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f1-birb · 8 months
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it's a good thing they know how to drive because there is nothing else going on up there
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Late Night Berlin Music Special with Arctic Monkeys [X]
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hedgehog-moss · 1 year
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Took the bus to the big city yesterday and it only stops near where I live in the early morning and late at night, so I left a bowl for Pandolf with enough food for his 2 meals of the day. He didn’t start eating because it was too early for breakfast and he’s punctilious about mealtimes, but I told him “Bon appétit” to Authorise The Kibble, then left. When I came home at night it was long past his normal dinner time yet I found the bowl half-full—he had eaten the breakfast portion but since he only got 1 bon appétit he didn’t dare to eat the rest for dinner. I don’t think if I had said it twice in a row he would have understood that one of them was a Bon Appétit voucher for his next meal unfortunately. But I’m always amazed by his scruples, he is the most principled animal I know. When he was a puppy he would try to stick his head in his bowl while I poured the food so I taught him to wait until he heard ‘bon appétit’ before going anywhere near it—and very quickly in his mind the words became an incantation that turns the contents of his bowl from a miasma of forbidden unthinkableness into edible food that belongs to him.
This is Pandolf waiting for me to cast the Legal Food spell:
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barrygeuse · 3 months
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big fan of dungeon meshi posts where there is a car involved and chilchuck is forced to drive because he’s the only one with a license. it’s canon to me
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roe-and-memory · 3 months
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i saw a tiktok about how men usually get their first flowers at their funerals and… it made me think…
imagine its race day, lightnings on the track, sallys in the pits, and she just. randomly gets the idea to get him flowers. its sudden, an abrupt urge to just go get them Right Then, so she tells the crew she’ll be right back and slips out of the pit and infield, and finds the nearest flower shop.
lightning likes flowers because she does, he’ll listen to any of her botany rambles any day, even if they dont make much sense - but hes gotten her flowers hundreds of times and shes never returned the favour. she picks the ones with the most meaning, the ones that mean i love you in every way no matter what, the ones that remind her of him. when shes successfully created a bouquet of flowers that is him in any way you can think, she buys a card. and she writes him a love letter. she names every flower she put in the bouquet and what they mean. and she tells him how much she loves and adores him, and how she’ll always love him more than anything. she adds a couple cheesy compliments in there too, seals it up, and makes it back to the track just in time to watch him take the checkered flag; he wins the race.
they meet in victory lane, and she hands him the flowers first (keeping the note safely in her bag until she can give it to him when its quieter) and. just imagine him standing on top of his car, hands thrown in up in the air in celebration, with the flowers clutched in one hand and the bottle of champagne in the other and and. god i love them
she gives him the card later that night when everythings quieted down — docs outside the motorhome drinking a beer with strip, and the crew is working on the car and getting the garage cleaned up — so its just them. with the flowers safely in a cup on the kitchen counter, she pulls it out of her bag, hands it to him, and gently prods for him to read it then.
hes not the emotional type, its been drilled into his head by a couple different people that hes not really supposed to cry, but its a great improvement when he tears up a little bit while reading it. she cant help but smile because god. isnt she lucky?
when he finishes reading it, he wipes his eyes with the back of his hands and ushers for her to come closer and they end up cuddling on the couch (doc finds them about an hour later, curled up together, sound asleep. he throws a blanket over them and leaves them be)
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scoobydoodean · 4 months
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#okay wait do y'all think that she wasn't going to try and murder Dean?#Do you think he was going to get through to her?#convince her somehow to not try to stab him?#that she was telling the truth at all in that scene?#because she was totally going to try and kill Dean#like 100% that was going to happen#and if Sam hadn't shot her then Dean would have had to kill her and that would have been so much harder on Dean#like it was disturbing that Dean had a 3 day old monster child that wanted to kill him but who was then killed by her uncle Sam instead#and even more disturbing that they then never mention her again#but these are also the guys who left their half brother in Lucifer's cage and didn't lose any sleep over it so...#and I love Dean but killing Amy was an asshole move#and there's kinda a difference between killing an active imminent threat and killing someone in cold blood after the fact @jinkieswouldyoulookatthis
I didn't want to clutter someone else's post but this was partially directed at me? I've talked about the whole "Emma vs Amy" debate quite a few times, but I'll share a few thoughts.
