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curvynerdfan · 4 years

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Wolf of Kattegat

Thank you @boomhauer for requesting. This is the longest piece I’ve ever written totalling over 3.5k words. It has definitely put me in an Ubbe mood! I hope you enjoy it!

Ubbe x tattoo artist reader

Ubbe was giddy when he woke up Thursday morning. Hvitserk had managed to get Ubbe scheduled with his tattoo artist. His brother’s tattoo artist was renown in Kattegat and all of the surrounding cities.Their art was immaculate and it was surprisingly difficult for Ubbe to get an appointment without Hvitserk’s help. He could have always asked Ivar but that kind of frustration didn’t appeal to him.

It still shocked him that it was so difficult for him, a Ragnarsson, to get on the artist’s schedule. He knew she was phenomenal, that is why he was willing to wait. But who in their right mind would deny Ragnar Lothbrok’s son.They must be insane, it was very rare for someone to be unaware of his family’s line of work. The Lothbrok legacy was known across the country and no one dared cross them, those who did rarely lived to regret it. The High Seat Incorporation was involved in a plethora of business endeavors. It’s name paid homage to Odin and everyone’s deep seated belief that the Lothbrok family descended directly from the All Father.

While he could have gone to his typical tattoo shop, this tattoo was special to him. His father was referred to as the “Wolf of Kattegat” and he now felt confident in stepping down as leader and letting Ubbe take over. Bjorn took over foriegn affairs after his uncle Rollo’s betrayal. Many people thought that Bjorn would be the next leader of the Lothbroks, he was passionate about travel and felt like he was following in his father’s footsteps but still being his own man. Hvitserk’s role was much more on the criminal side of the business. He enjoyed participating in the night life and was typically running their club or meeting with unnamed business partners. . Ivar majored in architectural and mechanical engineering but always wanted to be involved in raids. He was also called in to retrieve information, when typical methods of torture just weren’t cutting it. .Lastly Sigurd was in charge of the creative qualities behind their business. Of course the family was involved in criminal activity but a majority of the business was legitimate. Sigurd helped with marketing, contracts and business relations. The new tattoo was going to signify Ubbe’s new status, while honoring his father at the same time. ========================================================================

“We aren’t open for walk-ins until 12pm darling,” she said without lifting her head, “ You’re three hours too early.”

“No, I believe I am right on time.” a gruff voice responded.

Y/N snapped her head up and almost gave herself whiplash. She had never seen a man this stunning and powerful in her life. She felt her jaw drop and her cheeks flush with embarrassment. He was wearing a long sleeve shirt and dark wash jeans. There were several pieces of jewelry adorning his body. A chain with several charms that looked like runes, a golden band resting on his wrist, and a skull ring were the most notable.

“I have an appointment with Y/N. I hope she is in. I even brought a peach green tea, like mother said.”, he gestured, lifting the large iced drink in his right hand while keeping his coffee in his left.

Ubbe was beginning to worry. While the girl behind the counter seemed nice and was no doubt talented based on the sketches he was staring at, she didn’t necessarily give off the vibe of the talented and high end tattoo artist responsible for the work he has seen on his family members. She was wearing an oversized cardigan and a pair of ripped jeans. Sure there were tattoos peaking out but the glasses resting on top of her french braided hair did not give off badass tattoo artist vibes. A smirk creeped across his face when he realized she was gawking at him and cleared his throat to get her attention again.

“ Ohh, um, yeah I can take you back and get you set up”, Y/N said with a small smile.

Ubbe followed the lovely lady through the back of the parlor and design studio, up a flight of stairs and was happy to see how professional Y/N’s workplace was. Not that the downstairs parlor was trashy, it was just obvious for the public. This area seemed intimate and very classy. A shapeable leather tattoo chair was in the center of the room. It appeared that the artist can manipulate the chair so the arm rests and leg rests could be extended or bent for the customer’s comfort.

“You can have a seat,” Y/N gestured to the chair “I’ll go make sure everything is ready.”

The girl walked out of the room and Ubbe couldn’t help but hope that she was going to get his artist. While alone, he took in the rest of his surroundings. The walls were pitch black but there were large windows with sheer curtains to keep the room light and airy. A massive mirror sat between the two windows so clients could check their work. There were also framed pieces of artwork scattered across the room. The tattoo cart sat to the side of the chair and could move as the artist pleased.

Ubbe realized he had been observing the space for a while and quickly sat down when he heard the door began to open. He tried to look relaxed and nonchalant so he stared at one of the art pieces, a muscular panther resting in a tree. It was a beautiful piece that seemed to possess raw power even though the beast was snoozing.

Y/N had quickly ran into her apartment once she got Ubbe settled in her studio. She made sure there was nothing in her teeth, added a quick swipe of lipgloss and sprayed some more perfume. The man in her studio was gorgeous. Everyone she questioned before accepting Ubbe as a client failed to mention that particular trait. He oozed power and an air of dominance. She could tell he was in charge of any situation but was confident instead of cocky. That trait obviously ran in the family.

“So, when will Y/N be here?”, Ubbe finally asked, he was really starting to doubt whether he’d be getting a tattoo today.

Y/N did a double take, “What? What do you mean, when will I be here?”

Ubbe looked shocked and he was astonished. Then she realized that neither of them introduced themselves..

“Oh wow! Hi, I’m Y/N Y/L/N and I’ll be your artist today!” she said with a sheepish smile,”I am sorry I didn’t introduce myself earlier. I’ll take that tea from you now.” she reached her hand out.

“My apologies, I assumed you knew what I looked like.”, Ubbe apologized.

He quickly handed over her drink, their fingers brushing when he passed the drink off. When Y/N reached to grab the drink, the oversized aztec-patterned cardigan fell off of her shoulder revealing detailed snake tattoos trailing across her left collarbone and shoulder.. It also revealed what may be a bralette or some kind of black laced tank top. Ubbe let out a huff when he took in her appearance for a second time. His eyes darkened when he realized how beautiful she really was. The fluffy and plain cardigan with what he believed were called ‘mom jeans’ gave her a demure and almost frumpy look. The outfit was definitely more for comfort than aesthetic. He couldn’t help but admire her body and the artwork that enhanced it. He also noticed chunky snake earrings dangling from her ears and a chain necklace caressing her throat.

“Alright, here is the finished tattoo outline. Please be honest and let me know if there is anything else we need to alter before we start. It won’t hurt my feelings. Every tattoo has a special meaning and I want you to be able to look at it with pride.” Y/N rambled before gently placing the sketch in his lap before setting up her rolling cart.

A small smirk rose on Ubbe’s face. While Y/N was obviously flustered, he could tell that she was passionate about her trade and dedicated to giving her clients the best experience possible. She wandered over to a black minifridge and patted the top of it where a keurig rested.

“While you look your tattoo over I can run through some basics I find important. Your brothers said you already have plenty of tattoos so I hope you know how to care for them properly. Either way, I have a set of printed instructions for you and I usually have customers come in a week after getting inked so I can lay eyes on it and make sure no touch ups are needed. I will also provide you with a healing salve and cleaning solution.” Y/N waved her hand over the fridge, “You’re getting a decent-sized tattoo with a significant amount of shading so we need to make sure to take breaks. I have a wide variety of snacks and drinks available. Feel free to stop me at any time for any reason. Today is all about making sure you have the best experience possible and the tattoo is something you love. That being said, do you have any questions or are there any alterations I need to make before we get started?”

Y/N finished her spiel and shrugged off the cardigan on her shoulders. Ubbe began to answer her, but lost his words when her body lost the cardigan. He was slowly beginning to realize that Y/N may be his dream girl. Her jeans were higher on her hips and he stopped breathing for a second when he came to the conclusion that she really was just wearing a bralette for a top. He could see a rose peaking out on her right hip and tried to stop himself from imagining how far down that design trailed.

A dainty giggle brought Ubbe back to the conversation again, “Umm”, he shook his head to clear it, “No there is nothing I’d like to change and I will let you know if I have any other questions. Thank you for being so helpful.”

“Okie dokie then! Let’s get started!” Y/N said clapping her hands together. “Uh, I think you’re going to have to take your shirt off.” she stated, her voice slowly softened to a whisper.

