then there's a pair of us - don't tell! they'd banish us, you know.
Acquired Stardust
Claire Keane
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

tannertan36
hello vonnie


JVL
dirt enthusiast
Game of Thrones Daily

â
$LAYYYTER
Stranger Things
will byers stan first human second
noise dept.
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Misplaced Lens Cap

@theartofmadeline
Xuebing Du

if i look back, i am lost

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from India
seen from United States
seen from Australia

seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Singapore

seen from Japan
seen from TĂźrkiye
seen from United States
seen from Ecuador
seen from Cambodia
seen from United States

seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Australia
@kazf0x
then there's a pair of us - don't tell! they'd banish us, you know.

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
after dying god informs you that hell is a myth, and âeveryone sins, its okâ. instead the dead are sorted into six âhouses of heavenâ based on the sins they chose.
We arrived first at the House of Lust. âHouseâ is a misleading term. It was more of a camp, spread over acres and acres of lush forest. There was a white sandy beach (nude, of course) full of copulating couples. There were little cabins sprinkled all along the path, from which orgasmic moans regularly came belting out. Men with six pack abs and women with perky breasts strolled by without even noticing me and God. They only had eyes for each other, tickling and pinching each other with flirtatious giggles.
âWhat do you think?â God asked as we passed a nineteen-way taking place in a pool of champagne. Little cherubs flitted overhead armed with mops and cleaning supplies, thankfully. âLust is our most popular sin.â I eyed the supermodel-like figures of a couple passing nearby, and could easily see why. âYou can look however you want. Hell, you can be whatever gender you want. No fetish is too taboo, and no desire can be denied here.â
It was quite tempting, but I wasnât ready to make a permanent decision here. âLetâs see the others,â I told God.
We carried on to Greed. We passed rows and rows of mansions, each more opulent than the next. Some of them were so large that they would have had enough bed rooms to fit my entire hometown. And so many different styles: one second, we were in a beautiful French vineyard in front of a gorgeous chateau with the Alps in the background. The next second, a warm tropical beach with a modern mansion atop breathtaking cliffs. After that, a ski chalet in Colorado with a roaring fire in a hearth large enough to fit an ox. Each one had various Italian sports cars and Rolls Royces parked in front, with the occasional smattering of boats, helicopters, etc.
âAny material desire you ever wanted,â God explained. âYour own world, where you can have everything. You want the Hope Diamond? You can fly to Washington DC in your own solid gold helicopter and buy it from the Smithsonian. Hell, you can just buy the Smithsonian.â
Also tempting, but I decided to keep looking.
Gluttony was next up. Tables and tables of the very finest foods: beautiful steaks cooked medium rare; butter-poached lobster tail; fresh oysters on a half shell; exotic wines in dusty bottles that had been hiding in the cellars of the worldâs finest restaurants. Everyone had a glass of champagne in hand and simply lounged on couches and chairs near the tables, eating endlessly. As soon as the inhabitants took a bite, the food just instantly came back. My mouth watered even watching them.
âIn every other House, the food is practically sawdust compared to Gluttony,â God explained. âYou havenât truly experienced heaven until youâve been to Gluttony.â
I shook my head, and we kept moving.
Sloth was as youâd expect. An endless sea of the softest mattresses, stacked with cushions and pillows that made the story of the princess and the pea seem minimalist. Little angels visited each resident, giving them massages that made them all melt into their blankets.
Wrath was⌠well, a lot like what Iâd expect Hell to be like. Fire, brimstone, whips, torture.. you know, the works. Except here, you werenât the one being tortured. Every enemy youâd ever made in your real life was now under your thumb. âLots of people choose their fathers,â God explained. âLots of grudges against parents in general, you know. But youâre not limited to that. Someone beat you out for a big promotion back on Earth? Take your pound of flesh here.â
Then we arrived at Envy. It looked⌠well, a lot like home.
âGo on in,â God said, gesturing toward the door. I turned the knob and walked in⌠and found Emily waiting inside. She ran forward, wrapped her arms around my neck, and planted a kiss right on my lips. âWelcome home, honey.â
I looked back toward God. âOh, donât be coy,â he said. âYou have no secrets from me. We all know that you were in love with your best friendâs wife.â She didnât seem to hear him at all; she went back into the hall. âWe all know that you just settled for your own wife while secretly pining after her. Well, this is your chance to live happily ever after.â
I peered into the kitchen. Emily was baking something, wearing nothing but an apron. Her curly black hair fell softly over her shoulder as she whisked ingredients. She turned back, noticed I was observing her, and an enthusiastic smile spread across her face.
âItâs what youâve always wanted, isnât it?â God whispered in my ear.
I wanted to take it. God damn did I want to take it. But I shook my head.
God seemed puzzled. âYou need to make a decision,â he told me.
âI havenât seen Pride yet.â
He scoffed. âNo one ever wants Pride, trust me.â
âWell, I want to see it.â
_________________________
Pride was boring. Just a row of workbenches in a bare white room.
âI donât get it,â I told God.
âYeah, no one does,â he answered. âThatâs why no one ever chooses it. Doesnât cavorting in Lust sound better than sitting here building little trinkets for the rest of eternity? Wouldnât you rather gorge yourself in Gluttony? Or spend time with Emily in Envy?â
I considered the options again. âI pick Pride,â I finally told him.
He narrowed his eyes. âWhat? Look at it!â He gestured around the room again. There wasnât much to look at. âWhy would you choose this for the rest of time?â
âBecause you donât want me to pick it,â I told him. If he was really God, heâd know what a contrarian I can be. And I knew he was hiding something, trying to pretend like Pride didnât exist. There was something special about it.
God scowled back. âFine.â He led me over to one of the workbenches. In the center, there was a black space. A blank, empty void that went on forever. âHereâs your universe,â he said. âYouâve got seven days to get started.â He took his seat at the bench next to me and went back to tinkering in his own world. After a long pause, he finally spoke again: âYou know, it might be nice for me to actually have some company for once.â
Hoooly shit, what a great ending.
Sheâs the sun, heâs the moon.
Heâs a cold body pillow and sheâs a hot water bottle.
Always felt kinda funny to me how Angel(us) was the one who was given that moniker when to me Spike is the more angelic-looking one; the cheekbones that could cut glass, the bone structure, the piercing blue eyes, the full lips, the curly hair, contrasting dark brows.
He has this otherworldly kind of beauty about him while I feel like David Boreanaz kinda has more of a boyband look and a face that knows what a smartphone is? Is it just me?
if you comment some demanding shit like this on fanfic writersâ works, you donât deserve the privilege of getting to read fanfiction for free
Fun fact! Demanding updates is also likely to make authors delay them, either out of spite, or because you bring their mood too low to effectively write!
For me it causes both <3