Amy is a present, unrepentant, fully cognizant, adult, serial murderer. She is not actually sorry about what she did in any way. She believes that slaughtering humans like cattle to feed them to her son was the morally correct action even if it wasn't the ethical action because it kept her son alive. She is not correct.
Emma is a brainwashed child who's been psychologically conditioned for a few days. She has never killed anyone and only wants to kill Dean because some women who abused her told her to.
Hunters like Sam and Dean primarily deal in punitive justice, not preventative justice—and what I mean by that is that Sam and Dean try not to kill people (with powers or without powers) who have never killed anyone.
While I think you're right to point out that a preventative justice component is in play, that is not primarily how Dean makes the decision to go after Amy, and the reason we know that is because Amy's son swears to kill Dean and Dean does nothing about it because the boy has done absolutely nothing wrong.
Dean's application of his personal code is consistent here. He kills Amy, who is a murderer who killed four people, but he does not intend to kill Emma or Amy's son—both of whom wanted to kill him—because neither has actually killed anyone and both may choose not to.
You say that Emma was going to kill Dean 100%, but you don't actually know that because we never got to see that future. You assume Amy would never have killed again, but when you add up "murderer who regrets absolutely nothing" and "child vulnerable to catching illnesses" you get "Mom who absolutely would kill again as necessary and who would feel zero remorse doing so just like the last time".
I don't personally think SPN gives us any reason to suspect that three days of psychological conditioning from a cult is too much to overcome. We have seen other characters overcome much more serious levels of psychological conditioning intended to make them killers. For example, Cas and Alex. I'm not saying Emma wasn't trying to pull the wool over Sam and Dean's eyes in the scene where Sam shot her, but I am saying that doesn't actually mean in any way that she couldn't be convinced to actually choose a different path.
Under the same litmus test with which you suggest Emma's condemnation, we'd also condemn season 2 Sam for his potential "future" crimes. We are killing monsters before they actually become those monsters... because of the dark path someone else intends for them to go down. Amy—again—is an active present unrepentant serial killer.
I think sometimes people misremember the scene where Sam kills Emma—recalling the scene as a scene where Emma lunges at Dean with the knife and Sam steps in just in time to save his life, or where Dean is unarmed and Emma has him at knife point. But that is not what happened. Emma quite literally brought a knife to a gun fight. Dean had a gun pointed at her, and if she was thinking straight at all, she would have left to avoid being killed if given the chance—especially when Sam arrived. And had she not, Sam could have shot her at that point—but Sam didn't wait to see what she'd do. He wanted her dead, because even if she ran, he didn't think they were equipped to deal with surprise attacks from Dean's Amazon child. That is the decision Sam made after a brief moment to consider, and it makes sense to me given the headspace he was in at the time and his assessment of Dean's headspace as well, but it does not make his decision consistent with his previous or future behavior regarding people who have been psychologically conditioned to kill.
My own frustrations are more with fandom, for a thought process that really really does not make sense to me, where Emma deserves to die but Amy deserved to live. I do not agree with that premise. I do not understand why so much of fandom has the perspective that a child who hadn't shed a drop of blood and who was acting in response to a cult's torture, who brought a knife to a gun fight and had already been driven into a corner where she had no choice but to surrender or run—doesn't deserve a chance to choose something else before she's barely lived and before she's heard a loving word in her entire life, but an adult with full cognizance of their actions who went through with killing four people and doesn't regret it should go on with their life and is "just a good mom doing what she had to" and killing that person is the bad thing. I don't understand that. I don't think Dean killing Amy was wrong at all in the "hunters kill supernatural murderers" show. The only thing Dean did wrong was lie about it and not take enough care to keep her son from seeing it happen.
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flowercrowngods · 5 months
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the prompt: rest | rating: G | cw: non-explicit trauma-related insomnia
The steady thrum of the engine is like gentle white noise that not only fills Eddie’s head and smoothes out the frayed edges of consciousness, but runs through his whole body as a comforting presence. It spreads from the hands holding the wheel in a loose, easy grip up his arms and to his shoulders, down his chest where it settles in his gut. That feeling of belonging, of comfort, of familiarity. It leaves him with a smile as he shifts the gear, accelerating a little on the open street.