Ubbe chuckled to himself and began taking his shirt off and Y/N gently told him to leave it on halfway. He wanted the tattoo on his right forearm so only his right side had to be uncovered. Her client’s comfort was always her first priority and even though she would love to see that hunk of a man completely naked, she knew it was better to be professional.

She began to lay the outline down where they had decided to place it and tried her best to keep her gaze from wandering to his delicious abs and bulging arm veins. Y/N softly grabbed Ubbe’s hand and dragged him in front of the mirror. Trying to guide the muscular man was a little more difficult than she had expected. She tripped herself up while leading him and felt his other hand wrap around her waist, in hopes of steadying her.

Ubbe notice Y/N get her boot hung up on a floor board and quickly grabbed her waist with the hand she hadn’t already claimed. He pulled her to him with his right hand and steadied her with his left. He let out a sigh of relief once they were both steady. Y/N gasped, and her free hand went to rest on his chest. Ubbe looked her over to make sure she was okay. His eyes trailed up her body, eyes pausing on the curve of her waist and again on her breasts before quickly trailing back up to her face. Y/N’s eyes were zeroes in on Ubbe’s face. Her eyes were trained on his lips. Ubbe let out a hum that Y/N could feel in the palm of her hand and snapped her eyes up to his.

“I, uh,” she shook her head, “yeah, um, look over the outline in the mirror and from other angles. Every once in a while a client can find an angle that ruins the aesthetic, so make sure you love where it is at.” she said, gently pushing away from him and walking over to grab her drink off of the cart.

The refreshing drink helped her clear mind and her throat. Ooo, that man made her heart race faster than anyone before. After a couple of long pulls from her drink she looked up and smiled when she noticed he really was analyzing the design from every angle.

“This tattoo means a lot to you, doesn’t it?”, her voice soft but curious.

He nodded his head and made his way to the chair, “ It really looks phenomenal the way it is Y/N, thank you.”

She blushed and let out a soft “thanks.”

He settled into the chair and she dragged her rolling seat and cart across the room. She pulled gloves onto her hands and got ready to start. She turned his arm to get the best angle and Ubbe began to speak again.

“You have no clue who my family is, do you?” Ubbe continued when she shook her head. “”We run The High Seat, it is one of the largest incorporations in the country and most definitely the most expansive in companies and investments. Have you ever heard of the Wolf of Kattegat?” he asked. When her eyes squinted in recognition, he continued, “He is my father, Ragnar.”

She stopped him to ask “Aslaug’s husband?”

He chuckled, he could only imagine what his mother spewed about his father,”Yes, that Ragnar. Anyways, he has decided to step back from the business and work more legitimate in a position of advisor. I am taking over as the Wolf of Kattegat. We are also the commanding family of Ansuz”, he chuckled darkly when she flinched, “now, doll, you have nothing to fear from me or my family. Let alone any of my heathens. My mother adores you. So do Hvitty and Ivar. Hate to say it but I think I am under your spell as well.”

“I-I’m not sure how to respond to that,” she said, paying careful attention to his arm,”and my reaction wasn’t all from fear, a majority of it was because it is hard to believe that I am that naive. The leader of the most dangerous crime organization is sitting in my chair.” she let out another giggle, this one reminded Ubbe of Floki, “hell, I even interrogated your family before deciding to take you as a client. Why didn’t you just make me?”

“Mother taught me better than to demand a woman to do anything and I admire your dedication”, he noticed your confused look, “You only tattoo those you believe you can trust. In turn, your clients, my family trusts you. It is like a badge of honor to say my wolf was designed and ingrained in my skin. I refuse to taint that by behaving like a pompous ass.”

She smiled at his description of her work. Y/N knew her practice of vetting clients was peculiar. Most artists were more focused on the money they can make off a client. She wanted to know the person she was leaving a piece of herself with. Y/N had spent over a hundred hours perfecting the piece she was now inking into his skin.

The next couple of hours were spent talking about his family, the stress of his new position, and so much more. Ubbe made sure to ask questions about her family, interests and upcoming projects. At the end of the session, Y/N felt like she had known him for years. The Wolf of Kattegat seemed very down to earth for such a renown crime boss and CEO.

When the tattoo was finished, she cleaned it and instructed Ubbe to look at it in the mirror. His eyes scanned the mirror several times enjoying the way the tattoo made him look and feel. He twisted his wrist several times, analyzing the way the light was hitting the wolf. Y/N was bouncing on her toes. She wasn’t sure if she was excited or nervous. Ubbe’s face suddenly lit up and he grinned from ear to ear and Y/N couldn’t help but let out a little squeal of excitement.

She sat Ubbe back down and began reviewing how to care for the tattoo one more time while carefully wrapping his arm so the shirt wouldn’t irritate it. While she was elated that the god-like man before her loved her art, she knew he was about to leave. She felt like she truly knew Ubbe and the rest of the Lothbrok family. It hurt to think that it may have only been for the day.Once his arm was properly bandaged, she no longer had a reason to keep him with her. Y/N gently let him know it was finished. He immediately pulled out a stack of cash.

“Ubbe! This is too much! We already discussed price before you got here.”, Y/N said, exasperated.

“Yes , we did. That was before you brought this beautiful piece to life on my skin. That was also before I realized how important you would be to me.” He paused and let out a chuckle,” I will not ask you out today, lest you believe that is why I am paying you this amount. I am giving you this because you managed to make this tattoo more remarkable than I could ever imagine.”

Y/N’s cheeks warmed when Ubbe implied his desire to date her. It was good to know that it was not a foolish desire held on her own. She loved his praise and was happy that he loved your most recent passion project. She also couldn’t help but feel empowered by his words.

“Thank you, Ubbe. I will see you in a week to see how it is healing.” she stated clearly trying to sound professional before leading him down the stairs and to the front of the shop.

Ubbe smiled to himself. He would not ask her out today, but he did make sure to slip his number into tha cash during one of their breaks. He only hoped she would notice it soon. The pair had carefully made it to the front windows of her shop. Both appeared to be thinking of a way to delay their goodbyes. Instead of procrastinating his eventual departure, Ubbe decided to embrace it and use it as an opportunity to embrace her as well.

Y/N froze when two burly arms wrapped around her waist. She slowly reached her arms up around him and rested her cheek on his chest. Ubbe took a deep breath of her vanilla scent and lightly pressed his lips against the crown of her head.

“Goodbye, princess”

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6:57 PM

So should I save your number in my phone under Ubbe or Wolf of Kattegat🐺?

@justahopelessssromantic @princessofthalia

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jungleindierock · 4 years

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Jungle Indie Rock (2010-2020) - 10th Anniversary Playlist

On May 1st, 2010, a group of friends founded a music website to post the songs and videos they liked. We were Mar, Dao, Rebjukebox and Nik, four music lovers from USA, Spain, UK and Sweden who used to meet online to share bands and tracks. We called our site Jimdo Indie Rock Music, like our free hosting name, so the URL matched too. Later, we changed such a bad idea for Jungle Indie Rock, to keep the J of JIR. Our first playlist was posted exactly today, 10 years ago. It was downloaded by 42 people, including somebody from a lost island in the middle of the Pacific ocean. We were so excited... 42!!! Wow! Due to the “humongous” success of our music lists, we kept posting them. Every month was a fight to get our songs opening the playlist. Yes, “our songs”, because we feel each track as if we had recorded it. Our songs, our bands, our albums,... When you like music so much you make it yours.

Today, with thousands of followers supporting us, we are together again to bring you our favourite songs from the 2010′s decade. This time, Mar, Rebjukebox, David (Daloja) y Dao selected I7 songs per year, 70 in total and 5 bonus tracks. Two extra songs are the ones we could not add via Spotify. To close the playlist, we have included some artists that were often posted in our blog and, unfortunately, they left us. We dedicate our 10th Anniversary Playlist to all the ones that passed away, many leaving so good music for all of us.

