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poststhatcrackmyegg · 4 months

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There are people out there who think buggy did something wrong at loguetown. Y'all buggy escaped his ten year long situationship with shanks, his straight( in buggy's eyes only don't @ me) best friend. If I had been buggy's friend right then I would've thrown a party like the strawhats in skipea with the wolves.

#one piece #buggy the clown #red haired shanks #also there is no way in the name of oda himself that shanks properly expressed himself #have you met shanks?!#he just says some cryptic shit #leaves for basically forever #and then thinks of people while looking wistfully into the distance #that man is the definition of emotionally unavailable #at least buggy tells you what hes feeling even if its a lie

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somecunttookmyurl · 11 months

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if you want actual like on god for real actually exist you can see the papyri/tablets very incredibly cute egyptian letters absolutely go read translations of the amarna letters between king amenhotep III and his absolute bestest best friend in the whole wide world king tushratta of mitanni

#an fyi before you do: egyptians said 'i love you' and were very dramatic about it VERY freely #this isnt a 'haha they were SUUUHC GOOD FRIEEEEEEEENDS' moment egyptians were just like that #amenhotep was INCREDIBLY drunk on loving his wife juice to the extent his secondary wives were merely ceremonial positions #by all accounts he was monogamous and incredibly cute about his (commoner) wife #but he and tushratta referred to eachother as brothers and tush was DEVESTATED when amenhotep died #and wrote to queen tiye saying that he would love his son (amenhotep IV aka akhenaten) as if he were amenhotep III #because his best friend lived on in his son #and was basically like 'my son now i love him so much btw'#and then akhenaten completely fucked it by leaving him on read forever which is so sad and also biggest dick move #akhenaten apologists dont interact

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marzipanandminutiae · 5 months

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i feel u on 1920s hate. when everyone is like ‘finally women are free of ~restrictive~ corsets’ and its like . first of all. didnt need to be. second. how do u think the curvier women were achieving the 1920s silhouette. quickly.

Exactly. I mean, yeah, it’s not their fault at all that people were saying things like that, or that it’s reached a fever pitch in recent years. Great material gains WERE being made for women, and I’m absolutely not discounting that. But much in the way that people tend to throughout history, though, they firmly believed that everything they were doing was the best and most progressive that it had ever been. And that idea has been hugely amplified in later years

I think it also has a lot to do with the fact that the 1920s were, in many ways, the beginning of a world that looks familiar to us now. Widespread film technology, continued rise of electricity, clothing-ways that seem familiar to us today in contrast to what came before (for example the advent of bras and panties, although people tend to forget there was usually also a girdle involved), Air travel, cars becoming more popular, etc. because it seems less foreign, we accept all too readily the idea that it was better in all respects than everything earlier

(And ignore all the ways in which it would still have been foreign. Like… The 1920s were not actually the Proto – 2020s, guys. It owed for more to its immediate predecessors re: era mentality and technology and even fashion than some people would like to admit)

I don’t actually hate the 1920s – that would be pointless and reductive, since it’s an entire decade that happened over countless countries, demographics, cultural groups, etc. I think I’m with you, though, in hating the way it’s been put up on a pedestal as the perfect progressive era that was unilaterally better for women in particular

(Also, I read a book from the 1951 about the history of undergarments, and this mindset is in FULL force even three decades later.The guy finds ways to inaccurately rag on the Victorians even in chapters that aren’t about that time period, and concludes with a stirring statement that they are now living in the perfect time for underwear and that everything is so much better and more progressive than it ever has been in the past. The fact that this man- Cecil Willett Cunnington -was considered one of the highest authorities on dress history for a long time probably explains the current state of the discipline, In terms of “you can say basically whatever you want and people will believe you”)

#ask #anon #history #dress history #fashion history #hairdressers rejoiced when the ball came in because women now had to spend way more time and money at their salons #*the bob #and the 1920s saw the birth of the term diet as a verb #which is not to say that it was unilateral leave a toxic or worst time in terms of fashion than what came before!#just said it wasn’t some ideal time period When everything got better #any study of how the 1920s were an amazing era in which everything improved forever #and the prior eras horrible in every conceivable way #should also include newspaper articles where elderly Victorians basically say ‘wtf that’s not what it was like’

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can-of-slorgs · 1 month

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Final surprise boop attack for @yowassupitsred!!

