If a form of language cues you to have an instant emotional response while also halting you from asking further questions, or makes you feel ‘chosen’ just for showing up, or allows you to morally divorce yourself from some one-dimensionally inferior other, it’s language worth challenging. The labels and euphemisms probably won’t kill you, but if you’re after more than just basic survival, surely the most fulfilling life is one your narrate yourself.
— Amanda Montell, Cultish: The Language of Fanaticism
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Steve has a tell when he starts dating someone, which is why Robin always knows when Steve is going on a hot date. There is a cologne that he designates only for date nights. This is how Robin finds out that Steve and Eddie are dating.
"So, who's the lucky lady this time?" Robin asks, leaning over the counter dangling Steve's keys in front of him with a shit eating grin.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Steve responds, rolling his eyes.
Before he can grab for his keys Robin pulls them away. "I know you're going on a hot date because of what you're wearing."
Steve scoffs, trying to grab for his keys again with no luck, watching Robin pocket them in horror.
Robin smirks as she looks him up and down. "You're wearing a Henley tucked into the tightest pair of Levi's you can squeeze that ass into..."
"Jesus, Robin." Steve breaths out, ears turning a shade of pink. "I'm..."
Robin puts up a hand to stop him from speaking even further. "Let me finish." She says smugly. "And to top it off you're wearing Drakkar Noir, which always screams, STEVE HARRINGTON IS GETTING LAID." Robin finishes her sentence with a wide grin, seeing as the pink from his ears has now spread to his entire face making it's way down his neck.
Before either one of them can speak the bell jingles as the door to Family Video opens.
"Come on Harrington," Eddie booms from the open door. "I want to get to the diner before anyone can take our booth."
Steve offers a slow smile to Robin, seeing that her jaw has dropped in pure shock. "Can I have my keys now?"
Still speechless, she digs his keys out of her pocket and places them in Steve's hand.
Just as he's about to pull away she grabs his wrist, "I want details, Harrington."
"In your dreams, Buckley."
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location marker set: where everybody knows your name
happy murderbot day! ive been kicking around this au thing for a very very long time and finally was able to squeeze it out juuust before the new book releases 💦 i think ive drafted this comic 5 separate times, so apologies if it doesn’t make sense at all lmao. explanation is below the cut 👇
so what if when murderbot destroyed central and targetcontrolsystem and 2.0, it… failed? what if something about the alien remnant kept them alive in there? but damaged, confused, and corrupted. so 2.0 wakes up. its memories are corrupted, but tcs uses what it has access to to put together something plausible to get 2.0 to let its guard down, so it can get close, so it can take it over. repeat ad infinitum. whenever 2.0 is lucid enough to do so it starts spamming assistance needed requests, but anyone who’d be willing to help it is long gone by now. it’s just them down here now, alone together.
unless tcs pokes the tiger too much and 2.0 eats it! but that probably wont happen
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“Are you going to complain again that you’re not allowed to hit back?’ said Laurent. The voice sweetened further. ‘Don’t worry, I won’t hit you unless I have a good reason.’
‘Did I seem worried?’ said Damen.”
LMAO bro really said im not scared of you
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Gwynriel headcanons that must become CANON in the next acotar book
(please skitter away if you hate this ship, thank you :D)
A flashback to Azriel’s POV when he rescued Gwyn from Sangravah
A flashback to Azriel’s POV when he found out that Gwyn had been thrown into the Blood Rite
More Valkyries training scenes with trainers Az and Cass!!!
Spy missions with our spy master Azriel feat. his spy apprentice Gwyn
Detailed depictions scattered throughout the 900-page novel (yes, it better be 900 pages long to compensate for the toll this wait is taking on our mental health or else i am suing) on the evolving relationship between Azriel and Gwyn (trainer/trainee > friends > more than friends > confidants > what are we? > lovers > and finally, mates)
Azriel’s shadows playing cupid for their extremely clueless master
Azriel lets Gwyn take her time in exploring her sexuality and is extremely respectful and sweet and patient throughout her trauma healing journey (trainer Az in the pit and in bed OK BYE)
Badass Carynthian and Valkyrie Gwyn saving Azriel during a mission or in a battlefield
Gwyn feels the first tug of the mating bond before Azriel does and she keeps it a secret because she knows of Az’s unresolved feelings for Mor/Elain (MISS SARAH PLS GIVE ME ANGST)
Gwyn showing Azriel that he is more than worthy of love by constantly peppering him with hugs and kisses and words of affirmation because let’s face it, Az’s main love languages are probably touch and words of affirmation
A deeply emotional scene of Azriel finding out that Gwyn (kind, brave, loving, loyal, and beautiful Gwyn!!!!) is who the cauldron has chosen for him after centuries worth of waiting and yearning (I need this alone to be at least 5 pages long)
Gwyn falls first but Azriel falls HARDER
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