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erdarielthewhumper · 1 year
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Caretaker and whumpee pair where there's no love lost between them, but the caretaker still does what they can to help the whumpee is actually a really Good Trope. Like, maybe the characters are rivals, maybe there's something in their past, maybe they just generally dislike each other as people, but one way or another, they're kind of on bad terms.
But whether out of pragmatic necessity (like it's clear they'll have to work together to escape or else neither will, or because as long as the villains are hurting whumpee they're leaving the caretaker alone, or because the whumpee's continued survival just is in some way vital to the organization they work for, or whatever) or simply out of basic human decency, when the two are stuck together in a bad situation and whumpee's badly hurt, the caretaker does what they can to help
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plan-3-tmars · 2 months
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just finished reading dungeon meshi (I will never recover) so take some sleepy thistle panels I collected
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rustchild · 5 months
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WHY do writers always think you have to get the bullet out. there are so many scenes where someone gets shot and everyone immediately rushes to get the bullet out as quickly as possible. 1. sticking more things in an open wound is a great way for it to get more infected and 2. it's entirely possible that the bullet is acting as a stop gap preventing the bleeding from getting worse. genuinely trying to get a bullet out of a bullet wound in the field is a great way to make a wound go from bad to fatal. just stem the bleeding! apply pressure! leave that sucker in there!
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kingdomoftyto · 1 year
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Decided to check out the audio drama Fawx & Stallion this weekend and GUYS... guys this show is SO FUNNY. I couldn't stop laughing for the first three episodes straight.
It's the story of some wannabe detectives living in Victorian London. Specifically, they live at 224B Baker Street, just across the street from a certain pair of decidedly more famous detectives--and they're sick and tired of having all their potential cases scooped by Sherlock Fucking Holmes. Luckily for them, while Holmes and Watson are out of town looking into some matter about a dog, a new case comes along and drops--by default--into our would-be heroes' laps.
And just who are these aspiring crime-solvers?
Hampton Fawx: detective and gentleman. What he lacks in common sense he makes up for with raw theater-kid enthusiasm.
James Stallion: gentleman and detective. A loyal friend and companion when he's not being a self-important arse. Runs on approximately 20% gin and 80% spite.
and finally Madge: neither gentleman nor detective. She's just been stood up by her date and she's going to make that everyone else's problem. She'll agree to help on this case just for the Drama.
It's a hysterical romp so far. A lighthearted farce set just offscreen from Holmes' own capers (for now!). Our main trio lacks even a single braincell to share between them, but by GOD they're going to solve this case and I'm going to be cheering them on the whole way there!
From what I can tell, new episodes are typically every other Monday, but the show's on a short hiatus for the holidays, to return in 2023. The first five are currently available to listen to, though, and I highly recommend it!
#Fawx & Stallion#certain details omitted so as not to spoil the little ep1 surprises :3c#this is a fun one to go into without much prior knowledge so if you're sold then please check it out now!!#I don't want to rob anyone of the gleeful little gasps that I let out as certain details came to light#but if you would like a few tiny spoilers to give you some more miscellaneous character info:#Hampton is asexual (I did not know this going in and it took me a bit to pick up on it but it is alluded to already in the show!)#James and Madge are legally married (which is why I left her surname out of the main post) but#they're both gay and happily pursuing other relationships with each other's blessing.#James is in a committed relationship (basically reads as married) to an Inspector from Scotland Yard and they're disgustingly cute together#his partner Archie is extremely long-suffering because Hampton and James' antics end up getting them in trouble more often than not#and Archie has to clean up their messes without seeming like he's showing favoritism.#(that description sounds like it could be tense but it's actually more in the tone of sitcom hijinks. it's lighthearted and hilarious)#and Madge is a complete disaster lesbian who apparently has an on-again-off-again relationship with Martha across the street#yes THAT Martha across the street#and anyway the three of them--Hampton James and Madge--all just share a flat with an ancient cat and#spend their days drinking booze and amateur boxing and bitching about Holmes and Watson#it's great. please give it a listen :)
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*inhale*
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i sWEAR TO PRIMUS THIS COMIC FUC—
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nopeleavemealoone · 4 months
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im reading a book of my own voalition for the first time in years
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(Catching fire)
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aroaessidhe · 5 months
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2023 reads / storygraph
Unwieldy Creatures
present-day retelling of Frankenstein following three people
a queer biracial Chinese runaway, who eventually ends up interning at a top embryology lab
an ambitious scientist who compromises everything she claims to love in order to find a way to procreate without the need for sperm
and her creation - a nonbinary person abandoned due to complications at birth
all queer, mixed race MCs
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softquietsteadylove · 2 years
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Hello, I'm in love with all of your fics and have lost count in how many times I've reread them. I just finished rereading Something Old, Something New and just wondering if I may request a sweet spicy one based on this fic? Maybe their first time? Pretty please?