Faeran would 100% be really obnoxious about Calamari, and would intentionally make others appreciate her boopings haha.

(Secret second boop attack to @starbiology in revenge to the april fools war because even though i didn't know if you had any characters, I think of her as your character by this point and I found this scenario hilarious in my mind)

#neopets #neotag #gelert #vin doods #vin memes #technically at least JKSHSJ #I'm so sorry for the late response!! I didn't want to basically leave u on nothing and I had had this sketch saved for a week by this point #nice gelert my dood had some fun drawing him hahaha #it was only appropiate to draw Faeran for this case #also yeah i just found out Schnellys are cross eyed forever its just a characteristic for them #anyways its very late for me i had a really rough day at the lab lmao #my back hurts so much but i needed to come home and finish this or i'd have gone mad by how late im doing this #also Star Im sorry if i drew her completely off i haven't practice humans in a while D:#ur blog was a great reference on how to draw her when canon images are just... yeah #also idk why i drew my dog so little he's not that short but oh well #she's on a pedestal idk #ok too much rambling i should probably stop writing so much on tags #but year that's just about it hope u like the images!! the boop war was really fun and i just needed to draw something to save that moment

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jasperthejester · 1 year

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i know a lot of people believe that chimera used some form of torture to get owen to their side, and while i do like that idea i feel people sleep on the idea of chimera being more emotionally manipulating instead. instead of owen feeling trapped by chimera and joining out of necessity, what if he joined by choice. yeah, that choice has heavily manipulated, but it was still a choice. he could genuinely think that chimera was doing good, that they were helping to save the world. and you can still keep the ‘chimera fed him lies that curt and mi6 had a ploy to get rid of him’ stuff, because if owen chimera helped open his eyes for other things, what else had been hidden from him?

imagine the potential

#maybe this is just my pimo exjw talking #but i love chimera being more like a cult #they love bomb with basic necessities and stuff #and threaten to take it away if they leave #but that’s only after they’d joined #saf #spies are forever #owen carvour #agent curt mega #tcb #tin can bros #curtwen

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lenievi · 11 months

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Spones Day 2023 fic

Canon divergent universe where TMP never happened. Takes place a few years before TWOK (but if TWOK happens is in the stars). Kirk has retired from Starfleet (just so you’re not confused), because I like that tidbit from Generations.

#McCoy didn’t know they were dating #first kiss #strangely proactive Spock

~1000 words. | G

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The door to the Transporter Beam-up Center opened, and mixed groups of various species started to come out. McCoy moved to the side to not stand in their way, his eyes scanning the crowd for Spock’s familiar face. It was a few minutes before he heard, “Doctor McCoy.”

McCoy startled. “I need to buy you a cowbell.”

Spock lifted an eyebrow at him. “You’ve been saying that for years, Doctor, and I’m still waiting.” He raised his hand, fingers spread in a Vulcan salute. “We meet again.”

McCoy blinked and looked at his hand. His third finger quivered as he tried to connect it with the fourth one, hoping to form a V, but with no success. He gave up, shaking his fingers a bit, relieving the slight pain in his ring finger. One day, one day, he would succeed.

Spock held out his hand, the corner of his mouth twitching in amusement.

McCoy glared at him. “You could’ve done it from the beginning.” He clasped Spock’s hand, soaking in the warmth he hadn’t felt for three months. “How was the trip?” He let go.

“Commanding a ship full of cadets on their training voyage is hardly a trip, Doctor.”

“You visited Vulcan before that, didn’t you?”

Spock gave a stiff nod. “Sarek sends his regards.” He beckoned toward the exit. “Shall we?”

Spock led him to a nearby restaurant.

