#in a while

[badsciencejokes]

Extremely helpful

#one #will #see #you #later #the #other #will see you #in a while

[ecstarry]

okay but what if i say that james stimulates reg's clit with his finger while reg is riding him

#i opened my drafts #for the first time #in a while #jegulus #and this was there #marauders #james potter #regulus black #gay dead wizards #james x regulus #starchaser #sunseeker

[niobiumao3]

I keep thinking about how there is a delicate balance of the emotional behaviors of the Batch and you can see it best in what a lot of people complained was a filler episode, that being The Crossing, and to an extent also Aftermath.

In Aftermath we have the infamous food fight scene, which is preceded by Tech and Wrecker's continuing argument about programmed behavior. This will not be the first time Tech and Wrecker argue if they're left to freely interact; it comes up numerous times in the series, and (IMO anyways) stems from the fact that Wrecker is outwardly emotional and Tech is almost 100% inwardly emotional. Tech doesn't process externally like Wrecker does, and has a certain amount of trouble communicating with Wrecker, and Wrecker with him, as a result. So who steps in most of the time?

Crosshair and Echo, and by The Crossing, both of them are gone.

Crosshair is the one who tries to diffuse their argument in the mess hall, placating Wrecker while giving Tech a blatant look of 'stop antagonizing him and eat goddamnit'. He also serves as an added focus for Wrecker's Wreckerness, which means he's less likely to collide with Tech and have an argument ensue. We can see Wrecker variously joshing with the two of them in the TCW episodes and in Aftermath.

Once Cross is missing from the group, it's Echo who acts as the buffer, standing firm against Tech's chaotic nature and Wrecker's emotional reactions. Hunter wrangles them, but Echo actually manages them. It's a very different approach and we see first hand how necessary it was the second Echo is gone. Wrecker and Tech are bickering nonstop and Hunter barely has a handle on them. For the most part he seems prepared to let them sort it out, and I don't know he can be blamed for that.

This is almost the entire point of The Crossing as an episode: to demonstrate how important the group was as a complete team. Not in the sense of 'omg everyone brings one important thing/skill to the table' way but in an emotional, supportive way. Echo was the co-lead Hunter probably needed the entire time, gelled with him perfectly in that roll and tempered Hunter's hesitation with decisiveness while keeping the other three from setting the Galaxy on fire. Cross, Tech, and Wrecker formed a sort of balanced triangle between themselves which kept things at an even keel. With Cross gone, Echo fell into this role, somewhat naturally. This is all on display in The Crossing when we finally see what happens when that triangle is broken and Tech and Wrecker have to directly interact on a consistent basis. It gets messy.

And yet people complain about it being 'filler' and not advancing the plot.

#tbb echo #tbb wrecker #tbb tech #I am yammering because #this build is taking #for fucking ever and I'm tired #anyways whatever it's one of my favorite episodes #this is why midnight mass #is one of my favorite things ever #this episode is like that #everything which happens #is a direct result of #someone's choice which is #in turn based in their characterization #outpost is similar #mayday accepts cross #something he's not had #in a while #and it changes him #stop calling them filler episodes #the bad batch #star wars

[shit-ultrakill-imagines]

imagine having an earthmover as a pet and you take it for a walk but when you come back home it just steps on it accidentally and now you dont have a house anymore

.

#ultrakill #ultrakill spoilers #earthmover ultrakill #if i had an earthmover id be living on that thing. dont even have to pay rent or a mortgage or utilties. just feed it some humans every onc #in a while

[xianha]

One day I hope to hold you without hurting you. Or have you look at me without fear in your eyes.

#xianha #lmk #lego monkie kid #lego monkie king #swk #sun wukong #shadowpeach #shadowpeachshipping #lmk macaque #lmk wukong #liu'er mihou #six eared macaque #macaque #fanart #fml cause this is my first rendered piece #in a while #that i didnt speedrun for once

[hrts4caiiti]

WHY DIDNT ANYONE TELL ME HOW MUCH OF A BANGER BOOK SCYTHE IS????????

#arc of a scythe #rowan damisch #citra terranova #CRAZY ASS BOOK #i love it #best book ive read #in a WHILE

[koreanaswego]

Korean Word of the Day

한동안

In a while

#korea #korean #learning korean #korean word of the day #in a while

[princessofpatras]

Sneak Peek of LYKMC Chapter 14

Auguste didn’t emerge from his room again until Friday evening. Laurent was curled up on an armchair in the library with a book in hand when Auguste clamored down the stairs in his boots. He always made so much noise. Laurent had grown used to a quiet house in his absence. It was still jarring every time Auguste crashed through the house like he wasn’t afraid to be heard.