Video Playlist (Watch on TV)

Tracklist:

The National - Bloodbuzz Ohio (2010) | [Rebjukebox]

Arcade Fire - Ready To Start (2010) | [Daloja]

Biffy Clyro - Many of Horror (2010) | [Mar]

Warpaint - Undertow (2010) | [Rebjukebox]

Jónsi - Grow Till Tall (2010) | [Mar]

Caribou - Odessa (2010) | [Dao]

Hurts - Stay (2010) | [Daloja]

Two Door Cinema Club - What you Know (2011) | [Dao]

M83 - Midnight City (2011) | [Daloja]

The Black Keys - Lonely Boy (2011) | [Rebjukebox]

We Are Augustines - Chapel Song (2011) | [Mar]

The Airborne Toxic Event - All I Ever Wanted (2011) | [Mar]

The Black Keys - Little Black Submarines (2011) | [Daloja]

WU LYF - L Y F (2011) | [Rebjukebox]

Beach House - Myth (2012) | [Daloja]

Arcade Fire - Abraham's Daughter (2012) | [Dao]

First Aid Kit - The Lion's Roar (2012) | [Rebjukebox]

The Lumineers - Ho Hey (2012) | [Rebjukebox]

The Shins - Simple Song (2012) | [Mar]

Keane - Sovereign Light Café (2012) | [Mar]

alt-J - Breezeblocks (2012) | [Daloja]

London Grammar - Wasting My Young Years (2013) | [Mar]

CHVRCHES - The Mother We Share (2013) | [Daloja]

Placebo - Loud Like Love (2013) | [Dao]

Arctic Monkeys - Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High? (2013) | [Rebjukebox]

Radkey - Romance Dawn (2013) | [Rebjukebox]

Arctic Monkeys - I Wanna Be Yours (2013) | [Daloja]

Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - Better Days (2013) | [Mar]

The War On Drugs - Red Eyes (2014) | [Daloja]

We Were Promised Jetpakcs - Safety in Numbers (2014) | [Mar]

Royal Blood – Little Monster (2014) | [Rebjukebox]

BRONCHO - Class Historian (2014) | [Mar]

Future Islands - Seasons (Waiting On You) (2014) | [Daloja]

Mogwai - Teenage Exorcists (2014) | [Rebjukebox]

The National - I need My Girl (2014) | [Dao]

Kurt Vile - Pretty Pimpin (2015) | [Rebjukebox]

Sufjan Stevens - Should Have Known Better (2015) | [Daloja]

Wolf Alice - Bros (2015) | [Daloja]

Stereophonics - C'est La Vie (2015) | [Mar]

The Maccabees - Marks To Prove It (2015) | [Mar]

Foals - What When Down (2015) | [Dao]

Tame Impala - Let It Happen (2015) | [Rebjukebox]

Kings Of Leon - Waste A Moment (2016) | [Dao]

Júníus Meyvant - Neon Experience (2016) | [Mar]

Michael Kiwanuka - Love & Hate (2016) | [Daloja]

Savages - The Answer (2016) | [Rebjukebox]

Pixies – Um Chagga Lagga (2016) | [Rebjukebox]

DMA'S - Delete (2016) | [Mar]

Daughter - How (2016) | [Daloja]

Entertainment For The Braindead - Bicycle Bell (2017) | [Dao]

Cigarettes After Sex - Sweet (2017) | [Daloja]

Courtney Barnett & Kurt Vile – Continental Breakfast (2017) | [Rebjukebox]

Cage The Elephant - Too Late To Say Goodbye (Unpeeled) (2017) | [Mar]

The National - The system Only Dreams in Total Darkness (2017) | [Daloja]

Cherry Glazer – Nurse Ratched (2017) | [Rebjukebox]

Slowdive - Sugar For The Pill (2017) | [Mar]

MGMT - Little Dark Age (2018) | [Daloja]

Superorganism – Everybody Wants To Be Famous (2018) | [Rebjukebox]

Anna Calvi - Don't Beat The Girl Out Of My Boy (2018) | [Daloja]

Goat Girl - The Man (2018) | [Mar]

Manchester Orchestra - The Gold/The Moth (2017/2018) | [Dao]

Spiritualized – I’m Your Man (2018) | [Rebjukebox]

tAngerinecAt – Roses From Blood (2018) | [Mar]

black midi - Ducter (2019) | [Mar]

Fontaines DC – Big (2019) | [Rebjukebox]

Social Animals - Bad Things (2019) | [Dao]

Foals - On The Luna (2019) | [Daloja]

Angel Olsen - All Mirrors (2019) | [Daloja]

Big Thief – Not (2019) | [Rebjukebox]

Strand Of Oaks - Weird Ways (2019) | [Mar]

BONUS TRACKS ---------------------

Tim Easton - Old New Straitsville Blues (2018) | [Mar]

The Great Artiste - Song For A & E (2013) | [Dao]

Frightened Rabbit - State Hospital (2013) | [Mar]

Viola Beach - Get to Dancing (Live BBC Session) (2016) | [Mar]

David Bowie - Where Are We Now? | [Mar]

Thank you for being there all these years. Take care and keep rocking!!!

Mar, Rebjukebox, David (Daloja), and Dao (Mi Rollo Es El Indie).

#indie rock #playlist #music #indie music #Mar #Rebjukebox

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swearronchanel · 6 years

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Finally got around to 7.02

Back at it again with more of my commentaries that no one asked for, I just have a lot to say watching Call The Midwife ok!

Better late tha never, let’s get this started

Skipping the credits bc I’m impatient

Val serving a look! even tho it’s all blue

Shelagh’s perfect 60s kitchen is a dream 😍 looks just like the blue of the Petries’ in the Dick Van Dyke Show

Shelagh Turner is so adorable

New hairstyle for Val coming soon?

Trixie looking like a BABE

Her extensions on point! I’m jealous

“Mine looks terribly realistic” LMAO I LOVE WINNIE

Love the 60s salon decor lol

Poor Sister Winnifred needs a car😂

Ugh choke on that whistle Woolfe

“Iced buns” Run away boobs, look out 😂

GTFO! “Looking like she just got off the boat” BITCHHH!!!

People still love to tell me to straighten my hair and that’s my natural hair is too frizzy and messy, fuck you. *”beyonce!?” video voice* Lucille sweetie I’m sorry an ugly b*tch would even say that

This shit already pissing me off ugh, I know I’m white passing and it gives me privilege but my dad and lot of my family doesn’t and I get upsetttt thinking that they prob hear shit like this or have before(as SO many people do),, like I will throw hands

That goes for anyone tbh, 0 tolerance for racism. It angers me everyday

Val’s still in rollos loll, ugh I wanna get my hair done soon

am I immature or are Sister W’s sock puppets are funny as hell?😂😂

I love Sister Winnie tho she deserves more

Yass gal being your man he needs to be involved

Aww baby

BEATRIX !!! 😍 THIS IS A L O O K

I LOVE IT SM

ALSO Christopher is still a babe and he has a new car?? Sugar daddyyy 🤑

“My parents tried their best but domestic science wasn’t really on the syllabus at casa mia” LMFAO I AM TRIXIE

if only I was that gorgeous and fabulous

I love Val & Trixie’s banter 😂😘

“Not so long ago I thought I’d never be happy again and yet here I am. The human heart is really most resilient.” Oh Trixie I need to hear that.

Yes Lucille knock some sense into them

Sister Monica Joan, an 80-odd nun in the 60s is legit more open minded than an entire population in this country *cough cough Tr*mp & his disgusting supporters*

WHO PICKED THIS UGLY OUTFIT FOR SHELAGH? I NEED TO SPEAK TO YOU

“She grew up in a communist country I doubt that’s conducive to a cheerful disposition.” LMAO

Lol my baby cousin is named Magdalena

“Her type” YOU MEAN A HUMAN. SHE’S A HUMAN. FROM THE CARIBBEAN.

THANK YOU VAL FOR THE DEFENSE IMA FLIP

O m f g I WANT TO FIGHTTTTT THIS MOTHER

Oh shit a stroke!!??

Lucille grabbing Val’s hand 😭

Sister MJ’s eyes😭😭

I forget you could smoke even in hospitals and planes back then

How is Teddy this big already?

SHELAGH’S FACE LMAOO intimidated by Magda

She’s a Catfish but for the better

Trixie again 😍 love that dress too!

