fyantagonist:

Benedict Cumberbatch plays Richard III during rehearsals 

Sidetracking (sorry): Seeing these pics immediately reminded me of “Stranger At The Gate" by Bendingsignpost (which I highly recommend, BTW!).  Since BC (sort of) played one of the main characters in THAT, too. ;p

random-nexus:

sapphire1707:

Eggum Lake | by Dragonstreet | http://ift.tt/11rok2M

Fairy Tale Tuesday: Eggum Lake
A/N: I saw the picture above and some story teller (the Muse) started rattling off this tale - so I wrote it down.
[LJ] [AO3]
~~~
Let me tell you the tale of the time some puffed-up northern mage tried to summon a thousand dragons from the very stone of the lakeshore with a view toward taking the kingdom. No, really, you can still see them over at Eggum Lake, partially formed and looking more like a bunch of moss-covered rocks, but if you look close, you can see the start of eyes and muzzles and such. It’s just over the eastern hills from the castle, there used to be a plaque and everything.
What stopped him?  Old Adora Eggum, it was, though she wasn’t old back then; no, she was still young and fluorishing, with two of the up and coming mages at the time courting her like it was a competition.  One of them became the king’s court mage - the last king, mind you - and the other blew himself up trying one of the ancient transmogrification spells.
What?  Oh, yes, well, Miz Eggum, she lived in a little cottage - more like a shack, but cottage sounds fancier - right on the edge of the lake.  Story goes she was sitting out on her porch, admiring the sunrise, and saw that mage arrive, laying out his things and readying himself for the incantation.  She called out that he ought to move along, seeing as she didn’t want him ruining her side of the lake with such nonsense. 
Being a very important mage - at least in his own estimation - he told her not to interfere with a master at his work.  You can see where this is going, can’t you?  Yep. 
She waited till he got to the crescendo, the big part of the spell when things start happening and the power’s flowing through him like lava from a volcano - power he was pulling as much from the earth and the water there as from himself, another mistake - and, next thing, Miz Eggum called up a half-dozen water elementals from the lake.  Seems they didn’t like having their power stolen, and didn’t want that side of the lake turned into dragons, either, because they sloshed right over and drowned the mage while Miz Adora waved her hand and sent those would-be dragons back to the ground where they hadn’t quite come from yet, stopping the magic in its tracks. 
A few shepherds up on one of the hills saw it all, as well as a young man visiting from the mage school in the next kingdom, and word got around pretty quick.  She got a commendation from the king for stopping the mage, some big medal and a fancy scroll; friend of mine says she uses the medal as a pot holder on the table and hung the scroll over a chink in one of the walls to stop the wind getting in.
Old Adora Eggum still lives in that little cottage on the shore of Eggum Lake, having outlived three husbands - two mages and a shepherd - and sent four of her get off to the mage school, three of them are professors now, one’s running some academy or other across the ocean.  Even with her being all gray and a bit gimpy, no one bothers the area around Eggum Lake, because you know witches’ bodies get old, but their powers only get stronger and deeper.  The local ephemera and wildlife look after her, so hunting in that region’s a bad idea, too.
I see that look on your face.  Come along and see for yourself, then.  It’s only an hour’s walk from here.  You can take some pictures, and all of that.  Might even glimpse Old Adora herself, if you’re lucky.  No, she doesn’t begrudge a few tourists now and then, as long as they keep well away from her cottage.  We’ll have you back to the inn by supper time.  On the way I’ll tell you a couple more stories; this kingdom, it’s a lively place for magic, that’s a solid truth, and that makes for a lot of interesting tales.  Right, then, off we go. 
~~~

For the evening peeps and with LJ & AO3 links active.

random-nexus:

sapphire1707:

Eggum Lake | by Dragonstreet | http://ift.tt/11rok2M

Fairy Tale Tuesday: Eggum Lake

A/N: I saw the picture above and some story teller (the Muse) started rattling off this tale - so I wrote it down.