Even after three years, it still felt odd whenever Spock invited him out. Sometimes to a science or technical museum, sometimes to a restaurant, sometimes to an arboretum. Just the two of them. If anyone had told him that ten years ago, five years ago, hell, even three years ago, he would scoff and tell them not to drink anymore. But Spock kept reaching out, and McCoy kept saying yes.

“Have you spoken to Jim recently?” McCoy asked after they ordered. He kept his eyes on the tabletop, not wanting to see Spock’s judging expression.

“Not since before my trip to Vulcan,” Spock said. “He acquired a dog.”

McCoy raised his head. “Jim has a dog?”

“His name is Butler.”

McCoy blinked.

“You would know that if you called him,” Spock said, his eyes piercing.

“Well…” McCoy wet his lips. “He could call me.”

“You informed him rather vehemently you didn’t want to see him unless he comes out of retirement.”

“You can’t tell me you think he can just live on a farm in Idaho and be happy.”

“That is not for us to judge.” Spock sipped his tea. “He appears to miss you.”

McCoy’s stomach did a funny flip. He reached for his glass of water and clasped it in both hands. His argument with Jim was ugly, and they hadn’t seen or talked to each other for two years.

“So, uhm…” he started but was saved by the waiter bringing their meals. The plates were placed, and McCoy grabbed the utensils. He should not think about Jim. Spock had always made it clear that they should resolve it themselves and did not wish to discuss it.

“It’s good to see you, Spock,” he said instead.

Spock smiled.

They dug into their meals.

“My father offered me to work with him and accompany him to Ensis,” Spock said between bites.

McCoy frowned. “You want to leave Starfleet?”

“It would not immediately come to that, but it is an option I am considering.”

First Jim. Now Spock. McCoy had stayed in San Francisco because he wanted to stay close to them. Then Jim left. He stayed because Spock would have someone welcoming him back whenever he left on a training voyage. He stayed because… because he…

He swallowed.

“I wanted to ask for… your opinion,” Spock said, his eyes focused somewhere behind McCoy’s shoulders.

“My opinion?” McCoy put down his utensils. He didn’t feel hungry anymore.

“I have… always appreciated your company, Doctor.” Spock frowned. “Leonard.”

McCoy's heart skipped. He didn’t remember the last time Spock used his name.

“In the last three years, perhaps before that, the appreciation evolved, changed.” Spock looked him in the eyes. “I do not enjoy the thought of not seeing you for months.”

McCoy didn’t know what to say. His mind was flying at warp speed. The almost realization a minute ago. Every time Spock invited him to go somewhere. Every time McCoy invited Spock to his apartment, sharing meals, cooking together. The soft brushes of their shoulders, as they passed each other in McCoy’s narrow kitchen. The soft brushes of the back of their hands, as they walked down the streets or halls of the museums. Spock’s fingers on his elbow, demanding his attention. So common, so frequent that he didn’t even notice them anymore.

“Are we dating, Spock?” McCoy blurted out.

“As there hasn’t been an official agreement, we are not.”

“Do you want to?” McCoy asked before he could think about it.

The tips of Spock’s ears darkened. “That was the matter I wanted to discuss today. In order to answer my father’s offer, I first needed an answer from you.”

“Why?”

“I have already told you. I would have… missed you.”

McCoy could not hold back his smile, his cheeks growing hot.

“If you did not answer positively, creating a physical distance between us would be a logical thing to do.”

“The distance wouldn’t help,” McCoy murmured.

“Perhaps.” Spock inclined his head. “But it appears we do not have to test it.”

“But your father –”

“My father is aware.”

McCoy opened his mouth and closed it. “You…” He wet his lips. “You talked about us with Sarek?” Us. There was an us.

“My father thinks highly of you,” Spock said. “Mother too. She’d like it if you accompanied me next time I visit Vulcan.”

McCoy blinked.

“You don’t have to give me an answer today.” Spock bit his lower lip. McCoy hadn’t seen that habit in years. “But I would like to kiss you.”

McCoy nodded, lost for words. His heart beat loud in his ears. He raised his hand.

Spock leaned across the table and pressed their lips together.

