, yeah, right here.” Stepping in the bathroom, she went over to the cabinet and pulled out a small assortment of things she thought would help. Setting them on the counter, she made a face as she saw him work on getting the bullet out. Not that it bothered her, it was just the fact it clearly hurt more than anything.
When his was last statement came, her eyes snapped up to focus on his face. “Loki no it’s not,” her tone was soft as she spoke. “You’ve been doing good, let me try talking to Strange at least. It’s not like it could hurt anything, right? Last I checked, I’m a part of humanity, you were still keeping your word in one way.”
FLUSTER👏MY👏MUSE👏👏
sassy-wolf-satyr:
Do everything in your power, hug them, compliment them, flirt with them. Anything goes!
“Gotcha!”
Send “Gotcha!” to hit my muse with a snowball.
Spluttering as she was hit, she shook it off before spotting the culprit. “Oh you think you’re funny do you?” Leaning down, she scooped up some snow and balled it up before throwing it back at him, laughing as she did.
Send “Gotcha!” to hit my muse with a snowball.
Or “That hurt!” for mine to hit yours
❤ ▬▬ emotional starters to kick you in the feelings.
“What am I to you?” “If you could be with me, would you?” “Do you still think about (___)?” ”Do you want to be something more?” “I need to tell you how I feel.” “I miss how we used to be.” “Is it okay to say that I’m jealous?” “I’m so sorry I’m jealous… It’s such an ugly feeling.” ”I can’t help the way I feel.” ”They all want you, but they don’t even know you.” ”Is it okay to want you for myself?” “You’re mine. I don’t want to share.” “I want to be the only one for you.” “It’s you. You’re it. You’re the one I want.” “If you want me, you can have me.” “You can have others, but I will be your priority.” “Let’s talk about what you want.” “Let’s talk about what I want.” “I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait until you’re ready.” “You’re my friend. You didn’t know that?” ”I don’t think I know how to love…” ”Can I trust you?” “I forgive you.” “I only play around because I don’t have you.” “Name it. I’d give it up for you.” “You play so hard to get. Will I ever catch you?” “How can I get you to like me?” “Is there some secret to winning your love?” “Are you available?” “Are you afraid of commitment?” “If I agreed to be exclusive with you, would you do the same?” “Do you feel anything?” ”Why are you pushing me away?” ”The instant you start to feel something, you turn tail and run.” ”He/she/they love you, you know…” ”Don’t. I’m not good for you. Don’t even think about falling for me.” ”I will hurt you. That’s just a fact.” “You’re so wild that I want to be the one to tame you.” ”If you love them, then I want to as well.” “Your heart is safe with me.” ”You’re the type who wants to have your cake and eat it, too.” ”You’ve got me wrapped around your finger.” ”I’ve missed you so much.” ”Your happiness comes before mine.” ”I don’t mind sharing, as long as I’m with you.” “I am so sorry for hurting you.” “Can we start over?”