[LJ] [AO3]

~~~

Let me tell you the tale of the time some puffed-up northern mage tried to summon a thousand dragons from the very stone of the lakeshore with a view toward taking the kingdom. No, really, you can still see them over at Eggum Lake, partially formed and looking more like a bunch of moss-covered rocks, but if you look close, you can see the start of eyes and muzzles and such. It’s just over the eastern hills from the castle, there used to be a plaque and everything.

What stopped him?  Old Adora Eggum, it was, though she wasn’t old back then; no, she was still young and fluorishing, with two of the up and coming mages at the time courting her like it was a competition.  One of them became the king’s court mage - the last king, mind you - and the other blew himself up trying one of the ancient transmogrification spells.

What?  Oh, yes, well, Miz Eggum, she lived in a little cottage - more like a shack, but cottage sounds fancier - right on the edge of the lake.  Story goes she was sitting out on her porch, admiring the sunrise, and saw that mage arrive, laying out his things and readying himself for the incantation.  She called out that he ought to move along, seeing as she didn’t want him ruining her side of the lake with such nonsense. 

Being a very important mage - at least in his own estimation - he told her not to interfere with a master at his work.  You can see where this is going, can’t you?  Yep. 

She waited till he got to the crescendo, the big part of the spell when things start happening and the power’s flowing through him like lava from a volcano - power he was pulling as much from the earth and the water there as from himself, another mistake - and, next thing, Miz Eggum called up a half-dozen water elementals from the lake.  Seems they didn’t like having their power stolen, and didn’t want that side of the lake turned into dragons, either, because they sloshed right over and drowned the mage while Miz Adora waved her hand and sent those would-be dragons back to the ground where they hadn’t quite come from yet, stopping the magic in its tracks. 

A few shepherds up on one of the hills saw it all, as well as a young man visiting from the mage school in the next kingdom, and word got around pretty quick.  She got a commendation from the king for stopping the mage, some big medal and a fancy scroll; friend of mine says she uses the medal as a pot holder on the table and hung the scroll over a chink in one of the walls to stop the wind getting in.

Old Adora Eggum still lives in that little cottage on the shore of Eggum Lake, having outlived three husbands - two mages and a shepherd - and sent four of her get off to the mage school, three of them are professors now, one’s running some academy or other across the ocean.  Even with her being all gray and a bit gimpy, no one bothers the area around Eggum Lake, because you know witches’ bodies get old, but their powers only get stronger and deeper.  The local ephemera and wildlife look after her, so hunting in that region’s a bad idea, too.

I see that look on your face.  Come along and see for yourself, then.  It’s only an hour’s walk from here.  You can take some pictures, and all of that.  Might even glimpse Old Adora herself, if you’re lucky.  No, she doesn’t begrudge a few tourists now and then, as long as they keep well away from her cottage.  We’ll have you back to the inn by supper time.  On the way I’ll tell you a couple more stories; this kingdom, it’s a lively place for magic, that’s a solid truth, and that makes for a lot of interesting tales.  Right, then, off we go. 

~~~

For the evening peeps and with LJ & AO3 links active.

grizzlygains:

happyhalloweekes:

spoopy-shanin:

I’m not too late for the cute lil ghosts, right?

Of course you have to drag it and be amazed

THIS IS THE BEST ONE YET

grizzlygains:

happyhalloweekes:

spoopy-shanin:

I’m not too late for the cute lil ghosts, right?

Of course you have to drag it and be amazed

THIS IS THE BEST ONE YET

Up stupidly early (but it’s COOL) to take housemate to dentist - AND he’s got another tomorrow. 😲

I am craving an ihop breakfast so hard. But not likely, alas. Someone have bacon and pancakes on by behalf, okay?

sapphire1707:

Eggum Lake | by Dragonstreet | http://ift.tt/11rok2M

Fairy Tale Tuesday: Eggum Lake
A/N: I saw the picture above and some story teller (the Muse) started rattling off this tale - so I wrote it down.
[LJ] [AO3]
~~~
Let me tell you the tale of the time some puffed-up northern mage tried to summon a thousand dragons from the very stone of the lakeshore with a view toward taking the kingdom. No, really, you can still see them over at Eggum Lake, partially formed and looking more like a bunch of moss-covered rocks, but if you look close, you can see the start of eyes and muzzles and such. It’s just over the eastern hills from the castle, there used to be a plaque and everything.
What stopped him?  Old Adora Eggum, it was, though she wasn’t old back then; no, she was still young and fluorishing, with two of the up and coming mages at the time courting her like it was a competition.  One of them became the king’s court mage - the last king, mind you - and the other blew himself up trying one of the ancient transmogrification spells.
What?  Oh, yes, well, Miz Eggum, she lived in a little cottage - more like a shack, but cottage sounds fancier - right on the edge of the lake.  Story goes she was sitting out on her porch, admiring the sunrise, and saw that mage arrive, laying out his things and readying himself for the incantation.  She called out that he ought to move along, seeing as she didn’t want him ruining her side of the lake with such nonsense. 
Being a very important mage - at least in his own estimation - he told her not to interfere with a master at his work.  You can see where this is going, can’t you?  Yep. 
She waited till he got to the crescendo, the big part of the spell when things start happening and the power’s flowing through him like lava from a volcano - power he was pulling as much from the earth and the water there as from himself, another mistake - and, next thing, Miz Eggum called up a half-dozen water elementals from the lake.  Seems they didn’t like having their power stolen, and didn’t want that side of the lake turned into dragons, either, because they sloshed right over and drowned the mage while Miz Adora waved her hand and sent those would-be dragons back to the ground where they hadn’t quite come from yet, stopping the magic in its tracks. 
A few shepherds up on one of the hills saw it all, as well as a young man visiting from the mage school in the next kingdom, and word got around pretty quick.  She got a commendation from the king for stopping the mage, some big medal and a fancy scroll; friend of mine says she uses the medal as a pot holder on the table and hung the scroll over a chink in one of the walls to stop the wind getting in.
Old Adora Eggum still lives in that little cottage on the shore of Eggum Lake, having outlived three husbands - two mages and a shepherd - and sent four of her get off to the mage school, three of them are professors now, one’s running some academy or other across the ocean.  Even with her being all gray and a bit gimpy, no one bothers the area around Eggum Lake, because you know witches’ bodies get old, but their powers only get stronger and deeper.  The local ephemera and wildlife look after her, so hunting in that region’s a bad idea, too.
I see that look on your face.  Come along and see for yourself, then.  It’s only an hour’s walk from here.  You can take some pictures, and all of that.  Might even glimpse Old Adora herself, if you’re lucky.  No, she doesn’t begrudge a few tourists now and then, as long as they keep well away from her cottage.  We’ll have you back to the inn by supper time.  On the way I’ll tell you a couple more stories; this kingdom, it’s a lively place for magic, that’s a solid truth, and that makes for a lot of interesting tales.  Right, then, off we go. 
~~~

sapphire1707:

Eggum Lake | by Dragonstreet | http://ift.tt/11rok2M

Fairy Tale Tuesday: Eggum Lake

A/N: I saw the picture above and some story teller (the Muse) started rattling off this tale - so I wrote it down.

[LJ] [AO3]

~~~

Let me tell you the tale of the time some puffed-up northern mage tried to summon a thousand dragons from the very stone of the lakeshore with a view toward taking the kingdom. No, really, you can still see them over at Eggum Lake, partially formed and looking more like a bunch of moss-covered rocks, but if you look close, you can see the start of eyes and muzzles and such. It’s just over the eastern hills from the castle, there used to be a plaque and everything.

What stopped him?  Old Adora Eggum, it was, though she wasn’t old back then; no, she was still young and fluorishing, with two of the up and coming mages at the time courting her like it was a competition.  One of them became the king’s court mage - the last king, mind you - and the other blew himself up trying one of the ancient transmogrification spells.

What?  Oh, yes, well, Miz Eggum, she lived in a little cottage - more like a shack, but cottage sounds fancier - right on the edge of the lake.  Story goes she was sitting out on her porch, admiring the sunrise, and saw that mage arrive, laying out his things and readying himself for the incantation.  She called out that he ought to move along, seeing as she didn’t want him ruining her side of the lake with such nonsense. 

Being a very important mage - at least in his own estimation - he told her not to interfere with a master at his work.  You can see where this is going, can’t you?  Yep. 

She waited till he got to the crescendo, the big part of the spell when things start happening and the power’s flowing through him like lava from a volcano - power he was pulling as much from the earth and the water there as from himself, another mistake - and, next thing, Miz Eggum called up a half-dozen water elementals from the lake.  Seems they didn’t like having their power stolen, and didn’t want that side of the lake turned into dragons, either, because they sloshed right over and drowned the mage while Miz Adora waved her hand and sent those would-be dragons back to the ground where they hadn’t quite come from yet, stopping the magic in its tracks. 

A few shepherds up on one of the hills saw it all, as well as a young man visiting from the mage school in the next kingdom, and word got around pretty quick.  She got a commendation from the king for stopping the mage, some big medal and a fancy scroll; friend of mine says she uses the medal as a pot holder on the table and hung the scroll over a chink in one of the walls to stop the wind getting in.

Old Adora Eggum still lives in that little cottage on the shore of Eggum Lake, having outlived three husbands - two mages and a shepherd - and sent four of her get off to the mage school, three of them are professors now, one’s running some academy or other across the ocean.  Even with her being all gray and a bit gimpy, no one bothers the area around Eggum Lake, because you know witches’ bodies get old, but their powers only get stronger and deeper.  The local ephemera and wildlife look after her, so hunting in that region’s a bad idea, too.

I see that look on your face.  Come along and see for yourself, then.  It’s only an hour’s walk from here.  You can take some pictures, and all of that.  Might even glimpse Old Adora herself, if you’re lucky.  No, she doesn’t begrudge a few tourists now and then, as long as they keep well away from her cottage.  We’ll have you back to the inn by supper time.  On the way I’ll tell you a couple more stories; this kingdom, it’s a lively place for magic, that’s a solid truth, and that makes for a lot of interesting tales.  Right, then, off we go. 