I want her hair ugh

LMAO BURNT ASS GRAEPFRUIT

Yass Magda you’ve been living your best life, I need to get like you

“Everyone knows English coffee is very bad” LMAOO I LOVE HER ALREADY??

but also we know the best coffee is from the Caribbean & Columbia

“Better than what I’m used too” LMAO PATRICK YOU GONNA GET IT BOY

Shelagh’s faces I’m so ded

Time to step up your wardrobe tho Shelagh, Magda can’t upstage you in your own home

“Life really can change in the blink of an eye.” You’re telling me Phyllis

WINNIE LMAO putting her hand to her heart is me at every little thing

What happened to the cute nightgowns you owned Shelagh? cancel the moo moos

“You might want to put on a cardigan. You’re not on the continent now.” LMAO WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

like shoulders aren’t scandalous tf 😂 or is it bc it’s chilly? Either way Shelagh is so pressed, I die😂

don’t worry bby she don’t want your man lmao, no need to be worried

Damn calling her an invalid right in front of her Dr T? kinda fucked up

aw this poor husband 😭

guess who still hates Mrs Stanton? yo

she’s pregnant and dropped a pound and I go to the gym and cannot? what the hell

The bonchinche (gossip) at the salon is so realistic lol, it’s usually the hairdressers spilling the tea here when you go to people you know😂👏🏼

Shelagh in another dowdy outfit why!?

The costume designers doing Laura Main so dirty this series, she deserves better

I know she is not Trixie or Val but she can wear cute outfits too!

Like the grey dress from 6.2! The Jackie Kennedy-esque suit! She had some looks and now she’s in these dull avena colors

Don’t @ me bc of this either^ I appreciate fashion and just looking nice, let me rock and complain

“Filthy hands” Mrs Stanton boutta MEET MY TWO FISTS REAL SOON OMFG

“Proper English nurse”IM FUMINGGGGG

IDGAF she’s upset and wants to blame YOU DON’T GET TO JUSTIFY BEING RACIST

the black woman waiting just gave Lucille the most sad but understanding look my fucking heart

“It’s not up to you or Nurse Crane to decide how much unpleasantness I can bear.” FUCK YES LUCILLE BABE STICK UP FOR YOURSELF !!! TAKE NO SHIT

I L O V E H E R

Is their last name Romaine like the lettuce?

The track suit tho lolll

“The fears we have in the present often lie in the experiences of the past”😭yes

Can we call her Lucy? I love her

I feel you Val bb! I’m embarrassed that my country put literal evil garbage in the White House!!

Aw Val sorry bb

“I’ve had patients who won’t let me touch them bc they thought the blackness would rub off on their skin” set in 1963 and there’s still fucking disgusting people who act like this in 2018

🙌🏻👏🏼 LUCILLE ANDERSON

I’m glad ofc but ugh I hate when they resolve major/serious problems so quickly tbh

Omg I remember my hair was too short for braids so my mom would make me get “twisties” GOD THE PAIN I CAN STILL FEEL IT! AND THE RUBBER BANDS BREAKING AGAINST YOUR HEAD AHHH

Teddy omg the cutest

LMAO okay Tim, chill

A ROBERTS RADIO UGH I WANT ONEEE

Lmaoo Tim is tragic😂 he doesn’t get out much

Angela aw! An angel!

Magda serving a look aye

Where’s Shelagh to sing the toothbrush song?

The husband reminds me of a “who from whoville” loll

Occupational therapy clinic! Mika !! @nurse-franklin

Coq au vin? Chef Magda

“If you like that sort of thing” LMAO SALTYY AF

“Do I detect a tone?” LMAO OBVIOUSLY PATRICK, REASSURE YOUR WIFE SHE’S PRESSED

I’m laughing but really it’s not funny enough to drag it out lol, I hope Shelagh get’s over it quick

Lmaoo Shelagh a dress with her shoulders out and knees showing is not half dressed, calamate

Lol love her still

I do love her facial expressions too

But fr can she not wear all brown & whoever gave her the M’Lynn from Steel Magonlias hair? It gotta go

SISTER MJ AND LUCILLE MI CORAZÓN

“I could read to you”😭😭

Wait they play basketball?

Violet Buckle is under-appreciated and the Buckle family is too

Aw I’m proud of Marjorie’s husband

obvs hand in front of stomach placement ha

LMAO WINNIE STEALING THE CAR WHAT A THUG! GTA OUT HERE 😂

LMAO THIS DAD AW HE’S COACHING

PHYLLIS IN HER SKIRT BLESS, SHE’S GONNA BE PISSED THO LOLLL

He’s about to throw up I’m ded

Phyllis brought to tears about her, I feel 😂😭

Except my Bitch ass doesn’t have a car or license yet

“Wedding”😭

CAUGHT Lmaoo sorry Sis

“The longest paths lead into sunlight, when they are paved with love”😭😭

THESE DARLINGS BROUGHT FOOD I LOVEEE

Omfg do I see rellenos de papa?👀👀

That food looks so good ugh I wish I had some home cooked food rn

Ahh man that’s it?

Till next week😭..

#call the midwife #let's get it 1963 #my commentaries™#waiting every week is stress ahh

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caramelfuzz · 7 years

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The Fight pt. 1

Okay so I WAS gonna write something where Keith is sick on his birthday, but alas the inspiration fairy has yet to smash my head in so I’m gonna post something that has been sitting in my docs for a very long time

Warning: It is VERY self-indulgent and angsty XD

This is inspired (sort of…maybe the beginning a little?) by me overreacting to none of my friends coming to my choir concert this past year in college. Only like fifteen people showed up to the event total, so I was very upset. Of course I retaliated by trying to make them feel bad and showing up to their band/orchestra concert. It did not work, but I got over myself.

Keith lay in his bed, shivery and exhausted. He knew he’d promised Lance he would go to his performance that night, but he couldn’t seem to keep his eyes open long enough to dial the number he knew by heart or even send a short text. He fell asleep with his phone in his hands, not waking up to the multiple texts and calls from his boyfriend. When Lance burst through the door about two hours later, he was livid. “Keith! Get your lazy, lying ass out of bed and explain to me why you missed my concert tonight! If you don’t want to date me at least have the courtesy to tell me!”

Keith startled, eyes shooting open to see a red-faced Lance packing a suitcase. “L-ladce? Wh-where are you g-goigg?” He asked, tears welling in his eyes. Lance turned and gave him a hateful glare. “I’m going back to my place for a while, until you are man enough to either apologize or break up with me.” With that he turned on his heel, slamming the door on his way out, leaving Keith in a heap on the floor, sobbing. By the time he pulled himself from the floor, he knew he definitely had a fever.

After a few days of feeling his health steadily decline, Keith had run out of almost everything in his apartment. He could live without tissues or cold medicine, but not having food was a no-no. He knew Hunk and Pidge had class right then, and Shiro was out of town for work, so that left one person on his very short contact list. He took a deep breath to calm himself, only sending him into a violent fit of coughing that he tried to smother when he heard Lance pick up.

“What do you want.” Was the cold voice that seemed to be demanding an answer, rather than asking. “Ladce… I deed to go to the store add I really dod’t thidk I cad bake it there… Do you thidk you could go grab be sobe stuff add just leave it outside by roob?”

“No, I cannot, actually. I have plans tonight with Rollo and Nyma that I need to get ready for.”

Keith felt his heart twinge at the thought of Lance going out with those two, when the three of them got together it was always bad news for Lance. “Ladce. You dod’t have to take be to the store, but please, do dot go out with Dyba add Rollo. Dot for by sake, but for yours.” He pleaded, trying not to let the congestion in his voice show too much. “Tch, listen to yourself, Keith. I can tell you’re faking being sick so I’ll feel bad and come back to you, but it isn’t happenin’, sugar. If you want me back, you’ll have to come out and find me tonight.” With that he hung up, secretly thrilled. Keith would come to the club that night and make a scene. Lance could never break up with Keith, but he was angry at him for missing his concert the other night. He was so upset about Keith being a no-show that he’d messed up on not only his flute solo in the orchestra, but also his special piccolo parts in the wind ensemble, and then the conductor had yelled at him for a solid ten minutes after the concert had ended. It always made him swoon when Keith made a scene for him. Keith sighed when Lance hung up, knowing he was expected to go make a scene and defend Lance’s honor or something, so he figured he should get to the store and pick something up that would prepare him for the long night he was about to have.

