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ride-a-dromedary · 6 months
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I like to think that when animals in the Grove had babies around springtime, the lot of them would bring them to Halsin first if they were inclined to bring them to anyone - like a cat taking her kittens to the human she trusts most to show them off.
And he would appropriately marvel at them and congratulate the mothers, or gently tease the new parents that they've responsibilities now, always with the softest murmur of awe in his voice, because no matter how many times he has been firsthand witness to new life over the centuries, it is always a blessed thing, and their trust means the world to him.
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a-bit-of-cest · 7 months
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Baby daddies spoiling their captain~ 💕👒
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No, see, now I'm thinking about Iris teaching Phoenix how to plait hair and getting emotional about it because like. The first person who ever plaited her hair was probably her mother, right? And I think Morgan's the kind of mum who's rather strict with hair, meaning that it'd be drawn very tight and be a rather painful affair. After they leave Kurain, I'm guessing that Iris still may not have known how to braid her hair but Dahlia did, and so Dahlia was the one who used to do it for her before eventually teaching Iris to do it herself; and, while I don't think Dahlia was as rough as Morgan was, she did learn how to plait from her, and she has nails, so it still hurt a little. But that's how Iris learns to plait her hair: with a touch of force and an emphasis on bridled control. It's necessary, when you're working up in the mountains since it keeps strands out of the way.
But then she goes to Ivy-U and meets the kindest, gentlest man she's ever known, and he gets curious as to how she does her hair, so she shows him. It's the first time anyone's ever touched her hair and truly cared about not hurting her -- he's hesitant to even comb his fingers through it because he's afraid of tugging on her scalp -- and she has to change the way she moves as they slowly, carefully work their way through the two braids together. Yes, it takes longer than it normally would, and the braids are looser than she would usually wear them, but they stay, and it's the first she's ever tried plaiting them in a way that's different from her mother and sister -- the first she's ever considered it, even -- and it shows her, irrevocably, that kindness and gentleness can be just as effective as the harsh strength her family has always prided and possessed. It's the first time that Iris has used her hands in a way that feels truly natural to her and not been ashamed for her own weakness.
And she carries that with her for the rest of her life; just as he carries what her hands showed him as he brushes his fingers through her younger sister's fairer brown locks, while she sits in jail and does the same to her own long, dark hair, now black as it should be instead of red.
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roughentumble · 1 year
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you all say you like nontraditional omegaverse dynamics, well what about omega geralt who likes to top, huh? what about that.
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maydayparkers · 1 year
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Hands down one of the funniest miscommunications in Spider-Man comics was the time that Felicia dramatically broke up with Peter and then fucked off to Europe for an undisclosed amount of time and then came back to find out the asshole had taken it as a sign to propose to his college on-and-off and then was like
“WE WERE ON A BREAK, PETER! 🫱ON! 🫱A! 🫱BREAK!!”
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narwa · 8 months
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mosstrades · 1 year
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I love my Pathologic fixation because it just recedes and comes back like the tide. I'll go a couple months with it being a calm buzz of "yeah, those games are fucking incredible", and then I'll see the right fanwork or watch the right essay or just hit the right thought at the right time, and it's like getting engulfed by a wave and suddenly all I can do is rotate Daniil Dankovsky in my brain.
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millennialgrandma · 7 months
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you know you've reached the pinnacle of self-love when you can roll out of your sick bed post-fever dream, drag yourself to the bathroom, catch a glimpse in the mirror and go "still cute though"
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apomaro-mellow · 6 months
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I'm not even done with Matchmaking Harringtons and im already thinking of ways to bring Diane and Jonas back
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lovenona · 2 years
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no one: 
me: so my spinoff, dionysus, that is my magnum opus, the love of my life– 
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thehumblenest · 2 years
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i want to feel the coziness of having a small warm lil one tucked in my arms, against my chest, heartbeat to heartbeat.
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Winter my beloved ty for the fact that I can sleep under 3 blankets that is almost enough and I absolutely don’t hate you every time I go outside <3 <3
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sassmill · 7 months
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My salad being a hit with the board of trustees just unlocked a whole new spectrum of secret housewife emotions
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crowdvscritic · 10 months
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crowd vs. critic single take // ONE FLEW OVER THE CUCKOO’S NEST (1975)
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Note: This is a modified version of a review originally written for ZekeFilm. Photo credits: IMDb.com.