~~~

"Soon I shall arrange to have a bald, scarred genius carry me around and serve me as my due while taking over the world in my honor." 

"Soon I shall arrange to have a bald, scarred genius carry me around and serve me as my due while taking over the world in my honor." 

OMFG IT’S FINALLY AUTUMN!!!!!  COOL WINDS, NOT SIX BILLION DEGREES, LEAVES BLOWING, WISPY CLOUDS SCUDDING ACROSS THE SKY… I MAY CRY.

jessamygriffin:

transformativeworks:

Banner with seven circles and a price tag in the second one, reading 'Seven Years, Seven Wonders, Organization for Transformative Works, October 19-26 2014 Membership Drive'

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*I’m gonna get a tote bag, get a TOTE bag…*

But if you can donate, please due, it was overdue in my case. $10 gets you voting rights, or not if you don’t want them, and there are stickers, pens etc if you donate more.

You know how much fandom relies on AO3, and there are so many good things coming out of OTW as well as AO3, so donate if you’re able, even a few dollars would help, but definitely signal boost, either way. Thanks!

I love fandom.

decadentwallpaper:

Only a bunch of queers and nerds and outliers would seize smut and turn it into a party and an opportunity for community.

It’s radical and it’s anti-consumer and it’s hot as HELL.

Seriously, would you prefer we were ashamed? Maybe bought our pornography from behind the counter of the convenience store like we’re supposed to?

IKR?  Fandom: “Screw that nonsense - we’ll make our own!”

patchesthegreat:

Bizarre Foods a.k.a. what genitals will Andrew Zimmern eat in this episode

IKR?  OMFG!

The Pirate watches that show.  I usually avoid, but sometimes have seen some interesting things.  Usually?  Bleargh!  I am made aware of my ‘special snowflake’ status in the area of things I consider edible.  My Pirate?  He laughs at me, and sometimes tells me an anecdote about how he ate the same thing once, or something like it, until I have to tell him to stop.  The big ol’ piratey booger.

chronicallyimmature:

Made this as a Valentines Day gift.

Even though it was as a Valentine’s Day thing, I’m reblogging it now.  :)

chronicallyimmature:

Made this as a Valentines Day gift.

Even though it was as a Valentine’s Day thing, I’m reblogging it now.  :)

king-of-aces:

pumpkintears:

Just a pinch of black food coloring gel in a regular candy apple recipe and you get perfection.
#perfect poison apples

It’ll have people wondering

I must do this!

king-of-aces:

pumpkintears:

Just a pinch of black food coloring gel in a regular candy apple recipe and you get perfection.

#perfect poison apples

It’ll have people wondering

I must do this!

jomk replied to your photo “Weeeee! So, for the last half of October, I changed my tumblr a bit…”

It’s great!!!

\o/  Thanks! <3

Weeeee!
So, for the last half of October, I changed my tumblr a bit for the All Hallow&#8217;s Eve season.  My photoshop fu is still weak, but I did the title on the header myself.  It&#8217;s ridonkulously simple, I know, but I&#8217;m kinda chuffed that it turned out like I wanted.  *tiny self-squeeflail*

Weeeee!

So, for the last half of October, I changed my tumblr a bit for the All Hallow’s Eve season.  My photoshop fu is still weak, but I did the title on the header myself.  It’s ridonkulously simple, I know, but I’m kinda chuffed that it turned out like I wanted.  *tiny self-squeeflail*