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#WON'T KEEP QUIET
buckttommy · 1 year
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One thing that was very interesting to me in this episode is the way Eddie was just... not joking about Buck's love interests.
That stuck out.
Usually when Eddie talks to Buck about his love interests, it's with an edge of fond exasperation, teasing laced around his gently delivered truths, but there was none of that this episode. Buck told Eddie he went to see Natalia and it was like something switched. Eddie's entire affect changed when Buck started talking about Natalia. He went from being loose and easy (as loose and easy as one can get when standing at a grave) to being... not combative, necessarily, but visibly actively not wanting to engage in conversation about her either, and it's not...
It's not even jealousy!! We joke a lot about Eddie and jealousy, but it wasn't that at all. It was a fatigue that comes with silence, that comes with holding your tongue, that comes with keeping secrets. Especially when Buck said that he feels like Natalia sees him. That look Eddie gave him immediately after? That was pure hurt. That was him saying I see you too, I've always seen you. But he can't say that. He can't say that, because to say that would be to say so many other things about the way he sees Buck, and to say so many other things would mean to have to unstick his tongue from the roof of his mouth about the ONE thing he's been holding onto ever since he was shot.
I don't know. I don't know, but I think Eddie taking Buck on a date and I think about how Eddie left his son—his heart—in Buck's care so they could bake cookies together (which becomes profoundly more significant in an episode where Christopher was talking about baking smores with his mom), and I think about Kenny saying Ryan has been doing some very nuanced work in the back half of this season, I'm like
Oh. Oh. I see it, thank you. Loud and clear.
#Before 5B I was like 'Eddie's pining era Eddie's pining era WHEN?'#but babes we are right in the thick of it. It's in his eyes. It's in his smile. It's in the way he looks Buck#in the way he treats him. In the way he creates space for his confusion for his fatigue for his grief.#In the way he shows quiet support and a stern shoulder to lean upon#In the way he doesn't burden Buck with his own feelings (even though that's mostly selfish on his part because#no part of Eddie will ever be a burden on Buck but Eddie doesn't know that yet)#It's just. Eddie's feelings for Buck are literally in *everything* he says and everything he does#It bleeds from him just like his blood did on that street.#If everything about Buck/Eddie's lives have been shrouded by the shooting since it happened#everything about their lives has *also* been shrouded by Eddie's enormous and unflinching love for him#and he keeps holding his breath and swallowing it down and putting off the moment where he pulls back the lid#and it all spills out and before he knows it... before he knows it#it's going to be too late. And instead of his blood staining the street it's going to be Buck's and he's going to tell him#but he won't hear him because Eddie was too slow too fucking slow#(did we all peep the watch on his wrist? Yeah. Time is running out Eddie. Time is running out and it is not going to#wait for fear to release its hold on you. Buck's not going to cheat death again. Don't waste time babe)#Anyways. Yeah. YEAH. Yeah....... whew. This episode was a Lot#jack.txt#tv: 911#911: 06 x 15#911 spoilers
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mihrunnisasultans · 2 months
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I am not going to defend myself, Your Majesty. Whatever I say, your decision will not change anyway. I could calm you by denying it, but I don't intend to do it. Throw me into the fire like you did with your family and other people you loved. [...] So this is [absolute loyalty] why you killed them all? Hatice, Ibrahim, Mustafa, Çihangir...I remember how our father Selim Han died. He didn't die easily. God did not let him leave this world without suffering first. The same fate awaits you!
Fatma + roasting Suleiman to his face (and to others)
Happy (belated) Birthday Plami! @mc-critical
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natp20 · 1 year
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i love the idea of guest lecturer caleb widogast upgrading to associate professor at the soltryce academy and constantly stepping on other professor’s toes with his lessons
and of course this upsets at least someone with political influence in the empire (headmaster, volstruckers, the assembly, king dwendal). nobody expects a single mage from blumenthal to put up any trouble - he doesn’t have anybody backing him, not in any truly important sense, they can silence him without causing too much fuss.
except caleb widogast is one of the most popular professors in the academy, by a considerable margin. he’s a fair grader and even when he’s proselytizing about the dangers of blind nationalism and the importance of critical thinking, his lessons are really interesting. he’s one of the few professors who actually seems invested in the wellbeing of his students, and if you’re having a hard time, he’ll take the time to sit down with you and figure out a solution
(also sometimes he brings his cat to class and that’s the perfect balm for stressed-out students prepping for exams)
and that’s how caleb’s enemies find out the hard way that he has a surprisingly large following of radicalized students devoted to keeping him around as long as posible
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bonefall · 7 months
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“I like watching him get tangled up in his own web of self-pity, raising a superiority complex AND an inferiority complex at the same time.”
