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viperwhispered · 1 month
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Guess what? I've got more Jamil x reader for y'all. You can also find this on ao3. No warnings, just 866 words of kinda fluffy(?) caretaking stuff with gender-neutral reader.
At this point, you know Jamil’s schedule almost as well as he does. So, when you have the chance, you head to Scarabia’s kitchen, hoping to spend some time with Jamil while he and the other students prepare dinner. 
However, when you enter, it takes you but a moment to notice Jamil’s uncharacteristic fumbling and the tired look in his eyes. The way Jamil’s chopping the vegetables has you worried about him cutting himself with that knife he’s usually so adept with, and it seems it’s only force of habit that’s keeping him on track.
You frown, and when your eyes meet Jamil’s, you can already see him put his guard up.
So he knows what state he is in, huh? And still, here he is.
It seems Jamil is reading your thoughts, all of him telling you drop it before any words are even said.
At least he still lets you lean in and give a quick kiss to his cheek in greeting.
“Hello love. Do you still have a lot on your agenda for today?” you ask, keeping your tone low for at least some semblance of privacy in the busy kitchen.
“Nothing I can’t handle,” is the response you get.
Of course.
It takes a little more pestering before Jamil actually answers your question. Your lips purse. That list is far too long to your liking.
You take a moment to think, juggling your own plans and to-do list against the urgency of the things Jamil mentioned.
“Will Kalim be eating from that?” you ask, pointing at the food Jamil is preparing.
“Yes.”
“Alright, I won’t be touching that one, then. I’ve gotta do a few things but I’ll be back when you’re done here.”
“Don’t,” Jamil says with a glare, clearly aware of what you’re thinking.
Yet even his disapproving look doesn’t have the usual weight behind it.
“Yes. I will,” you say firmly, even as your heart curls inwards with another bout of concern.
Really, when did he get so tired?
And how did you not notice it earlier?
You leave the kitchen before Jamil can protest further, hurrying through the dorm corridors to find Kalim.
Soon you have an enthusiastic – and concerned – supporter for your plans. You have Kalim point out a few reliable Scarabia students to help with a few of the most urgent matters Jamil mentioned – cleaning up the common areas, delivering some paperwork to Crowley, preparing some dorm-wide notices – while you see to Kalim getting his school supplies in order for the following day. You even recruit a couple of third years to help Kalim with his homework.
You’ll see to the rest tomorrow – after all, you do also have a boyfriend to look after.
Your conversation over dinner can hardly be called anything else than an argument – despite Kalim’s best attempts at acting as a moderating force between you two. It is very tempting to ask Kalim to tell Jamil to take the rest of the day off – it’s not like Jamil would be willing to openly disobey a direct order. Still, you really don’t need to remind Jamil of his position on top of everything else that you’re already doing more or less against his wishes.
Eventually, however, Jamil’s had a square meal, the most urgent things on his to-do list are being taken care of, and you’ve managed to drag him to his bed.
“I really wish you wouldn’t push yourself so hard,” you murmur, your arms wrapped tightly around Jamil. You’re telling yourself you really do just want to cuddle, to offer some respite to Jamil. Still, there might also be a part of you worried that if you were to let go, he’d just jump up and get back to working himself to the bone.
Yet, for all his protestations, just the fact that you’ve gotten Jamil to lay down with you speaks volumes of his current exhaustion.
“I can’t just leave my duties, albi. You know this.”
“Making yourself too indispensable, is what you’re doing,” you protest.
Oh, you know it’s not so simple. Not with his background, not with all the expectations and assumptions.
But sometimes you really wish it would be.
Jamil merely scoffs in response to your words.
Still, it is undeniable that he is slowly beginning to relax in your arms, slowly bringing his head closer to yours. His eyes are starting to flutter, too.
“I will still need to help Kalim with his homework, at the very least.”
You wonder who he is trying to convince more, you or himself.
“Amin and Khalil are helping him. They’re basically top of their classes, aren’t they? I’m sure they’ve got it.”
Still, Jamil frowns.
You sigh. He really is not letting go, is he?
“Do you want me to go supervise?” you ask.
And leave you, unsaid yet hanging there right after your words.
“Don’t,” Jamil eventually says, the word barely more than a breath.
It seems he has accepted his fate.