#spones #sponesday2023 #sponesday #leonard mccoy #spock #my writing #i finished something \o/ it's probably not as good as my other stuff but it's very self-indulgent and despite me complaining all the time #i had fun writing it #even though it's very dialogue heavy and would probably benefit from some introspection but... not today #spock likes mccoy and wants to make it official... basically #hopefully in a spock way but i took liberties #i normally don't care because i'm normally confident but if you leave a comment i'm gonna love you forever <3

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pokimoko · 5 months

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Listening to instrumentals from the silly doo-wee-ooo show is actually something that can be so painful.

#doctor who #doctor who music #murray gold #segun akinola #musings about music #this is specifically about 10's theme in vale decem. the long song in 11's regen piece. and clara's theme in face the raven / clara's diner #i get psychic damage everytime i simply hear the use of the motifs elsewhere because of the tragic associations those sadder renditions hav #obviously these songs aren't the only examples in doctor who but they are by far the most emotionally devastating ones for me personally #and obviously it isn't just leitmotifs either. basically hearing any piece that played during a sad scene gets to me.#how are you supposed to explain to your coworkers that you're tearing up because of instrumental sound association?#'yeah sorry these violins and humming sounds summoned vivid images of my favourite character dying/leaving and it made me sad'#love that composers can just straight up pavlov bell your emotions by getting you to associate a melody with a sad scene #an addition to this is doctor who instrumentals that make me nostalgic because I associate them with my own past #like 'this is gallifrey: our childhood. our home'. that song was one of my alarms for a good long while back when i was 15ish #so it kinda transports me back to that time in my life whenever i hear it. music really is its own little kind of time travel #i am very much looking forward to the continuing psychological damage murray gold will inflict upon me in the new season #and to have previously uplifting character leitmotifs used against me and forever be contaminated with sad feelings. love to see it #(also: not a instrumental but damn 'the stowaway' has no right being as good as it is. who knew a christmas sea shanty could sound so great #apologies for this probably niche-ish post (is it niche to know ost title's by heart? asking for friend). just feeling things about music

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denaphoenix · 10 months

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Not a book seller.

A story in pictures.

In season one, Crowley seems really certain that he does not look like someone who runs a bookshop.

And even in the beginning of season 2, he is incredibly opposed to the idea of selling books.

But all it takes...

...is Aziraphale annexing "their car". And suddenly...

...he at least threatens to sell them.

Notice the "we"? Something has changed. But in the end...

...Crowley is still not a bookseller.

#yes they're for sale #no you can't have them #no books to the gentry #good omens #go2 spoilers #crowely #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #we horde misprinted bibles like lunatics #fuck your heartstrings #and also... fuck MY heartstrings!#I mean... nothing lasts forever?#NOTHING lasts forever???!?!?#Fuck nothing lasts forever.#You can't leave the bookshop.#Somebody needs to at LEAST teach muriel the basics.#because we don't sell books in this house #not a one.

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alchemiclee · 2 months

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been trying to figure out what exactly it is about aventurine that feels perhaps relatable, or what it is that makes me want to study him like a bug...

and camr to the thought that he's pretty pessimistic for am optimist...but also ob the other side of the same coin, he's optimiaric for a pessimist. kinda both at the same time,.or depending on the day or how you look at him maybe.

he's an optimist becuase he knows he's going to win. he always wins. he has always won his gambles. he knows it will happen again and again. his luck, or gift, or blessing, or whatever you want to call it ensures that. but he's also a pessimist becuase he knows that "win" also always comes with some kind of suffering for him. he wins all his gambles, but at what cost? a lot, actually. so is it really a win? he knows he will win, but he also knows he will be used, abused, sacrificed, broken, or in pain. he expects those to be a consequence of his winning luck, to the point of making sure it happens and becomes self-destructive because of it. he acts calmly like it's ok and is the outcome he wants and calls that a win because it's what he plans and expects. he bets on it and it happens.