Bundling up in as many layers as he could, Keith began his journey to the store. Normally the trip took fifteen minutes on average, but Keith’s movements were slower than usual due to fever, and he kept having to stop and brace himself on various objects if he became dizzy or was overcome with a particularly strong bout of coughs or sneezes.

By the time he finally arrived at the store, he knew for sure his fever was spiking. He was alternating between feeling as though he were about to have a heat stroke and feeling like he was freezing to death. He grabbed a basket and shakily made his way towards the aisle labeled cold and flu. He started to put things in the basket, then he heard familiar voices emanating from the next aisle over— “Fuck you, Hunk! I want peeps!”

“Dude, you need to start eating healthier if you ever want to grow.”

“Shut up! I’m happy the size that I am.”

Keith felt like he could cry with relief, and he staggered towards the voices, having to hold onto some of the shelves to keep his balance. When neither Hunk nor Pidge noticed his presence at first, he cleared his throat a bit in an effort to get their attention. As they looked up Hunk rolled his eyes, and Pidge gave him a look of disdain. It seemed Lance had told them everything. “What do you want, Keith?” Pidge spat, not bothering to cover the bitterness in their voice. Now Keith felt like he was going to cry from their rejection, and he did so, unable to stop the flow of tears and subsequent stream of mucus from his nose due to his burgeoning fever and congestion.

Hunk’s entire demeanor changed, from exasperated by Keith’s presence to concerned. He reached towards Keith, whose entire body was shaking as he rubbed at his eyes in a futile attempt to stop the tears, and pulled him to his chest, feeling the heat radiating from Keith’s smaller form, and noticing that his hair was damp.

“Did you walk here?”

“Y-yes… I kdew you add Pidge had class so I tried to ask Ladce for a ride, but he said do add accused be of fakigg beigg sick… I’b out of food add tissues add medicide…”

“Pidge, get his basket and finish getting the stuff. I’m going to take him back to his apartment and I want you to meet us there as soon as possible. He needs to get some medicine, but right now I want him warm and hydrated.”

Pidge saluted and raced off, peeps completely forgotten. Their friend needed them.

Hunk picked Keith up, frowning at how light he was. Sure, Hunk wouldn’t have a problem lifting Keith on a good day, but he was definitely lighter than normal.

“When’s the last time you ate anything?” He murmured to Keith, trying to keep as much of the smaller man’s body shielded from the wind as he could.

“Umb… I ate a little bit of toast od Tuesday. That’s whed I rad out of food…”

Hunk frowned again, it was Thursday. Why on Earth didn’t Keith ask for help sooner? Then he remembered the look of hatred on Pidge’s face from earlier. Keith must have known that Hunk and Pidge would take Lance’s side—they had been friends for many years. Keith had only joined the group about a year prior. Keith still felt like an outsider, too scared of rejection to ask for help.

Keith shuddered in his arms with a sob, murmuring a jumble of words, mostly apologies.

Hunk just held him tighter and pressed on, thankful when he saw Keith’s building coming up. He didn’t bother saying hello to any of his friends that he passed in the lobby, only offering them a halfhearted nod of acknowledgement. When he got to Keith’s room he set the shivering man on the couch while he went to check the bedroom. The sheets were in disarray, just as he’d expected. Probably sweaty from his fever as well. He stripped the bed and was gathering a clean change of clothes for Keith when he heard Pidge enter the apartment. Their light footsteps moved toward the kitchen and Hunk made out the clink of a glass as they filled it with water. He smiled to himself, remembering how tender Pidge could be when they wanted to, and how docile and submissive Keith got when sick. That is probably what happened with Lance—it was a one-sided argument, with Keith just taking the insults, not fighting back at all. Lance should have noticed, but he was so dense and selfish at times. Pidge entered the bathroom, noting the nearly empty roll of toilet paper and nearly full wastebasket. They deduced that Keith must have been trying to keep the apartment as clean as possible just in case Lance decided to pay a visit… It saddened them to think about it. Besides Shiro, Lance was the closest thing Keith had to family, and having him freak out and leave was probably the reason Keith had gotten himself so sick.

Hunk made his way back to the couch, gently stripping Keith and redressing him, the smaller man had fallen into an anxious state of half-sleep, sweat dripping down his forehead. Hunk wiped it away with the small cloth Pidge had gotten from the bathroom, along with the thermometer, which he stuck into the sleeping man’s mouth. 102.7… That was not ideal. Keith startled awake when he heard the thermometer beeping.

“Mmb? What tibe is it?”

“5 o’clock. You need to go back to sleep, Keith. You’re really sick.”

Pidge whispered, trying to push him back into a reclining position.

“Wait! I deed to go to the club… Ladce said he was goigg there add I kdow the odly way he’ll forgive be is if I go bake a scede for hib. He loves it whed I get protective.”

Hunk frowned, knowing that even if he and Pidge were to say no, Keith would find a way to escape them and go anyway, and there was no use in him passing out on the street somewhere. He and Pidge exchanged an exasperated look, and Pidge turned toward Keith, trying to calm his nerves.

“Fine, Hunk and I are going to help you get to the club and win Lance back, but remember, Lance doesn’t ever go out before 9, so could you please just rest until 8?”

“Seved.”

“7:30.”

“Fide. But I have to be bore presedtable thad I ab dow…”

“We’ll help you get ready, but for now I need you to sleep.”

Keith muttered something about not being a child, but allowed himself to be carried to his newly-clean bed, and snuggled under the comforter. Hunk and Pidge set about the apartment, alternating between fretting about how they were going to help Keith, and checking up on him every half hour.

When 7:30 came, Hunk went into Keith’s room and gently shook him awake.

His eyes fluttered open and he immediately wrenched his body away from Hunk to begin coughing into the crook of his arm. Hunk then helped him out of bed and towards the already-running shower. The steam helped clear his sinuses, but he kept having to— “NGHchshtt’UH! Hhp’NGSTTue! Hh! Huhh’MNPtshh! AahtCHTSShyew! Hh’CHTSshuh! HuhNGTChuh! HP’NGKshh!”—do that… After a fairly lengthy coughing fit, he decided he’d stayed in the delightfully warm spray for far too long, and reluctantly shut off the water. After getting his hair dry and semi-presentable, Keith stumbled out into his room, shivering at the wave of cold air that hit him when he emerged from the steaminess of the bathroom. He slowly got dressed in one of his nicer sweaters, hoping beyond hope that Lance wasn’t expecting him to go all out on his outfit. He allowed Hunk to fuss over him, and wrap him in about five extra layers on top of the sweater, groaning when he realized they were going to have to walk to the club. He leaned heavily on Hunk the entire walk. After what felt like an eternity they finally reached the club, and Hunk promised he’d be right outside chatting with the bouncer, as Hunk was wont to do, as opposed to going in with Keith and Pidge. Pidge allowed Keith to hold onto their arm for a little support, but they both knew Pidge would never be able to hold Keith if he passed out. Keith squinted through the haziness of the club, or maybe that was from his fever, and tried to find Lance. He finally saw the tall man grinding on someone that looked a whole lot like Keith, but he was a lot taller. Great. This probably meant Lance would want Keith to fight for him if the man challenged him and, based on how drunk the other guy was, he probably would. Keith was in no state to do that, but he’d have to try anyway.

“Hey!” He coughed a bit to clear his voice, “Lance! Come on. We’re going home!”

He choked out, before trying to look as tough as possible in his unsteady walk towards Lance, whose face fell when he saw the feverish flush high on Keith’s cheekbones, and heard the congestion in his voice. Lance tried to intervene, but the man had already heard what Keith said.