Gil wakes up first. It's dark, his tv having shut itself off in its neglect. Their takeout is sitting out, abandoned. The ice cream is the only thing they actually finished.
They got back a matter of hours ago. The bags are still in the car, since he himself said that they could just leave them for later. He was eager to get out of the car, stretch out and lie down, hold Thena in his arms.
Thena is still asleep, curled up against him like they've always slept together--like it's the most natural thing in the world. He certainly feels like it is, feeling the rise and fall of her chest and how he can hold her so perfectly.
He can feel something else, too.
He sighs, resting his head on the armrest of the couch. His neck is going to be killing him tomorrow, he knows (they're not as young as they used to be). But it's not that. It's the familiar ache between his legs, not quite there, not quite gone either.
He knows he just woke up, but still, it's not exactly morning either.
Thena somehow feels that he's awake and shifts on top of him, between his legs. Her arm - previously trapped between his back and the couch, slithers out and over his chest.
Gil blinks. He had been planning to sneak up and use the bathroom (alleviate his little issue). But Thena's fingers hook into the v-neck of his t-shirt and pull him. He didn't think she was awake, but she pulls him down so the first thing she can do when her head lifts off his chest is kiss him.
They both taste like ice cream.
Thena smiles as they part, blinking at him owlishly in the dark of his living room. "Hi."
He forgets his little problem as soon as she looks at him. His hands settle onto her back again. "Hi."
Thena tilts her head, her chin resting on her hand resting on his chest. "When did we fall asleep?"
Gil grunts, reaching for his phone on the coffee table. He has over 20 missed calls and texts, all from work, demanding to know how and why he's just quit on them out of the blue. His 'I quit' text was sent two hours ago. "Not long, maybe an hour."
Thena sighs, undeniably sated from just their brief little nap. "We can't make this couch thing a habit, you know."
Gil grins at her. The memory of her pulling him against her on the couch of the vacation house is still vivid in his mind. How could it not be? "Hey, that first time wasn't my fault."
"You're the one who fell asleep on me."
"You lured me into it," he argues, having far too much fun with it, too. He taps his fingers along her arms. "All soft and warm--and wearing perfume."
"I wasn't-" she starts to deny but he knows she was, and she knows that he knows it too. A car drives by outside and he catches a glimpse of a vivid pink in her cheeks.
He kisses her, unable to resist the temptation. Not when she's in his arms, looking as beautiful as she is. She kisses him back like it's second nature. They've become very good at this in the very short time they've been doing it. Must be because they're so good together.
"Gil," Thena lets out a little sigh, shifting on top of him to reach him better--kiss him deeper, more easily. She moves up and closer, her knee brushing between his legs as she moves on the couch.
Ah yes, his little issue.
Gil grunts, trying to hold her at bay while not pushing so hard as to make her feel rejected. "H-Hang on, Sweetheart, I gotta-"
"What?" she whispers, continuing to kiss him, continuing to lie on top of him with her breasts pushes against his ribs. Her arm comes up, letting her fingers trace over his cheek. "You have to what?"
"Thena," he grumbles, because he swears she knows what she does to him. His face is burning hot. "Can I not romance you?"
"I don't need romance," she laughs quietly, and her voice feels loud for how close it is. But she's whispering. He is too. The room is quiet except for them and their whispers and their laboured breaths. "Just you, Gil."
God, he loves this woman.
Thena moves gently against him, slowly and softly, but definitely encouraging him to harden fully against her. She rolls her hips, and he feels the little flat plane of her tight white skirt move against the bulge in his jeans.
"Thena, please," he groans, and it sounds whiny in his ears.
But Thena leans drags her teeth against his earlobe. "Please, what, Gilgamesh?"
She will be the death of him.
"Tease," he growls as she shimmies, her hand slipping down between them to undo his button and zip. His hands have somehow made their way to her skirt, pulling the tight material up her thighs. "This isn't how I imagined this."
"Me neither," she breathes a little heavier as he tests if she's as eager as she's telling him she is. She is. "But does it matter?"