You softly caress Jamil’s hair, listening to his softening breathing.
And when you wake up, wholly unaware of having been lulled to sleep in the first place, it’s to the lightest of touches from Jamil’s fingers.
Tagging @diodellet @twstgo @crystallizsch @jamilvapologist @jamilsimpno69 as per request If you'd like to be tagged for any future works, let me know!
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thirteenemeraldcats · 2 months
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i don't know if you're still taking roses but 🌹🌹🌹🌹
So about two weeks ago I said I would finish the untitled-jamie-blue-screen-day fic within the week if it killed me. Well consider this me ghost-posting because it's STILL NOT DONE, and apparently I spent too long staring at it because my brain decided it had had enough angst and spat a non-angsty new-wip at me instead. Whoops.
“The fuck are you apologising for?” “I dunno.” Jamie does the stupid head tilt thing that makes him look like a walnut-mist coloured fucking Labrador. "I’m just sorry, I guess.” Roy watches as Jamie straightens his head back up; his brows crunch together, his eyes slide away and his mouth drops lax. All sure signs that he’s trying to string more than two consecutive thoughts together. “I grew up in a council estate.” God help them both if that’s all the little idiot’s come up with. 
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zillyart32 · 1 year
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A recreation of an audio post that I KNOW fucking exists but i CANNOT find other than in text form! The howling wind may or may not have been there, but for some reason I remember something akin to that. I don’t even watch Always Sunny, but this has plagued my mind for ages.
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ghirahimbo · 1 year
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hi, sorry, how is this on someone's list of playroom inspiration??
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nemisisnemi · 8 months
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Content warning: bright colors and slight gore & creepy art
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gabblicious · 1 year
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i think danger! high voltage by electric six is a song postal dude and reader jam out to
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(So fair warning; I don't know just how spoilery this might count as, but if you've been avoiding information on Sonic Frontiers like I've been, you might want to carry along and ignore this. Or, if you're the sort who cares nothing for spoilers like I usually am, come on in! I barely know anything about the game to begin with!)
So for all together no reason, I decided to try and keep my exposure to Sonic Frontiers coverage close to zero as possible. While I've mostly been able to keep at it, I've still happened to stumble upon a few nuggets of information despite myself, learning a bit about who Sage is, the fact that Sonic's first open world outing will come with a dash of hostage situation, and that the poor boy's going to catch a bad case of demon arm along the way. As is my wont, I've been compelled to ponder, so here's a few quick musings.
- Given how concerted of an effort SEGA's made to render Infinite person non grata, I have to wonder how deliberate a decision it's been to invoke his... "memory" lets call it, given what Sage has going on. From the power she seems to wield, to the killer robots she pals around with, to just the general aesthetic associated with her, it's basically impossible for Infinite not to come to mind. For the moment, I think I'll put my money on this mainly being an attempt to refurbish Infinite's general concept. For what it's worth, I do think it'd be a bit of a shame if this did turn out to just be them putting the guy out to pasture for real, though I will confess that's mainly from the same "think of the potential!" mindset I effectively founded this blog upon.
- Speaking of Sage, I'm taking it as a sign that my attempts to keep my diet spoiler-free for a change are paying off, because I don't really know what to make of her! All things being equal, I feel pretty safe in assuming she's an AI of some variety, but I've also got this idea of Sage being some kind of techno wizard buzzing around in my headspace, predicated chiefly on the notion that Game Universe Sonic hasn't really had that kind of character before, and I think that'd be cool.
One theory I like quite a bit, put forth by the ever charming Chaomix and really the entire reason I know anything about Sage at all, asserts the idea of Frontiers having a fair number of parallels with Shadow of the Colossus. I'd definitely recommend his video discussing it if you've got the time, but the spark note go thusly: Sonic doing his thing to save his friends in this strange new land will end up awakening the resident ancient evil, with the mysterious voice guiding him along being that of  the ancient evil, equivalent to Dormin by Choamix's reckoning.
Sage herself was created for the purpose of keeping the evil in it's can, and Sonic is about to make her job very difficult. It's an interesting prospect, having Sonic's heroic antics getting turned to destructive ends whether he's aware of it or not, and I'm pretty intrigued to see just where Sage goes, whatever her intentions and purposes. I have a lot a faith that Ian will be able to handle things with his typical aplomb, so it's all the more reason to keep the present under the tree 'till November!