“Excuse me? What do you think you’re doing with my man, punk?” The other man was slightly older, and he puffed up his chest, cracking his knuckles. As Keith dodged the first swing from the larger man’s fist, he saw Pidge run outside to get Hunk, thank goodness. For now he just had to survive. His movements were sluggish, and he soon took a hit to the face. His nose started to bleed, a mixture of blood and mucus now running down his face, he swiped at it with his sweater-clad arm and then nimbly swept the other man off of his feet with his leg just as Hunk and Pidge came in with the bouncer. Hunk caught Keith, who was now panting, as he stumbled towards Lance, then fell. Lance just stood there in awe for a moment, before scurrying after Hunk and Pidge, who were leaving, casting angry glares at him in the process. “Wait up you guys! Please!”

The normally fifteen-minute walk was cut in half as Hunk and Pidge raced to get Keith in bed as soon as possible, he was really burning up.

“What’s going on? Is Keith okay? Wait a minute…did he put you up to this? I bet he did! He’s probably faking! Keith, you prick. Why won’t you just tell the truth? Is that so freaking hard?” “Lance. I am really not in the mood for your dramatic shit right now. Keith is really, really sick and you just keep pushing him away. He asked you for a favor earlier, and a good boyfriend would have realized that he only does that if he really needs it. Pidge and I found him half-conscious, stumbling around the grocery store trying to get food and medicine after walking all the way there in the cold.”

Lance was speechless. How could he have forgotten? It was true, Keith would only ask him for a favor if it was important… Like not having any food or medicine in the house and a burgeoning fever to boot. Lance was left to his guilty thoughts as Hunk and Pidge set about the apartment, gathering things for Keith. Lance settled next to his shivering boyfriend on the bed in an effort to share some of his warmth with him. Lance didn’t deserve such a wonderful boyfriend in his life, and yet here he was. If he’d even take Lance back after this. He could have died tonight, so Lance wouldn’t blame him if he wanted to take a break. He was pulled from his thoughts by Pidge shoving him away from Keith. “If you’re done feeling sorry for yourself, why don’t you start making up for being an asshole by helping us get him healthy? Or are you really that selfish?” Hunk took a thermometer and stuck it in Keith’s mouth, frowning when he saw the numbers. “104.6. We should take him to the hospital—”

“Do! Please… Do hospitals, Hudk.” Keith burst out, tears forming in his fever-bright eyes.

Lance cringed at Keith’s destroyed voice, trying in vain to calm down his panicky boyfriend.

“Hhah… Heh-Nngx! ETCHSSHHH! Hh’tchiu! Hhah…. hhh… nn… n-no, get aw— hhih – HITCHEW! Hiih’Nkxshh!” Lance rubbed slow circles on Keith’s back as he sneezed exhaustedly into his forearm, frowning when Keith pulled away from him again, fresh tears beginning to pour from his eyes as some sort of realization dawned on him.

“H-Hih.... Hih’gTSXtchh-!!”

Lance offered tissues, but Keith tried in vain to pull away from his now-frantic boyfriend, sobbing into his pillow with snot running down his face.

Hunk stepped forward and forced Keith into his arms, slowly and calmly shushing him while petting his sweaty hair, “What’s wrong, buddy? What can I get you?”

“Hic- L-ladce w-was right!”

“What was Lance right about, Keith?”

“B-by fabily! All I do is hurt adyode who could possibly love be… By real bob got addicted to drugs after I was bord. I watched her die. She cobbitted suicide id frodt of be! She hated be! Add Shiro’s paredts… They were so kide to be… They didd’t deserve to die like that. They were od their way to get be frob subber cabp whed the sebi hit theb. Add if they hadd’t adopted be Shiro would still have his arb… What if sobethigg happeds to Ladce, or you or Pidge—”

He began to sob again, breaking off into a violent fit of coughing, Hunk pressed a wad of tissues to his friend’s mouth, frowning when he pulled them away and saw blood. Hunk had been in the nursing program for a hot minute before discovering that his true passion was engineering, so he knew that coughing up a bit of blood was normal if the throat was irritated enough, but if that got any worse they would be going to the hospital whether Keith wanted to or not. For the time being he settled for gently laying the now-dozing Keith back down and tucking him in, grabbing Lance by the arm roughly and dragging him to Keith’s living room where a pissed-off Pidge sat, having heard everything.

“I called Shiro.” Was all they said, glaring at Lance, then at the wall when he tried to garner some form of sympathy from them.

But what really scared him was what Hunk said next...

“I’m calling your mom, Lance.”

Dun dun DUN

I’m seriously so lazy I can’t even be bothered to come up with a semi-satisfying end to part 1??? Oh well!

#I'm a lazy mofo #happy birthday anyway Keith #sneezing #sick keith #sickfic #sneezefic #college au #Aa writes

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hinasho · 4 years

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so i made it to season 2 of vikings and it isn’t bad. but i do like the l*st kingdom more. like i know tlk was based on a book so it had a more rigid storyline to follow, but that’s not really any excuse for why vikings made all these storylines in s1 that either went nowhere or had extremely unsatisfying ends

the MOST unsatisfying plot line so far has to be the rollo vs ragnar dynamic. all throughout season 1, they kept showing us that rollo hates always being behind his brother. (i mean he’s a huge fucking follower maybe if he actually tried to take the lead sometimes then shit would change but i digress) he’s tried to take everything from ragnar behind his back several times, his wife, his title as earl, etc. and then at the end when he FINALLY decides to do smthg about it and join sides with jarl borg, it’s like played up to be this huge thing. then they have one (1) battle in the first episode of season 2 and rollo who wasn’t hesitating to brutally murder all his past friends is just like “nevermind” and surrenders. and then afterwards he goes “i always wanted to get out from your shadow, but once i did, there was no sun at all” and like. okay.

now him surrendering to ragnar bc he loves his brother so much, and the “no sun at all line” was really fucking good and i think the script writers for this season did do much better in regards to dialogue. but wtf is rollo even talking about. “there was no sun” you were GLORIOUS in battle wth. he was cutting people down like a fucking tank and was smiling while doing so. he makes it sound like he went through his huge angsty thing when really the only reason he gave up is because the show wrote it in. it felt rushed. extremely so. and now his “angst” is all about how everybody in town (the village?) hates him bc of what he did but i still can’t even wrap my head around why he did it and how fucking rushed that storyline was.

the characters. most of them are kinda... poorly written? like i’ve said i haven’t watched s3 or 4 yet and am only on episode 2 of the second season, but after watching the entire first season it’d be nice if the characters went through engaging development.

siggy could’ve been one of the most complex characters on the show, she lost ALL of her children one by one and her husband and then her status. she lost it all and that’s not even an exaggeration. so you’d think we’d have seen her idk doing some plotting to gain allies or smthg. but nope, she was perfectly happy i guess being lagertha’s hand maiden. fortunately it seems like the show is rectifying this in season 2 because she’s started forging alliances and etc. so hopefully this season lets us see siggy reach the high potential a character like this is capable of.

ragnar’s squad feel like just plot devices. now i don’t wanna keep comparing tlk and vk but in tlk uthred’s squad felt like a family. they laughed together, cried together, hung out, had fun, went through hardships, together. even when they weren’t necessary for the plot or for uthred’s development, his squad was still there and still played important roles. with ragnar’s, they just feel like the writers’ chess pieces and not in a good way. when one of them offered to sacrifice himself in the priest’s place, i didn’t feel one ounce of sadness. and when rollo was butchering the rest of them, i was more shocked at how violent he was rather than feeling sad they were dying. ragnar keeps bringing up one eye whenever he refers to the battle, but him and one eye didn’t even seem that close. just...... it doesn’t feel like there’s any connection/genuine relationship there.

now what i do think the show has done right is lagertha, bjorn, and floki. i LOVE lagertha. she’s strong and will kill anybody that wrongs her or her family, but she’s also genuinely kind with how she treats other women and those less fortunate. honest to god i loved her taking ragnar’s place as earl while he was out raiding. and i love the self respect she has for herself, ragnar brought up that stupid idea of him marrying aslaug after knowing how much what happened between them hurts her, and she without speaking one word to him, took their son and divorced him. that was fucking amazing. i’m in love with this woman.