Maybe it doesn't. Maybe she knows him too well--knows that he would just get himself worked up over this anyway. She knows that he would worry about making their first time together perfect.
But she's right: he just needs her.
Gil groans as she helps him push into her. It's not a bed covered in rose petals, or in front of a roaring fire. It's not even dinner and drinks. But it's him, and it's Thena, and it's his couch with a flimsy blanket thrown over them. And it's perfect for that.
"Gil," she moans as she starts moving, her on top of him, moving slowly and sweetly in the dark. She doesn't move too far away--eager to kiss him as she moves.
He's just as eager, moving his lips with every stroke. He holds her, hands under her partially unbuttoned cardigan and holding her waist. Her skin is heated, and he hopes her heart is beating as feverishly as his. "Thena."
He shifts them, and she responds to it easily and happily. He wraps his arm around her, thrusting lazily and gently. She meets his hips with hers, every time. She kisses him, her hair spilling around his face freely. He doesn't have a problem with it so long as he can still get glimpses of that beautiful face.
"Gil," she whimpers as he changes angle again, picking up speed a little. She flinches around him, and he realises their hearts have both skipped a beat. Her nails dig into his chest a little.
He kisses her more desperately. His hands move from her back down. He grips her hips more tightly, presses her closer with each move. One hand moves down to cup a cheek.
Thena gasps against his open mouth, tongues tangled up messily. "Gil!"
It's sudden, and it's not momentous or life-changing. But it's beautiful, and it's soft, and that's all he wants. It's them together, in the quiet and the dark, kissing as they meld together with no end to one before the beginning of the other.
Gil pants for breath under her, his head tilted back, looking up at the ceiling of his living room. Thena buries her face in his throat, kissing his adam's apple as she rides out her high. His hand comes up to her head, over her hair. "Wow."
"Hm," she lets out quietly, and it sounds like so many things--satisfied, content, maybe a little amused. "Wow?"
"Sorry," he huffs, blushing again. "I usually like to plan my romance."
"You can romance me next time," she promises him, also dragging in air after their impromptu little love-making session.
"In a bed?"
"If you like."
Gil laughs, and soon she's laughing too. Because it's new - like, brand-fucking-new - but it also feels familiar. Because it's Thena. He lifts his head up to look at her. "Will you wear perfume for it?"
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fideidefenswhore · 1 year
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Many who knew Henry well seem to have responded to him not just with awe, but with affection. Charles Brandon was, in 1509, just an esquire in the old king's funeral procession, but he rose to become duke of Suffolk on the basis of friendship with Henry, and ended as his brother-in-law. Thomas Cranmer, for whom the king caused many difficulties, held his hand as he lay dying, and seems to have mourned him sincerely. More remarkably, his discarded wives could still speak of him with devotion. Katherine of Aragon wrote in her last letter to him, 'Lastly, I make this vow, that mine eyes desire you above all things.' Anne Boleyn, on the scaffold, said to the crowd, 'I pray God save the king and send him long to reign over you, for a gentler nor a more merciful prince was there never, and to me he was ever a good, a gentle, and sovereign lord.' Anne of Cleves, often to be held to be the lucky one who escaped his clutches without harm, remained his friend for the rest of his life. These levels of attachment should warn us not to make easy assumptions.
Tudor England: A History, Lucy Wooding
#lucy wooding#ok so... a lot to unpack here and please no one reblog this to add stuff before reading my tags lol#bcus i don't entirely agree here but i do think she makes some salient points; and im going to get into it#1) so the example of catherine and AB...setting aside the debated veracity of catherine's letter#(and you can set it aside#she could make this argument different primary sources and it would still stand#like when catherine was informed henry married anne she literally refused to believe it. she said in his great wisdom he would#never do such a thing. so there is a degree of hero-worship even years into her exile and repudiation)#you can't really ignore the circumstances#which is that they have survivors they're leaving behind and they knew that and it would ultimately ; inevitably factor into what they#chose to be their last words....#that being said i don't think you can dismiss them as mere sycophancy / appeal to his better nature either#because last words were considered and are still considered; sacrosanct#it's not a time to lie or even equivocate the truth#i always think of starkey's line for anne's: knowing anne one might suspect satire but the moment was too serious for that'#and i would agree with that#i think it was all bound together: 1) an appeal for elizabeth's welfare and 2) a truth in part#or a truth that had been rather* . she does . maybe more significantly than has been recognized. use the past tense here#he must have been that to her for some period of time#when he stopped being so has been debated by historians ever since#he never was; or right after their marriage#or immediately after elizabeth was born. or immediately after her first miscarriage. or second . etc#anyway so tl; dr while i don't think it's quite as simple as what she's outline here and there are facets to all of the above#i do agree with the general thrust of what she's saying here#which is that...you know. henry was admired and loved by some very admirable people#so there must have been things to love about him#much as that is hard to reconcile with what we know about him and what he did.#that has to be acknowledged and given weight if our understanding of this era and court is ever#to be worth half a salt.