THAT NIGGA HAS BPD!!,! 🫵
ohSHIT... I didn't REALIZE
Oh noooo is that why I like him so much? Did I read BPD into Nightheart and attach myself like a limpet?? Oh god it makes sense now OTL
I was even planning for him to eventually find out he has a LOT in common with Squilf who I already decided has BPD in BB because I love her so much, is that what I was picking up on subconsciously?
AND BRAMBLESTAR IS A MUTUAL ABUSER OUGHHH... she probably recognizes him using the same tactics on Nightheart that used to work on her! Oh god oh fuck!
LISTEN; I don't rewrite arcs until they're done, so, don't take any of this as canon to BB yet, but... maybe a change I should really anticipate is changing HOW Bramblestar steps down.
I think it would work well with the themes of BB for it to not be his choice, but a... "gentle rebellion." Squirrelflight, Sparkpelt, all of the Firekin, Twigbranch, everyone who has been harmed by Bramblestar confronting him as a group and telling him what's going to happen next.
"You're going to step down. You won't be talking to Nightheart anymore. Enough is enough, Bramblestar."
"So this is how it ends?? This is how you treat me? ...this is what you've felt, all along? I've given EVERYTHING to this Clan, since--"
Just starts ranting, his voice rising in volume, lurches up out of his nest and tries to tower over everyone to make them cower.
They don't budge.
Sparkpelt is eye-level with him, just as big as her father. When he catches her gaze, he doesn't see his daughter's eyes. He sees Jessy, just before she left.
And she sees a child throwing a tantrum.
"Enough is enough."
He does not take the lesson she meant from this. He just hears his traitor of a deputy, his witch of an ex-mate, with her words in his daughter's mouth. He doesn't regret the real reasons; he regrets allowing Squirrelflight to mentor his kit.
And he claps that anger onto Squilf; "StarClan will be the judge of you."
A year ago, she would have been terrified of that. But God is hard to fear when you've been plucked from the heavens and seen his angels die.
"Ok. Anyway,"
then she delves into some boring legal stuff like how he won't sleep with the other elders, the logistics of making this official, going to the Moonpool with a witness, etc etc etc
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eleneressea · 7 months
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@dragonridersofficer-fiammag replied to your post “bored and annoyed in class someone distract me...”:
Or another classic: the possible repercusions of Aredhel never going into Nan Emloth in the first place/ she got out when Maeglin was still only Lómion and a baby at that/she got out on the side leading to Himlad.
Celegorm and Aredhel, staring at baby Lómion: what do we do with it
Curufin: I know you know how to take care of babies, Turko
Celebrimbor, vibrating: (baby brother acquired)
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roseofcards90 · 28 days
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Guys I gave up
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hum-suffer · 8 days
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Main phek dungi isko aur iski bairi ko kahi se behenchod
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scopostims · 8 months
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devil leedo stimboard with chaotic, flashy, and fire stims in red and green for me :•]
[ID: A 3x3 stimboard of 8 GIFs surrounding a central image.
GIF 1: Someone spinning a whip around themselves, sending huge waves of glowy green sparks out.
GIF 2: A board of glowing green pegs lighting up green concentric squares one at a time.
GIF 3: A huge tub of glowing green elephants toothpaste exploding up, flooding a backyard with the substance.
GIF 4: An animation of moving backwards through a trapezoidal hallway, alternating stripes of glowing red and green lights passing by.
Image: Leedo from the kpop boy group "Oneus" in a promo picture for the Devil album, wearing a red, velvet suit with green, slicked-back hair, standing in front of columns of fire.
GIF 5: Slow motion footage of a swirling vortex of fire that's red at the bottom but becomes green at the top.
GIF 6: Blurry footage of a raging red fire in the background, a silhouetted car and barbed wire fence in front of it.
GIF 7: A solar flare, a large stream of plasma bursting up and over the surface of the sun.
GIF 8: A barrel with multiple wooden beams sticking out of it, a large, bright red fire burning in it.
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tvrningout · 3 months
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i see or hear alternative/punk rock content and arata screams at the top of his lungs to let him out
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iero · 11 months
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Having a post-concert crash right now and I’m trying to will myself to stay awake for the next several hours because I’m terrified I’ll oversleep and miss my train back home in the morning, but I also need to clean up this AirBNB for check out and I can’t will myself to get off this couch to do it... Girl help. 