bjorn is a complicated one for me. i like the bond he has with his mother. ragnar is a scoundrel and instead of bjorn admiring his father for it, he actually resents him because of how strong his love is for his mom. at the same time tho he’s just kinda annoying sometimes ahdjhcjs like he can be a hothead for literally no reason. but at the SAME time, he’s what? 13/14? he’s young! so he’s gonna be annoying sometimes and it’s okay. i’m really curious to see what happens when he gets older. i feel like he’s gonna come back and challenge ragnar or smthg

floki. gustaf skarsgård is an amazing actor and really brings the character to life with the subtle (or unsubtle) things he adds to it, like the constant yelling and jumps and maniancal laughs and etc. and then when rollo got baptized, floki’s anger was genuinely unsettling. he was pissed and more serious than we’d ever seen him before. a part of me still has the theory that he’s actually the god loki just toying with the vikings.

but like to end this random rant, a big part of the show just feels extremely directionless. even in season 1, most of the time when the characters were working UP to the smthg or a storyline felt like it was building, it would end extremely fast and feel unsatisfying. it’s like the show creates and ends several plot lines within a matter of 2 or 3 episodes. it’s just very rushed.

but i didn’t think it was that bad tho. i have my favorite characters which i already talked about before, and the dialogue in s2 is already fucking amazing. the characters will say lines that’ll have me go “oohhh that was a good one”. so hopefully this season will handle some of the issues i had much better and i’m curious to keep watching

#babbles #vikings lb

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marcusssanderson · 5 years

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50 Being Alone Quotes to Conquer Feeling Lonely

These collection of “being alone quotes” will help you overcome the feeling of loneliness so you can get the most out of life.

In today’s constantly connected world, spending time alone can actually be good for your health and well being. Being alone provides a chance for your brain to rest and replenish itself.

Inserting a little solitude into your overfilled schedule will improve your concentration and help you get more work done in a shorter amount of time. When you spend time alone, you build your mental strength, develop more compassion, and become more creative.

Besides, being alone affords you time to think deeply, discover yourself and find your own voice. This will help you become more comfortable in your own skin.

Although we are wired for connection, spending some quiet time alone will allow you to plan how to get the most out of life. You should never feel guilty about finding a little time for yourself. Let this collection of being alone quotes inspire you to live your best life.

To help you embrace solitude and conquer the feeling of loneliness, below is our collection of inspirational, wise, and uplifting being alone quotes, being alone sayings, and being alone proverbs, collected from a variety of sources over the years.

Being alone quotes to conquer feeling lonely

1.) ”If you want to be happy, learn to be alone without being lonely. Learn that being alone does not mean being unhappy. The world is full of plenty of interesting and enjoyable things to do and people who can enrich your life.” – Michael Josephson

2.) ”Without great solitude no serious work is possible.” – Pablo Picasso

3.) ”No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.” – Gautama Buddha

4.) ”I used to think that the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It’s not. The worst thing in life is ending up with people who make you feel all alone.” – Robin Williams

5.) ”Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you’re choosing someone out of love or loneliness.” – Mandy Hale

6.) ”In order to be open to creativity, one must have the capacity for constructive use of solitude. One must overcome the fear of being alone.” – Rollo May

7.)” Being alone and actually sitting with our own thoughts can lead to such growth and realizations that are rare in our everyday busy lives.” – Kourtney Kardashian

8.) ”I’m fascinated with myself and love hearing the sound of my own voice. I’d like to hear what I have to say. A lot of people don’t like being alone because they truly don’t like themselves, but I love me.” – Gene Simmons

9.) ”The thought of being on my own really terrified me. But then I realized being alone is really a cleansing thing.” – Lindsey Buckingham

10.) ”Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.” – Henry Rollins

Being alone quotes to help you get the best our of life

11.) ”Associate yourself with people of good quality, for it is better to be alone than in bad company.” – Booker T. Washington

12.) ”We need quiet time to examine our lives openly and honestly – spending quiet time alone gives your mind an opportunity to renew itself and create order.” – Susan L. Taylor

13.) ”Nothing else so destroys the power to stand alone as the habit of leaning upon others. If you lean, you will never be strong or original. Stand alone or bury your ambition to be somebody in the world.” – Orison Swett Marden

14.)” Sometimes, you need to be alone. Not to be lonely, but to enjoy your free time being yourself.” – Unknown

15.) ”You cannot be lonely if you like the person you’re alone with.” – Wayne Dyer

16.) ”If you wanted to do something absolutely honest, something true, it always turned out to be a thing that had to be done alone.” – Richard Yates

17.) ”Sometimes you need to take a break from everyone and spend time alone, to experience, appreciate and love yourself.” – Robert Tew

18.) ”When you learn how to be alone you’ll discover the difference between alone and lonely.” – LJ Vanier

19.) ”Truth is, I’m generally happiest when it’s just me. It’s okay to be madly in love with yourself.” – Richelle E. Goodrich

20.) ”One of the greatest regrets in life is being what others would want you to be, rather than being yourself.” – Shannon L. Alder

Being alone quotes to inspire self love

21.) ”People who do a job that claims to be creative have to be alone to recharge their batteries. You can’t live 24 hours a day in the spotlight and remain creative. For people like me, solitude is a victory.” – Karl Lagerfeld

22.) ”To be of good quality, you have to excuse yourself from the presence of shallow and callow minded individuals.” – Michael Bassey Johnson

23.) ”You are never alone. You are eternally connected with everyone.” – Amit Ray

24.) ”If you are never alone, you cannot know yourself.” – Paulo Coelho

25.)” A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone.” – Mandy Hale

26.)” Sometimes you need to sit lonely on the floor in a quiet room in order to hear your own voice and not let it drown in the noise of others.” – Charlotte Eriksson

27.) ”Do not whine… Do not complain. Work harder. Spend more time alone.” – Joan Didion

28.) ”I was lonely. I felt it deeply and permanently, that this state of being on my own might never disappear. But I welcomed the loneliness, which had everything to do with being anonymous. It’s never loneliness that nibbles away at a person’s insides, but not having room inside themselves to be comfortably alone.” – Rachel Sontag

29.) ”Never give importance to anyone more than yourself, because once that person becomes important, you become nothing….” – Viren

30.) ”There are some places in life where you can only go alone. Embrace the beauty of your solo journey.” – Mandy Hale

Being alone quotes to help you live your best life

31.) ”Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment.” – Janet Fitch

32.) ”We need solitude, because when we’re alone, we’re free from obligations, we don’t need to put on a show, and we can hear our own thoughts.” – Tamim Ansary

33.) ”As regards intellectual work it remains a fact, indeed, that great decisions in the realm of thought and momentous discoveries and solutions of problems are only possible to an individual, working in solitude.” – Sigmund Freud

34.) ”The thing about living alone is that it gives you a lot of time to think. You don’t necessarily reach any conclusions, because wisdom is largely a function of intelligence and self-awareness, not time on your hands. But you do become very good at thinking yourself into endless loops of desperation in half the time it would take a normal person.” – Jonathan Tropper

35.) ”You’re not alone, there is more to this I know. You can make it out, you will live to tell.” – Saosin

36.) ”I’ve always believed that the only defeats and victories that matter in life are those you lose or win alone, against yourself.” – Mihail Sebastian

37.) ”Solitude is the soil in which genius is planted, creativity grows, and legends bloom; faith in oneself is the rain that cultivates a hero to endure the storm, and bare the genesis of a new world, a new forest.” – Mike Norton

38.)” Many people seek fellowship because they are afraid to be alone…let him who cannot be alone beware of community. He will do harm to himself and to the community. Alone you stood before God when he called you; alone you had to answer that call; alone you had to struggle and pray; and alone you will die and give an account to God. You cannot escape yourself, for God has singled you out.” – Dietrich Bonhoeffer

39.) ”You have to go ahead, even if no one goes with you.” – Lailah Gifty Akita

40.) ”Never make the mistake of thinking you are alone — or inconsequential. Ignorance is voluntary and confusion is temporary. You see the world as-is, which is more than can be said for the vast populace.” – Rebecca McKinsey

Being alone quotes to help you be your absolute happiest

41.) ”Everything that is tearing us down today will become a memory, and this memory will be shared as an anecdote or a story or a poem or a play or a warning. It will be shared with another human being, who will then understand that he is not alone in his sadness. This is why we show up for others and tell our tales and listen to others. The great congregation meets daily, and you are someone’s angel today.” – Tennessee Williams

42.) ”Being alone doesn’t necessarily mean loneliness. people are great! but being alone is wonderful. I prefer the silence of alone. and the sounds of nature.” – Jayson Zabate

43.) ”There is something immaculate about loneliness which only lonely people can understand” – Munia Khan

44.) ”I made my way here alone for a long while. It took some time to find my place. It took more time to become somebody worth protecting.” – Melissa Albert

45.) ”There are two kinds of luxuries; being alone and being with someone who understands.”- Nitya Prakash

46.) ”Like it or not, there are times when you need to be alone; times when you need to be lonely; times when you need to need other people.” – Alan Bradley

47.) ”If you are ever sad and think that life is hard, remember that you are not alone…” – Abbas Kazerooni

48.) ”It is never too late to make a change and taking some much needed alone time for yourself to reflect is not selfish.” – Nyki Mack

49.) ”If you make friends with yourself, you’ll never be alone.” – Maxwell Maltz

50.) ”Learn to be alone and to like it. There is nothing more freeing and empowering than learning to like your own company.” – Unknown

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Spending time alone has many physical and psychological benefits. It provides an opportunity for you to ensure there’s purpose to all your hustling so you can get the best out of life.