Laurent caught a glimpse of him through the open doorway as he dashed through the foyer—just a tall blur of denim and worn black leather, and a flash of tousled golden hair. He might have been wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but it was hard to tell. Ever since he’d found it in the attic Auguste wore that motorcycle jacket like a second skin.

He heard the front door burst open—

“Auguste.”

—and close again.

“Uncle,” Auguste said, sounding chastised. “I was just heading out.”

“Where are you going?” Uncle’s tone was smooth and light, but slippery like ice. Laurent sensed the danger in it, even if Auguste did not.

“Just out with Jord,” Auguste answered as Laurent crept up out of his chair and peered around the doorframe.

Auguste’s back was to him, one hand still gripping the handle of the front door. Leaning against the back of the couch in the living room with his ankles crossed was Uncle, regarding Auguste over the rim of a glass of wine he was swirling beneath his nose. He looked comfortable, like he’d been lounging there a while, staring out the entryway to the foyer just waiting to catch Auguste on his way out.

“Jord? Now, there’s a name I haven’t heard in a while.” Uncle didn’t seem to see Laurent across the hall. His eyes were on Auguste. “Is everything all right between the two of you?”

“Yeah,” Auguste said brightly, “everything’s fine.”

“Will you be home for dinner? I’ve invited Torveld.”

Auguste hesitated. “I don’t think so, sorry.”

“That’s a shame.”

“Give him my best, though.”

“I will. I know how fond he is of you boys.” Uncle raised his wine glass to his lips. As it caught the light from the window and flashed a red wink, his eyes flicked to Laurent.

Laurent ducked back behind the wall, heart exploding in his chest. Auguste and Uncle were still talking in the foyer, but he could no longer make out their words over the drum of his own heartbeat.

By the time his pulse had slowed enough for his heartbeat to retreat from his ears, he heard the front door close. The following silence that crept in like the tide told him that Auguste was gone.

“Laurent.” Uncle’s voice was calm; he did not shout his name, but Laurent flinched as though he had.

He emerged from the library, reluctant to part from the wall which shielded him, but too afraid to ignore his uncle. There was nothing to be gained from stoking his anger; better to face the punishment he was about to receive for eavesdropping than to add disrespect and disobedience to his list of sins.

When Laurent lifted his gaze and mustered the courage to look his uncle in the eye, he did not see the anger he’d expected there. Instead, his uncle’s eyes were bright with mischief. He tapped Laurent under the chin with his knuckle and offered him a conspiratorial smile. “Your brother always looks so guilty when he lies.”

Laurent blinked back his confusion, like trying to adjust his eyes to a sudden change in the light. “You just let him lie to your face,” he said slowly. “Why?”

“My dear,” Uncle said with a twinkle in his eye, “if I revealed every time I knew he was lying to me, I would only be helping him learn to hide his lies.”

Something shifted uneasily in Laurent’s stomach. Does he know when I’m lying too? Uncle had risen to his feet as he was speaking and was now standing very close to Laurent, his head bent to his level. The thick, sour scent of red wine on his breath was suffocating. Laurent angled his face away, searching for clean air, but Uncle’s wine glass appeared under his nose.

“Have some wine, Laurent. You look pale.”

Laurent took the offered glass and slowly raised it to his lips, trying not to inhale through his nose. He usually liked wine; especially the fancy reds Uncle would let him try when they were alone. He didn’t know why this particular glass was so repulsive to him. He took a small sip, careful not to grimace as it went down.

Uncle did not take the glass back when Laurent tried to hand it to him. He stared at Laurent with a mild expression, quirked an eyebrow ever so slightly, and waited. Laurent looked down into the burgundy depths of the glass in his hand. Before he had a chance to lose his resolve, he tipped the contents into his mouth, draining the glass. He had to fight against his gag reflex to swallow it.

Satisfied, Uncle took the empty glass from his hand, set it down on a side table and smiled at him. A warm flush was creeping up Laurent’s neck and onto his cheeks.

Then the amusement drained from Uncle’s eyes, and he expelled a deep sigh. “I worry about your brother. He’s not well. You saw how he was last night. I just wish I knew who he’s really seeing when he goes out. I hope he’s not putting himself in danger.”

Laurent chewed his lip, momentarily forgetting how much Uncle hated that habit. “There must be something we can do to help him.”

“Torveld is attracted to you.”

The words hit Laurent like a slap, blindsiding him. It was not even a statement he could deny. His uncle had seen them together at his birthday party. He looked down at his hands, where he began picking at a tender hangnail.

Uncle said, “He will try to come on to you this evening at dinner.”

“I won’t do anything to encourage him,” Laurent scrambled to say, “I promise. I’ll tell him I don’t see him that way.”