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hissterical-nyaan · 10 months
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I hate being a fucking burden on my friends
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noa-ciharu · 1 year
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My nasty headcanons: since Subaru is so quiet and unobtrusive during daily life, Seishirou would go out of his way to make him vocal during sex (much to Subaru's dismay, since he's trying not to be loud and wanton in bed; he reprimands himself for enjoying it so much but repressed kinks have no limits). If he makes Subaru scream at least once Seishirou counts it as bigger victory than actually getting to rail Subaru
And then there's the polar opposite: Kamui who's already screaming and writhing while Fuuma is trying to take his shirt off
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Q2 slump ... is that anything?? It has to be. The year kicks off with such a strong start, the momentum seems like it'll never stop. And then it does. ffs
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championsofthegate · 4 months
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What Kind of Love are You?
Ayla - Love as a Threshold
Your love does not ask for much. Your love does not take. Your love is free, and unquestioned, and here for wherever needs it. When you fall in love, it is as gentle as a breath in the night. It is quiet, and it is effortless. It is tender. If your love was a house, it would readily welcome all who come through. If your love was a hearth, it would warm the hands of whoever stopped by, whether for a day, a month, a year, or forever. When you fall for someone, it is without strings, without conditions, without need. You love for the sake of loving, for the sake of caring for those who need it. You love with a giver’s heart and a giver’s hands and are made so much stronger for it. Being loved by you is to always feel at home. Your love may not always be well-received by those unprepared to linger, but it is unforgettable all the same.
Rosemary - Love as a Performance
Your love is a masquerade, a dance, a work of art. You love with a veil across your face, unable to allow anyone to see the real you. Can that be considered love, you wonder? As a performer, you have all your lines prepared, and you know exactly what to say and when to say it. You’re charismatic and bold, seductive and hypnotic. Your love is a snake’s melody, the siren song of the sea. Your love is enchanting. Your love is melodic. Your love is afraid and fearful and longing. You ache to tear the veil off, you ache to cast poetry aside for the sake of something real and gritty. You’re terrified of the very thought. Being loved by you is to be loved by an artist; it is to be a muse. It reflects others beautifully, but never, ever yourself. Not really. Not truly.
Alea - Love as a Choice
You choose to love. Love does not come to you easily, but every day you wake up and choose it. It would be so easy, wouldn't it, to grow cold and callous and grim. But you rise to greet the world, making the conscious effort to find something, anything to love. When you fall for someone, you do not kid yourself of their flaws. Instead, you resolve to see them for who they are, mistakes and all and you love them all the same. Your love is work, and it does not come easy. Your love sweats and toils. It is calloused and sunburned; it bears scars and comes with stories. Your love is worn, but it is no less valuable for it. Being loved by you is like being loved by a gardener, a mother, a teacher. Your love may not always be the simplest, but it is worth the effort.
Shadowheart - Love as a Flaw
Cowering, your love hides in the dark. In shadows and under cover of night, your love runs from corner to corner, afraid to linger, afraid to be caught. Afraid, afraid, afraid of everything. When you fall in love, it is with alarm bells ringing. Your love is a mistake, a flaw in the code, a purchase you don’t remember making and desperately want to return. You didn’t ask for this. You didn’t want this. It’s a problem–– your problem ––and you would do anything to pass it off, burn it away, scoop it out of you with bare hands, or carved out with hooked knives before it can destroy you. Get it out, just get it out now. You don’t care who you hurt in the process, only that you can’t afford to be hurt first. Being loved by you is to be loved by a figment of the imagination. It is to be loved in halves, or not at all.
Gale - Love as Religion
Devotion, that is the name of your love. Your love is an act of worship. Your love is like witnessing the birth of Venus, like seeing the sun come alive, or the stars fall. When you love, it is because you have found God in a lover. You have found the meaning of life itself in the heart of the one you adore. They are everything to you; they are your Maker, and you are their lamb, their flock, their first and holiest worshipper. When you fall in love, it is as a baptism. You are born anew, made a believer in the divinity of the one you love most. Being loved by you is an ascension; it is holy and golden. It is all-consuming, and all-faithful, loyal as the dog. You will never, ever bite back.
stole from: @wizofwaterdeep tagging: whomstever lol
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moonlitkissing · 1 month
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oh my!!! if you jump me and start touching me like that, you'll put me in such a lot of distress... I'll be so wrapped around your finger (and wrapped around you) you'll leave me a subby mess on the seat 🫠 I'm just a touch starved little toy for uuu I'll keep myself nice and hard and leaky for you all night... just struggling to keep quiet while you tell me to let others enjoy the movie like a good boy 🥺 either i break the silence or you break me and i whine for you to take me home to be played with for the rest of the night
My poor sweet boy, such a mess for me
No, i think keeping you nice and hard and leaky is my job - with my hands on that pretty cock and my mouth on your neck, biting it softly and whispering to you how much i love your little whimpers, but you'll have to be quiet for me here, okay?
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rubenfinity · 2 years
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Erling & Rúben 💙
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