Although the feeling of loneliness can take root within you, you can learn to recognize and manage it. Hopefully, the being alone quotes above will help you conquer feeling lonely so you can live your best life.

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New This Week 11.17.08

Conspicuously missing from this week's list of hot new music releases is the latest album by up-and-coming pop star Kanye West--whose long-awaited new album 808s & Heartbreak is, not to worry, coming next week!

Why has it taken so long? Experts agree that West's recent pronouncement that he will "go down as the voice of this generation" might be one very significant reason!

According to one informed observer, the press has yet again blown the lovable West's innocent claims well out of proportion! Because West, whose devotion to higher education has played a part in the nomenclature of all his previous works, made that statement in reference to the petri dish he was holding in his right hand! And it contained a hearty colony of drosophila melanogaster--or common fruit fly--all of whom strongly feel West to be the dandiest vocalist they've heard in their entire lives! But no one reported that, did they?

Sorry, Kanye--but once again, the press wins and you lose! Can't wait to hear the new album, though!

Beyonce: I Am…Sasha Fierce (Music World/Columbia) A boldly titled album--after all, at least some percentage of Beyonce fans will refuse to purchase it because of its confusing title--but as always, a masterwork beyond reproach! It's a great time in music history for all of us: While Kanye West proclaims himself the voice of a generation, the much more attractive Beyonce announces that her career role model is Barbra Streisand and she is aching to play the title role in the inevitable upcoming Wonder Woman movie! Heck, aren't we all? Deemed by the label as "her most personal, reflective and revelatory collection to date," this record coincidentally arrives prior to the singer's starring role in the films Cadillac Records and Obsessed! Clearly she is going down as the voice of this generation! Do you think there will be a fistfight?

Nickelback: Dark Horse (Roadrunner) In many ways the voice of a generation, Nickelback represents everything that is great about today's record business! They sell tons of records, they are loved by fans and loathed by critics--and if you ran into 'em in a bar you would avoid eye contact with them in case they were panhandling! For a band with their sales track record, naming a new album after former Beatle George Harrison's less-than-successful former record label might seem a bold move; as would, for that matter, actually being from Canada! But with Mutt Lange's sterling production, such great tracks as "If Today Was Your Last Day," and a legacy that is spoken of with hushed, respectful whispers in parts of Alabama and Cleveland, this is clearly the Nickelback record of a lifetime! Maybe even a mammal's!

David Cook: David Cook (19 Recordings/RCA) Holy triple threat! First Beyonce, then Nickelback, and now the winner of this year's American Idol competition? Why doesn't everyone else just give up? So let's compare this album to the one released last week by Idol arch-rival David Archuleta! Both are by guys named David, both are by guys who made their careers on a TV show, and both are being released in the compact disk and digital download format! Additionally, when removed from their protective cases and bundled with fishing tackle into cylindrical lots of 50, both would hit the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean at the same time if released from a fishing boat simultaneously! My vote? Heck, they're both the voice of a generation!

Dido: Safe Trip Home (Arista) For the longest time during the recent presidential election I was waiting for somebody somewhere to make the inevitable "take the `L' out of Palin" joke, but tragically, it was not to be! I think precisely the opposite when it comes to Dido! Frankly I'm glad she's back--word is that posing for this album's cover shot was fraught with difficulty! With the assistance of producers Jon Brion, her brother Rollo, and the remarkably named Citizen Cope, Dido's made a third album that may come to speak for an entire generation! Plus, the CD comes with four Dido postcards! Count me in!

Mudvayne: The New Game (Epic) While some of us remember with affection the Golden Age of Mudvayne--when its members wore makeup and called themselves Chud, Guug, Rud, and Spug and passports were perhaps predictably hard to come by--there's no denying that this rockin' combo from Peoria are the voice of a new generation! Intriguingly, their former "tough" exterior is roundly rebuffed with this latest album, which reportedly is devoted to the age-old game "Pin The Tail On The Donkey" and features such tracks as "A Cinderella Story" and their loving ode to the Burger King franchise, "Have It Your Way"! If they're in your town, invite 'em to a Sunday brunch with your pastor and start talking business!

The Doors: Live At The Matrix 1967 (Rhino) Long bootlegged but never sounding as good, these gigs--now finally available commercially--are an eye-opening and curiosity-satisfying glimpse into the Doors during the earliest stage of their career. Recorded in the course of four nights at San Francisco's Matrix, just a few months after the release of the group's first album, the band runs through much of that album's material and tracks soon to come, including "My Eyes Have Seen You," "People Are Strange" and even "Crawling King Snake." While fidelity isn't top notch, it's far better than anything released previously--and an excellent document of the band just stretching out and gigging rather than coping with the enormously legacy that would soon be theirs as the voice of a generation! Welcome and highly recommended but…no nudity!

Belle & Sebastian: The BBC Sessions (Matador) One of the best bands of the last decade, Belle & Sebastian have released a flood of superb albums, singles, EPs, vinyl LPs, and probably cassettes as well! This collection, which documents the group's BBC exploits since 1996, comes in regular and "deluxe" servings--single and double CD--and is the sort of thing you'd want to have in your house and perhaps even play on occasion. It's quite good! Featuring a batch of material that only the group's staunchest fans have likely heard, it's simply the best representation yet of the high standard that have made Belle & Sebastian the voice of their generation! I'd buy two!

Sammy Hagar: Cosmic Universal Fashion (Loud & Proud/Roadrunner) The charismatic Mr. Hagar was of course a longtime member of the less-interesting version of Van Halen--the one that recorded the famous For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge, a disc from which this new effort takes nominal hints--at least initially! Featured guests include his former Halen buddy Michael Anthony, Matt Sorum, Billy Duffy, and a cadre of aging Republican senators fascinated by Hagar's "red rocker" nickname and his defiant classic "I Can't Drive 55"! In the world of David Lee Roth replacements, Hagar stands head and shoulders as the true voice of a generation!

Shontelle: Shontelligence (SRP/SRC/Universal) She's gorgeous, she's from the West Indies, and she uses only her first name! She's got a great hit called "T-Shirt"! No one knows if she likes Fleetwood Mac's "Rhiannon"! Her debut album features tracks with great names like "Plastic People" and "I Crave You"! Is it any wonder that those in her homeland of Barbados consider her the voice of a generation? Also, she's cute!

Il Divo: The Promise (Syco/Columbia) "We still get nervous about what the reaction will be like when we release something and how people will perceive the new record," confides Il Divo's Seb--but worry no more, Seb! It's the best Il Divo record yet! Featuring "The Winner Takes It All (Va Todo Al Ganador)" and "Amazing Grace," The Promise is a dream come true for an entire generation of Il Divo fans worldwide! Still, scattered accusations of their being a "better-groomed Nickelback" are alarming!

Blake Shelton: Startin' Fires (Warner Brothers Nashville) Reports are that this a great record, but here's a hint: If you live in LA, walking into a record store this week and telling clerks you're interested in Startin' Fires might be deemed problematic!

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