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orcelito · 1 year
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They're gonna monitor meeee & also I'm gonna get adhd testing. Also I nearly just fell off my bike. Not used to having a basket
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naggingatlas · 2 years
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you dont think its possible to feel like youre having a heart attack from a deltarune animation set to living fucking tombstone wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong
#^ read wrong the way wayne says years inside the ring years inside the ring in the sweepstakes#the hyperlink one. its the hyperlink one the other one sucks gallons of ass in comparison im so sorry to the creator im typing w my nerve#endings#like i saw it and was like oh cute its that song i liked a couple years ago yea it fits him ^u^ cool outro BUT#THEY DIDNT INCLUDE THE PART THAT JUST. COMPLETELY RIPS YOU TO SHREDS DUDE LIKE IM SWEATING THINKING ABOUT#IF I FALL I THINK ILL FLY. TOUCH ME. MIDAS. MAKE ME PART OF YOUR DESIGN. NONE TO. GUIDE US. I FEEL FEAR FOR THE VERY LAST TIME *AND*#ITS THE FUCKING SNEO BATTLE. LIKE THATS ONE OF THE MOST IMPACTFUL PIECES OF DELTARUNE FANART THATRE POSSIBLE TO CONCEIVE.#AND THE SOUND DESIGN AND INTERPRETATION OF SNEO'S ATTACKS INTO A MORE PHYSICAL PALPABLE SETTING ITS total schizo mode activation#i saw it when i woke up today (4hoursago) and having gotten to the sneo fight just before bed yesterday it made my whole body tense up and#i just had to go try beat him again. and i did w sound off listening to ordinary life. and i added 3 more stages to my average score#did not fucking beat him obv both the secret bosses are insanely difficult for a mediocre bullethell player but.#really boosted my confidence. i gave jevil off to danny for him to beat. i want to beat spam myself. i need to#honestly dont get people who dislike spam unless theyre only familiar w like. the fanon interpretation or whatever its absolute garbage#a lot of the time but in game. hes just the funniest most peculiar fucking character as everyone in deltarune is. yea hes overhyped but#for a reason baby. hes well written in the parts that we dont see and well executed in the parts we encounter. everything surrounding him#is just so beautifully purposefully out of place and uneasy and psychotic its beautiful. how the fuck can u say he's boring. how.#i adore toby's decision to make this chapter's secret boss much more prominent than jevil i hope they get some interaction as effed up#roomies of kris's pocket lint. not in a shippy way tho thatd be hilarious but just. oh ure kinda like me huh. mb we could be friends#and then they turn into a cartoon fight cloud and u randomly hear their screams when checkin the inventory#but seriously making them at least amicable towards each other would carry a lot of meaning & strengthen the#'if freedom is being completely cut off from society and more importantly your friends for the rest of ur life is it really worth it#for just a glimpse of heaven of ultimate knowledge or maybe peace' narrative of jevil and spam#honestly i think the fact that u probably have to seek out the secret bosses to get the best true ending and that theyre so so#much harder than anything else in their chapters and that theyre all connected to gaster and it makes me think#they carry much of the burden of deltarune's subtext's meaning i mean the subtext carries onto the text onto the main gang's#realtionships uhmmmmmm idk i have to work ill prolly. make a post about this when im finished w everything. and a comic about the sbs.
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ruffgem · 24 days
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i keep seeing peoples parents in the studios helping with setting up their studio space for the exhibition... wtf its so cute i want 2 cry................. i dont even need help setting mine up but im about to force my mom and dad to drive 2+ hours to come help me hang up 6 paintings just because
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toelessbastard · 1 month
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woke up today. I WILL FINISH IT. ITS JUST DIALOUGE. !!!!
