Hello moonbeams, friends, fanders and any idols who are reading this, and welcome to my main Tumblr page were I post a mixture of things, it could be anything from memes, videos, edits or even fanart.
Although I'm not all that active here, I do have a link tree page with some of my other socials on so feel free to have a look there: https://linktr.ee/starflight4842
Linktree. Make your link do more.
Here's a few things about me:
- I am a part time YouTuber
-I enjoy taking photos of various things such as sunrises and sunsets
-I am extremely sweet toothed
-I am a huge whovian as well as a Lucifan, Dechart games fan and a fander, I like other things two but those are my main fandons that I'm active in
-I enjoy creating artwork both within and outside of fandoms
-I have Generallized Anxiety Disorder, Dyspraxia and mild autism
-I am bisexual, non binary and panromantic
-I'm British, currently 27 and I am a cancer ♋
I dream of being able to help others to feel happier, all I want is to inspire others the way my idols have inspired me for so long 💖🥺
As soon as I stumbled upon Frostbite by @maiden-of-asgard via @ashereads read through on YouTube last year I immediately fell in love with the story and it's immersive world and I'm now on my at least 4th read through, I had a urge to create something and the idea to create a scrapbook was born.
So after spending at least three days on this two page spread, may I present, my Frostbite scrapbook spread ❄️🩵🤍
(apologies for the not so great photos, I can't scan this in via my scanner because the book is too big)
I have to admit Frostbite by @maiden-of-asgard is one of the few fanfics that I'll procrastinate entire days to read as much of it as i can, I have yet to stumble upon other Loki x reader fanfictions with similar addictive storytelling and chapter lengths. I'm currently on my second read through after stumbling upon Ashe Reads readthrough series last year, I simply can't stop reading the fanfiction once I start.
Instagram looks like ass now that they changed all the format of the pictures, tiktok is dead and will be resurrected as trump propaganda, Twitter is owned by Elon Musk and overrun with bots, Facebook is filled with AI photos that people genuinely believe. We are in hell
No like how fucking crazy is it that we officially no longer have widespread, useful social media. Everything has been turned to slop and the divide in userbase that it’s caused means we can’t effectively communicate with one another and share information in a mass, meaningful way anymore - and that and the public suppression that comes with it is exactly what the billionaires wanted.
now that trump has tiktok, twitter, facebook and insta in his pocket, get ready for a massive wave of internet censorship. one of trump's greatest weapons has always been misinformation; it's going to become harder and harder to spread facts and criticism going forward. posts that aren't made invisible will be magically ignored by the algorithm. dissidents will have their accounts deleted and voices erased.
this is a suppression tactic. this is another stage of fascism.
This definitely seems like a good time to pull these out
Learn how to evaluate news sources, identify unreliable sources, misinformation, and conspiracy theories
The definitive Internet reference source for urban legends, folklore, myths, rumors, and misinformation.
I'll also provide some of my advice:
Don't react immediately. Any form of ragebait or misinformation thrives on gut reactions. Instead, analyze the material. Do research. Think about what you want to say. Or you can not say anything at all. That is also a valid option.
If someone is attacking you online, do not fight back. Block them. If they keep coming back, starve them by giving them nothing to feed on, or report them. If they doxx you or do something that threatens your privacy, report it here and here.
Screenshot and record often. Keep circulating the tapes.
Never, under any circumstances, share personal information on the internet. You might as well go faceless.
If anyone has any other pages that talk about fact checking and how to fact check social media posts, do let me know.
Okay idk if anyone else has this head cannon/theory, but I just figured something out, probably, the reason why Lucifer has to look into people's eyes is because the eyes are essentially windows to the soul, so when he's looking into the eyes, he's looking into their souls.
Perhaps I'm wrong, but it's a personal theory, what's everyone else's thoughts on it?
Summary: A large thunderstorm rolls through LA, taking out the power in Lucifer’s penthouse, leaving you both in there alone together until it passes by.
CW: Fluff and that’s it, quick short one shot <3
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The storm outside was relentless, its fury a dramatic display of nature’s power. Thunder rolled through the night, and lightning illuminated the cityscape in stark, fleeting flashes. Inside Lucifer Morningstar’s penthouse, however, the usual brightness was replaced by a more intimate glow. The power had gone out, leaving only the soft flicker of candles to light the room.
You and Lucifer were in the midst of setting up candles, the dim, warm light casting dancing shadows on the walls. Lucifer, ever the devilishly charming figure, was making a grand affair out of the situation, his voice carrying its usual mix of amusement and allure.
“Well, this is rather delightful, isn’t it?” Lucifer said, his tone dripping with playful sophistication as he arranged the candles on a grand piano. “A little power outage—nature’s way of telling us to slow down and enjoy a bit of romance.”
You placed another candle on the coffee table, trying to ignore the occasional shiver of unease brought on by the storm. “Romance? I suppose if you look at it that way, it’s not so bad. But I can’t say I’m thrilled about the storm.”
Lucifer sauntered over, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “Ah, but that’s where you’re mistaken. The storm adds a certain…excitement. And look at us—two people stuck together in the dark, with nothing but candlelight and each other’s company.”
He took your hand and led you to the sofa, where the two of you settled under a soft blanket. The glow of the candles bathed his features in a warm light, making his usual devilish charm seem almost tender.
“Now, let me see,” he said, his voice dropping to a more seductive tone as he leaned closer. “How do we make the most of this delightful predicament?”
You laughed softly, feeling the tension of the storm outside begin to melt away under the influence of Lucifer’s charisma. “I suppose we could enjoy the quiet, have a little conversation, or maybe you could tell me one of your infamous stories.”
Lucifer’s grin widened. “Ah, stories. I’ve got a few that might just pique your interest. But first, let’s ensure we’re properly snuggled. The storm outside does have a certain…romantic quality, after all.”
With that, he drew you closer, his arm wrapping around you in a protective and affectionate embrace. The storm’s roar was a distant thunderous murmur, barely audible over the comforting warmth of his body and the flickering candlelight.
As you nestled into his side, Lucifer began recounting tales of his adventures and escapades, his voice a soothing balm against the storm’s chaos. His stories were a mix of intrigue, mischief, and undeniable charm, each one delivered with a flair that made the darkness feel a little less foreboding.
The storm outside raged on, but inside the penthouse, it was as if time had slowed. The candlelight, the warmth of Lucifer’s embrace, and his captivating stories created a cocoon of comfort and romance.
In that flickering light, with Lucifer’s presence enveloping you, the storm outside became a mere backdrop to a night of unexpected intimacy and connection. As the hours passed, the storm’s fury seemed to diminish, replaced by the gentle, soothing sound of Lucifer’s voice and the warmth of his embrace.
And so, in the heart of the storm, you found a quiet, perfect refuge, with nothing but the flickering candles and Lucifer’s enchanting presence to make the night truly unforgettable.