- Something something Red Right Hand. Whatever might about from Sonic's latest fashion statement, I can tell you now that I really hope we get something like Darkspine Sonic out of it. Super forms as a general concept have always gone pretty unexplored, and  here we have Sonic having to deal with something that's much more invasive than what he's used to, opening the door for all kinds of potential fun! Tackling all the ways something like this can go could be a missive in it's own right, and I'll be trying my damnedest to refrain from sinking my teeth into it until the game actually comes out.
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greelin · 6 months
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this is going to have me on my hands and knees dry heaving
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jonnywaistcoat · 3 months
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I low-key love the fact that sci-fi has so conditioned us to expect to be hanging out with a bunch of cool space aliens, that legitimate, actual scientists keep proposing the most bizarre, three-blunts-into-the-rotation "theories" to explain the fact we're not.
Some of my favourites include:
Zoo Theory: What if there are loads of aliens out there, but they're not talking to us because of the Prime Directive from Star Trek? (Or because they're doing experiments on us???)
Dark Forest Theory: What if there are loads of aliens out there, but they all hate us and each other so they're all just waiting with a shotgun pointed at the door, ready to open fire on anything that moves?
Planetarium Theory: What if there's at least one alien with mastery over light and matter that's just making it seem to us that the universe is empty to us as, like, a joke?
Berserker Theory: What if there were loads of aliens, but one of them made infinite killer robots that murdered everyone and are coming for us next?!!
Like, the universe is at least 13,700,000,000 years old and 46,000,000,000 light years big. We have had the ability to transmit and receive signals for, what, 100 years, and our signals have so far travelled 200 light years?
The fact is biological life almost certainly has, does, or will develop elsewhere in the universe, and it's not impossible that a tiny amount of it has, does, or will develop in a way that we would understand as "intelligent". But, like, we're realistically never going to know because of the scale of the things involved.
So I'm proposing my own hypothesis. I call it the "Fool in a Field" hypothesis. It goes like this:
Humanity is a guy standing in the middle of a field at midnight. It's pitch black, he can't move, and he's been standing there for ages. He's just had the thought to swing his arms. He swings one of his arms, once, and does not hit another person. "Oh no!" He says. "Robots have killed them all!"
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nori-kakyoin · 2 months
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megan thee stallion wearing a bruno bucciarati inspired dress the the crunchyroll anime awards
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flouryhedgehog · 4 months
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Turning off the reblogs on this. At the time I wrote it, it felt like what I needed to say. There's not as much activity on the post now, but when there is, I feel...sort of hollow. We're so far past the point where this even means anything.
Y'all remember "cops aren't supposed to kill guilty people, either", right?
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to die beneath the rubble of their homes.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to be shot with expanding bullets that cause massive tissue damage leading to amputation.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to have their flesh burned away with white phosphorous.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve their fishing boats blown up.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to see their husbands and fathers executed in front of them along evacuation routes.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve an anonymous phone call threatening to destroy their lives and families.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to be detained for years without charges.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to be tortured, starved, and sexually assaulted in prison.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to be deprived of water.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve their olive trees to be uprooted while they look on.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve sixteen years of blockade.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve to be prevented from traveling for lifesaving medical care.
Palestinians who have done something wrong don't deserve this genocide.
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whats-this-mustelid · 8 months
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I just think that 'animals are living intelligent creatures that have feelings and deserve to be respected' and 'when done properly farming is beneficial to both people and animals and there's nothing wrong with raising and killing animals for food, clothing, and other products' are concepts that very much can and should coexist
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taahko · 1 month
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chilchuck voice alcohol never killed anyone except my dad and that has nothing to do with me. i have no plans to change my lifestyle whatsoever
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krafterwrites · 5 months
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I've been crying laughing from this for the last 5 minutes
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mr-malumm · 3 months
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Caught spying on his hate boyfriend
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utilitycaster · 3 months
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I should note, I hate the soulmates "we would fall in love in every universe" trope for the aforementioned "where's the tension and interest and really anything worthwhile" reasons. However, "we would find each other in every universe" fucking rips. We would interact meaningfully in every universe but sometimes we are lovers and sometimes we are friends and sometimes we are bitter enemies and sometimes we'd simply both be in the same HOA.
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