Uncle clicked his tongue. “That would be rather awkward. I’ve given Torveld my blessing.”

“I … don’t understand.”

Was the room spinning just a little? Laurent wasn’t usually this much of a lightweight. Maybe it was because he’d skipped breakfast again. He tried to take a step backwards and stumbled. Uncle placed his hands on Laurent’s shoulders to steady him.

“All you need to do is play along,” Uncle said. “That is, if you’re sincere about wanting to help your brother.”

#the working title for this chapter is ‘lying is the most fun a boy can have without taking his clothes off’ btw #if that tells you anything about what this chapter may hold #i know that 9pm on a thursday is an irregular time for me to post a sneak peek but i just realized i haven’t given you guys any crumbs #in a while #and ive been working on this chapter forever lol #but well anyway here it is #the snippet ive chosen to tease chapter 14 #hope you like it #lykmc updates #lykmc #ch14 sneak peek #my writing #captive prince fanfic

[nonbinarygerard]

self portrait in oil

#i was just having fun #havent let lose in oil #in a while #from a mirror! #sometimes i like to paint crazy colours #self portrait #my art #oil paint #oil painting #oil on canvas #art #artists on tumblr #i could change somethings #but i like it #alla prima

[delurkr]

Shall we take a moment to appreciate that John earned the name Jumpy John before the bus crash and everything else went down? It's not just the spooks having him rattled, jumpy is just the way he is and the way he is is beautiful ✨

Also with that said, I'll see your Jumpy John and raise you a Jumpy James and a Jumpy Joseph as well, because baby Clarke kids knowing their power and plotting new and devious ways to give Dad a heart attack is canon to me 💖

#you know btw i dont think taylors too old to pull the time honored plop-your-books-to-the-floor-to-scare-your-teacher thing every once #in a while #just to make his life a little harder #i think she should be allowed to do that #ramblings #john little hope #james clarke #joseph lambert #the dark pictures anthology #little hope

[035kg]

2024 bodychecks

#sadly i need to let yall know that #ive gained weight #lmao #not really a surprise considering a havent posted #in a while #so... #ive been trying to restrict but idk #also started doing some exercise but last year i hurt my knee and since then ive had trouble with that #im currectly like 41kg? #i think #i hope bc if i gained any more im gonna kill my self fr #also i need to lose weight for june bc im going on vacation yay #so #idk if ill post more or anything #ik yall dont care but if anyone wanted actual updates i post way more on twt #ANYWAYS #me #bodycheck #thinspo #but not even #ed things #tw ed but not sheeran #pro for me not for thee

[deanzboyfriend]

Jason Todd isn’t just boyfriend shaped he’s MY boyfriend shaped

#can you guys tell I’m currently obsessed with Batman verse #Jason Todd #url crisis number 374847848 bc I haven’t used tumblr a #in a while #tempted to change it to something batman related #anyways #Jason Todd is my boyfriend <333 #(yes I am aware that every fictional man I’m obsessed can NOT in fact be my boyfriend but do I care?? absolutely NOT) #he’s my boyfriend and so are the rest of my bfs idc idc

[yyuuraii]

asian/aussie/nz/oceania qsmp enjoyers 🤝 a win for once

#in a while #tho i lowkey do kinda feel bad bc all qsmp members live in the west (i think) thus the time seems unfair #yyuu rambles

[soncrunning]

https://www.tumblr.com/doubletaileddoubletrouble/748152139057184768/took-this-a-few-hours-ago-thought-id-share?source=share

Your brother seems to like sunsets

-totally anonymous anon

Wow, I can't help but remember when we were younger and often had to sleep outside in the wild. Good times, indeed 😆

When he comes back, I'm taking Tails camping, that's for sure

#he missed him #so much #sonic has not slept very well #in a while #sonic ask blog #sonic the hedgehog #ask blog #ask sonic #roleplay #ask me anything #ask me stuff #sonic #sonic fandom #ask me things

[noelbobby]

Here we have a woman named Diane. Diane's favourite biome has to be scrubland. She met her wife, Daphne, in a scrubland. Daphne was the first woman Diane ever met with a grown out mustache. Well, Diane was a woman with a mustache as well on that interesting day, but nobody knew that at the time. Oh, yeah, Diane's trans and Daphne's not, by the by. Sexuality statement time, Diane is bisexual.

#noelbobby #noelbobby humans #art #digital art #trans #transgender #trans woman #bisexual #haven't done a pattern like that skirt #in a while #really should #I enjoy the effect

[euphreana]

Saw this and couldn't resist. (Reyetsa deserves it.)

#haven't posted #Reyetsa #in a while #been trying to push the Refuge characters lately #Reyetsa's my blorbo though #:3 #nescient