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
I *really* fucking hope not. Unless I go into a coma.
Yes yes i know love is love. But they are still killing CHILDREN. over this.
given the current climate this pride especially i feel i must mention that i love my trans friends, i stand with trans people in the fight against transphobic legislation and those who would enforce it, and this blog is not a good place for you to be if you do not vibe with that
Sry to all the 'Spike is a dog'-truthers, I see you, I hear you and I disagree.
Have we forgotten the ancient texts? Spike making biscuits while Buffy feeds him in Giles' bathtub, Spike pushing a beaker of the counter just to watch it smash to the ground. Also his early s5 arc, once he's finally aware of his feelings for Buffy but doesn't know how to approach her, is just him continuously bringing her dead mice and wondering why she doesn't appreciate them. And Buffy just seems like someone who thinks of herself as a dog-person but accidentally starts feeding the stray cats in her neighborhood so they all flock to her (the stray cats being Spike and Faith obviously).
(No idea who created this meme but itâs everything to me)
Just heard a doctor refer to people who donât have ADHD as âmuggles.â
So, yâknow. Hate that.

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
spike being in love with buffy is something amazing in and of itself.
the fact that what he loves about her -- her kindness and strength, her goodness as the slayer and commitment to helping the innocent -- is what makes her good is so telling of who spike really is at his core.
he's in love with her because she's not evil -- because of this great love and compassion she has for everyone.
he loves her for being human.
and i think that the fact that a soulless spike (still in the depths of his evilness in s2) could and would fall in love with these characteristics shows what he truly admires in a person, especially someone he would give his heart to.
however twisted and vampirish spike's love for buffy is, it's crux is buffy being a good person and spike loving her because of it.
Also the fact that Spike, for not even one moment, seems to consider the idea of turning Buffy into a vampire speaks volumes about what it is in her he finds appealing. Itâs not just her looks, he doesnât want a vampirized Buffy. He wants her exactly how she is.
For how obviously inappropriate and invasive the buffybot was to make, the âextrasâ he had Warren include are telling; she recognizes herself as âvery prettyâ, she goes on patrols, she has a database that recognizes all her friends and family. He likes Buffy as a righteous Slayer, he likes that she fights demons, that sheâs confident in herself.
hbo max blocks screenshots even when I use the snipping tool AND firefox AND ublock which is a fucking first. i will never understand streaming services blocking the ability to take screenshots thats literally free advertising for your show right there. HOW THE HELL IS SOMEBODY GONNA PIRATE YOUR SHOW THROUGH SCREENSHOTS. JACKASS
somewhere out there is a guy who meticulously takes screenshots of every individual frame of his favorite tv shows and then painstakingly etches each one onto a roll of film which he puts into his old timey projector and recreates the footage as a silent film with his own lavishly hand-lettered dialogue cards and original score that he plays on his upright piano and charges audiences one shiny penny a play. at last, big media has finally outsmarted ol' Zachary Zoetrope
PSA for everyone who doesn't know, explained simply
this is NOT because of blocking screenshots, it's because of HOW streaming sites use your computer's hardware to optimise performance, which means the thing rendering the video and the thing capturing your screen aren't the SAME thing. so they can't talk together.
you can fix this by going to your browser settings, searching for "hardware acceleration", and turning that off.
This also fixes screen sharing to other screens. It has been GODSEND
type this in the toolbar to find this setting in firefox: about:preferences#searchResults
ol' Zachary Zoetrope is back in business!
Recently someone somewhere in the spuffy tag said something about how Florence from Florence + the machine is a BtVS fan. These songs I am semi sure are about Spuffy:
How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful (yes, the song is about Spike's eyes and Buffy grieving him)
Kiss with a Fist (season 6)
The Bomb (someone in the Spuffy tag already talked about this)
Buckle (Spike's perspective on the Spuffy relationship from season 5 to 7)
You've got the Love (Buffy's perspective of the Spuffy relationship in season 6 and 7)
Shake it out (Buffy season 7)
Which Witch (Mainly vibes but it just reminds me of the balcony scene from season 6)
Never let me go (Spike, season 7, especially when he's insane)
Everybody scream (season 6)
Cosmic Love (Spike, season 5 onwards)
Ship to wreck (I can't even say whose perspective when it is, it's just there)
Sympathy Magic (Buffy post resurrection)
Free (Buffy, season 5)
No light, no light (both season 6 and post season 7. I don't accept questions on this one as I can't explain)
Delilah (Sprucilla, specially "Lover's walk" as Spike is still hung up on Dru but aware of his connection to Buffy)
Witch Dance (season 6, Smashed and onwards)
Breath of Life (full Spuffy, "Something Blue" but also seasons 6 and 7)
Dream Girl Evil (Buffy's assumptions in season 6)
Hunger (Your honor, it's them. They are both so desperate for love. Start to finish)
Howl (listen to the song. Tell me it's not them. It's them)
What kind of man (Bangel. Bangel Hate to be specific)
Heavy in your arms (season 6)
Choreomania (it just screams "once more with feeling")
Kraken (Spike pre soul, kinda giving "Seeing Red" and also "Fool for Love")
Rabbit Heart (raise it up) (season 7 and season 5. Also season 2. Don't question me)
Sky full of song (Ats season 5)
All this and Heaven too (Spike, from "Fool for Love" onwards)
Light of Love (Buffy's season 6 healing arc, Spike freshly ensouled)
Hardest of Hearts (Spike about Buffy)
I'm sure there are more, but it's late, so that's all on my side!
Spike + the sun
Started a new Buffy drawing <3