but at the same time, he's slowly breaking and seems to want it to end. he tests the limits of his luck to see if it's a real "gift" or if it is all a coincidence and has an end. he probably wants to meet the end to end the pain and suffering, but knows his "luck" won't allow it. he wants to be against the luck and see if he can win. a whole contradiction it itself. his luck kept him alive so many times and continues to do so. it will always do so, unless perhaps his end is the goal. what if he bets on losing this time? bets in meeting his end? he needs to get lucky enough to achieve that goal. flip his lucky fate by turning his luck around, make his end the final lucky win.

but it seems like he either lost for once and didn't meet his end....maybe his luck truly does intend on keeping him alive...or he changed his mind in the end and got lucky enough to get out of meeting his end once again...

he's still a bit of an enigma to me and i'm not sure exactly what happened. but he's for sure a complex and amusing character (even if I still want to put him into a snow globe and shake it as hard as I can) and this whole penacony story is too complex for my soggy trashcan brain lmao but i'm enjoying the ride

#hsr #hsr aventurine #hsr spoilers #kinda spoilerish tbh #lee text #i could be very much misinterpreting him but this is just my brain trying to work things out so its not too deep #its a ramble for brain to try organizing thoughts #this quest left more answers than questions #like. FIREFLY?! is she even real! what is she who is she. why did they leave us on TO BE CONTINUED there!#also not to be a rock nerd but aventurine is a very pretty rock. i enjoy that pretty rock #also i reread this and its basically a nonsensical ramble and doesnt really make sense #its vague and doesnt really grasp him. hes too complex to fit neatly into my rotten worm brain so dont mind me and my rambles lmao #am too sleepy to use brain. make me do dailies and go to bed #ah. a thing i forgot to add to my ramble: hes always been alone ever since his sister left him. he only has himself to rely on #hes a very lonely character who doesnt have anyone to trust or rely on. no true friends. everyone uses or betrays him #perhaps hes afraid of this and further chooses to not trust and rely on anyone too much. he only has himself in the end #that part of him is very relatable. i also find it hard to trust and rely on anyone and am forever alone.....

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whentherewerebicycles · 8 days

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I seem to be fine most of the day and then I have a BIG mood dip around 8pm. I think I should just immediately go to bed instead of entertaining any thoughts at all about the future

#I’m finding pumping quite demoralizing #but we did have our first breastfeeding success today so I am hopeful it won’t be forever #I’m also leaning so hard on my mom and it’s made the transition SO much easier to handle #but it’s also making me scared for when she leaves and I have to do everything myself #I already find it quite exhausting to work + do dog care + cook for myself + do all other chores + handle misc life tasks #adding baby care feels like it’s going to be a lot #but I’m trying to remind myself that I have five more weeks to learn the basic skills and build good routines #and then she’ll be back in august for two and a half months so July can be a test run #and then a little more help/support with her being in town but not living with me #anyway what did I say about not thinking about the future after the mood dip starts! get to bed jes #baby tag

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aropride · 7 months

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if you imagine that guy from saw and he's sawing his own leg off in the bathroom but it's just like, a normal bathroom and he's not chained to the wall or anything and he really didn't have to saw off his leg at all but he imagined a situation in which he would have to do that so he decided to get it over with as soon as possible. well that's how i approach all my interpersonal relationships

#text #i decided in my brain that my best friend hates me (she made a comment that hurt my feelings today and then a different comment #several weeks ago so basically shes sick of me and she hates me and wants me to die etc)#so now i am trying to dig my brain out of panic-mode trying to restructure my future around her inevitably getting tired of me #(& also trying not to upset or inconvenience her or anyone in any way in case this is the last straw and they Realize I'm A Bad Person)#and then also all my other friends will leave as well cuz they'll be like Wow if she didnt want to be around him anymore shes probably got #a good reason... and then everyone leaves me and i die. and yes i do this every time one of my friends accidentally hurts my feelings #you know when u accidentally step on ur pet's tail and u imagine a world where they hate u forever. yeah #it's like that except for someone steps on MY tail and i decide they hate me forever because my tail was in the way of their foot #does this make sense. Feel free to diagnose me in the comments #neg

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hydrachea · 24 days

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