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My sixth grade teacher read us a story where someone got stomped to death by a moose (the only other thing i remember about the story was learning about snow blindness) and I’m just supposed to not be scared of moose? I think I’m more scared of moose than I am of grizzly bears. There are guides about how you can survive grizzly bears and how not to set them off and it’s pretty straightforward. Sure, it might not always work, but I’ve usually been ignored by grizzly bears. Moose have the anxiety of a prey animal though, even if most of the predators that went after American megafauna went extinct several thousand years ago. They still have predators, yeah, but adults are basically tanks that can easily handle different types of terrain. They are huge and they aren’t as cocky. They are also a bit less predictable. I don’t hate moose, and I’ve encountered more of them than i have grizzly bears (more black bears than both combined though, but they are fairly easy to exist around without panicking imo) but the moose scare me more. And the mom ones are more defensive than normal and male ones get all heated when they’re horny and if I’m not completely terrified around bears (most, I’m not going anywhere near polar bears if I can help it) because I listen to safety guides and I know all I can do is try to avoid either of us getting aggressive, I should probably be okay around moose, right? I mean, I listen to the advice about them and I’m careful, but no. Your sixth grade teacher reads a book where a guy gets trampled into some pile of viscera and you aren’t taking anxiety medication yet and suddenly you’re probably traumatized and are now scared of moose for life, and in a way that you aren’t scared of a lot of other animals. It doesn’t help that they can be a bit less predictable than bears and that the prion disease makes them a mess. I don’t really have anything against moose, I wouldn’t want to hurt one, but I’m also terrified of them in a way that I’m not scared of many other animals. Most of the other animals I’m scared of were also ones I learned something traumatizing about before I was medicated, but moose are the ones I run into most (aside from rodents but for some reason they aren’t as scary? Probably because the scary part isn’t the rodent themselves, but the haunta virus) so it feels like the most pressing one. I’ll be hiking (or sometimes just existing outside of town) and then a moose will show up and the people I’m with will be like “woah! Cool! Don’t you want to take a picture? You do photography” and I’m shaking a little because nope! I am not getting closer to the moose. I’m aware that they are 30ft away, that doesn’t mean that I’m not still scared.
#emma posts#not sure why the moose thing fucked me up so bad tbh#most of the living things that scared me for life at that time were diseases#part of it is how relaxed a lot of other people are around the animals#like. don’t you understand? that is a creature of terrifying power! (me being totally normal about moose)#or as Europeans would call them. elk.#I’m more chill about draft horses and I’ve actually had one step on me fr#it was fine. I was very small and they were backing out of the stable#and I think they felt something weird under their hoof because they didn’t step hard enough to break anything#and it was only the front of my foot#I’m good with horses though. it’s like anxiety disorder to anxiety disorder communication#and sure. a lot of wild animals around human size could kill me. but the other ones around here I’ve just been around more I guess#I haven’t actually seen a mountain lion in the wild though so that would be tense and interesting. if there are any animals I know how to#read it’s cats. I am also usually interacting with significantly smaller ones. and they leave scratches on accident#mountain lions are skittish and I can read cats but I wouldn’t want to fight one or anything#all of this and I’m still the most scared of moose 🤦‍♀️#me around other local wildlife: these are wild animals and you have to behave properly around each species#me when I see moose: I am in fear and trying very hard to not get any attention at all#that book really did just fuck me up about that species for life wtf#and I’m not about to do exposure therapy with a moose! how would that even happen?!#even bison I’m like ‘they could totally kill me but all you can do is be normal about this’#as in. normal for people who know animals and don’t want to piss them off and die. not whatever the selfies at Yellowstone people are doing
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brucewaynehater101 · 2 months
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It's my hc that the Bats are freaky good with their intuition, and it drives the JL mad. Why? Because Batman gets cranky if someone deviates from the plan and his lectures last for 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. On the flip side, he or the Birds will suddenly freeze, stare at seemingly nothing, and then force everyone to take long detours out of nowhere. When asked what the hell is going on, all they say is they "got a feeling."
Most of the JL is comprised of metahumans or nonhumans so they straight up don't understand what is going on. The non-metahumans also don't understand why the Bats trust their gut instict so much.
I hc that the Bats trust their feeling so well because Bruce taught them to be more observant than the rest of the population, and because of some specific training of Bruce's. He learned it before he became Batman.
Out of all the bats, Jason is the best with his intuition because of his training with All Caste.
After Jason, Cass is the best with feeling out people. It's not because she can read their intentions through their body language. It's a proven instict based on that one guy she didn't like 3 years before they committed their first major crime.
Dick is the best at situational intuition and "reading a room." If he suddenly tenses, the Bats trust that instinct for trouble.
Tim has the best foreboding instinct because he's dealt with so much stupid shit that it might as well be a 6th sense.
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