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
Genuinely one of my favorite moments of BTVS is during Once More With Feeling when Buffy goes to Spikeâs crypt to get info on whatâs happening/be alone with him and Spike is trying to politely kick her out because he would LOVE for her to be there and for them to spend time together but he canât risk breaking out into song in front of her and singing his feelings and losing his recently acquired cool, calm, collected personality heâs finely tuned.
Like seasons 4 and 5 he was mostly a raging, whiney freak who occasionally did creepy, childish, invasive things and eventually he was forced by circumstance to grow up and take control of his soulless existence instead of blaming everything on it and excusing himself from any responsibility for his actions.
He was willing to sacrifice himself to protect Buffy and Dawn, he literally fell off a 100 foot crane putting his body on the line for them, he dedicated his days post-Buffy to keeping an eye on Sunnydale and keeping Dawn safe because besides Willow (who wouldnât be any good in a physical fight anyways) he was the only one who meaningfully could. He took Joyceâs âI love what youâve neglected to do with the placeâ to heart and actually put effort into remodeling his dark, dank pit in the ground into something attractive and comfortable, expecting to have guests overâHUMAN (and demons like Clem I suppose) GUESTS. He spent the nights awake after Buffyâs death sitting with regret for things he could have done differentlyâcould have done betterâto save her. He changed so much because loving Buffy was transformative, even when she was dead and gone.
He would love to show her around his place some more, go on a walk, have a drinkâhe even implies as much when he sadly watches her go and says, âSo I take it youâre not staying, then?â
But even more so, Buffy goes to him knowing full well that SHE could sing in front of him. And maybe this could be read as âwell she didnât have any feelings for him so she would have no reason to be nervous or embarrassedâ but I take it as she was alone with the only person who would understand whatever song she sung. Hell, she was walking around the graveyard the night before when she was singing by herself (and with random vampires) and she was still a little ashamed about it even without witnesses or singing anything particularly cringe. And my point is only proven correct when, in the end, it is Spike who comes to her rescue in the final actâstopping her from dancing herself to death and telling her exactly what she needs to hear, the very thesis of Season 6, âLife isnât bliss, life is just this, itâs living. You have to go on living.â
They could have very easily made it a Xander âheart of the groupâ moment, or a Dawn and Buffy sister moment, or even a fatherly Giles momentâbut it was Spike and Buffy because narratively, he was the only one who was actually seeing her and hearing her. It wasnât a hamfisted attempt to cram Spike into a scene he didnât belong in like some people imply, itâs actually the only option that makes any sense.
Just such a lovely, layered episode from an incredible season of dark but hopeful television.
The Girl on Fire â¤ď¸âđĽ
I actually love how this turned out âĽď¸đĽâ¤ď¸âđĽ
I feel like Cinna would totally give her a high neckline for this dress! I really liked drawing the candlelight one so I might do her Mockingjay one next hmm.. The fire one turned out so prettyyyy
art by @emmaalovesbooks don't trace/steal/re-upload anywhere