No one else is out here tonight, and there’s no destination ahead, but his goal has long since been reached.
Part of him wants to roll down the window to feel the breeze in his hair, allow November in just for five minutes, just for the duration of this next song.
Hey, little girl, is your daddy home? Did he go and leave you all alone?
But he won’t, because this moment is not his.
He glances over to the side, catches the split second where the passing street lights make Steve glow golden, his breath even, his face relaxed. His eyes closed, his forehead void of pained frowns. He’s been asleep for an hour.
It mends something inside him, seeing Steve like this, but something splinters all the same.
“What do you need? What can I give you? Please, Steve, you need to sleep. You deserve to rest.”
He remembers asking, tears welling up in his eyes and desperation clawing at his insides, clawing to get out and tear at Steve, tear at him to find out what it is that Eddie can do.
“Can we just— Drive? For a while?”
“Where to?”
“Nowhere, just… Might help.”
And it did. It does.
It’s been a few months now, and sometimes it’s Wayne who takes Steve — or both of them — on a ride to lull him to sleep with a steady engine and a tape that Vecna never touched.
And every time, Steve wakes the second the car stops. But it’s fine, because he’ll smile, he’ll say, “Thank you”, he’ll say, “I love you,” and he’ll lie on Eddie’s chest for the rest of the night, listening to the steady thrum of his heart while Eddie hums a quiet melody until Steve is asleep again.
written for @steddiemicrofic, dedicated to @auroraplume because i can 🤍🌷
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bijoumikhawal · 5 months
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Hiiii. My apartment will accept my application but they want two months of a deposit upfront by Wednesday, and because I've had to do repairs on my car that's stretching my money tight. So I am again bumping my Kofi (ko-fi.com/rosebijoumme) and making mention that I am willing to short fanfic writing commissions of properties I am familiar with (say, 500 words for $15). If you appreciate the funny words I say, drawings, or my research posts about Egypt, helping me out with this is a nice way to express that. I do hate to rattle my tincan but they want around $90 dollars more than I have on hand, and I do need gas back and forth until my next check on December (which is often around 150-200$, it's been on the lower side lately and having to pay so much is why I'm moving).
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zkyeline · 1 year
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On today’s episode of clothes I found cool at the mall so I put them on my baby girls
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Thinking about how being a girl is just being constantly aware of all the ways you could be harassed. Oh, a car passing by. Hopefully it's not filled with men who want to shout something at me. Oh a group of teen boys walking by me while I'm by myself. I sure hope they leave me alone. Oh, look, a construction crew. Better not go that way. Oh I want to go to a bar? Better not leave my drink unattended. In fact, it's better not to take a drink from someone at all. Even the bartender. Oh, I want to go for a walk but it's starting to get dark? Probably a better idea to stay inside.
It's any wonder more of us don't go crazy.
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ynomii · 16 days
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an angel would feel sick in this place
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skitskatdacat63 · 7 months
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Favorite Martian pics atm
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curioscurio · 6 months
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Got up early (for me), ate a light and healthy breakfast, applied to some jobs, took a long mental health walk with the dogs, gave one of them a bath, and even did some phone calls and messaging regarding my medication and pharmacy problems and managed to sort it out without breaking down!!! And! Showered!! Kicking ASS at mental health today
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xjustakay · 3 months
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you got the antidote (i’ll take one to go).
ch. 8 on ao3 now!; this chapter of firefighter james is dedicated to my beloved mil, who this is a very late birthday gift for. mwah mwah mwah, all the kisses for you @static-radio-ao3 <33
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disacurveball · 2 months
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I don’t care about HWS canon in the slightest but I will never stop thinking about the one comic from 2006 where Kiku tries to murder Ivan with a harpoon, falls through his ceiling à la “Hey Ron, Hey Billy” meme, and then tries to feed him sweets filled with glass. Alfred wishes he had this level of vitriol. Bros in your walls.
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seabeck · 3 months
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Juniper, taking her friend for a walk
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