Randall P. McMurphy’s (Jack Nicholson) latest run-in with the law has sent him to a mental hospital. At first, he breathes life into a sterile world built on schedules, routine, and negative reinforcement. For the first time in who knows how long, his fellow patients are living a little, but any hope the colorful Randall brings to this white and khaki world is challenged by the orderly (literally and figuratively) Nurse Ratched (Louise Fletcher). She sucks up the breeze Randall blew into the first half of the film and turns Cuckoo’s Nest into a tragedy born of her rigidity.
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CROWD // If you want to have fun at the movies, skip the 1970s! 
Yes, I’m well aware my take is in the minority for film fans. I’ll never deny the artistry and impact of movies like The Godfather, The Last Picture Show, M*A*S*H, Saturday Night Fever, and Taxi Driver, but I also can’t deny many of the decade’s essentials leave me feeling miserable thanks to dark themes, serious subject matter, and long runtimes. And thanks to this Best Picture Project, I get to add One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest to that list!
While the first half of the film finds comedy in its quirky characters and the most dysfunctional boat heist of all time, it’s not long before McMurphy and his friends’ story turns bleak. We’ve made progress in how we talk about and treat people with mental health issues since Ken Kesey’s novel was published in 1962, but Cuckoo’s Nest is haunting because it speaks to more than its literal setting. Though most of us will never live through situations so extreme, we’ve all had to shed bits or our identities to conform for our own protection in one way or another. I put on 2002’s Best Picture nominee The Pianist while I wrote some of this, and I found the Holocaust drama put me in a mood similar to when I was watching the 1975 Best Picture winner. Both stories are built on authoritarian power structures surgically extracting undesirable people from a larger society, and the only hope for survival within them is falling in line and no longer thinking for yourself. Ratched stamps out individuality and punishes dissent with physical torture so upsetting I don’t even like looking at the pictures of her. 
POPCORN POTENTIAL: 5/10
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CRITIC // Even if Cuckoo’s Nest kept me up past my bedtime because it wouldn’t stop rattling around in my mind (if you’ll pardon the crude expression), I won’t attempt to discredit its Oscars legacy. The directing and screenplay are taut as the hospital cornered bed sheets, Nicholson is at the top of his game (winning his first Oscar), and Fletcher’s icy performance is subtler and more believable than I expected. Bonus: The supporting performances from Danny DeVito and Christopher Lloyd have only aged well as they’ve become more beloved performers since this release. Cuckoo’s Nest is also a member of the exclusive Big Five Winners club (Best Picture, Director, Actor, Actress, and Screenplay) with It Happened One Night and The Silence of the Lambs. Arguably more significant, it beat out a Best Picture nominee considerably more fun (and more important to the history of modern movies): Jaws. (The other contenders were Barry Lyndon, Dog Day Afternoon, and Nashville. What a year for you ‘70s cinema enthusiasts!) Though Jaws may be more top-of-mind half a century later, it didn’t need the Oscar win to cement its legacy—Cuckoo’s Nest is a powerful essential of the decade, and its Best Picture win ensures it won’t be forgotten to time.
ARTISTIC TASTE: 10/10
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prettyneedyboytoy · 1 year
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No offense to whoever did my creature design but instead of getting migraines I should go into heat
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gremlingottoosilly · 3 months
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You got me thinking the monster 141 with a pet that gets sick poor thing has a bad fever and is all achey and teary🤒 Price, Soap, and Gaz are all way too warm to cuddle and their pet is whining and crying when they do the only one that she can cuddle with is Ghost cause he’s cold💕
Yes, it's Ghost time! Monsters can't get sick from human diseases, so technically, you could have spent your time with anyone...but in reality, you just can't sit with Soap and his heated body next to you while you already have fewer!! It's impossible!! And as much as he and Gaz pout and whine, it's Price who is ultimately forbidding every one of the living parts of the team to sleep with you - well, until the moment you would feel freezing instead of burning, at least. He understands humans more than the younger members of the pack - and he knows that you are fragile right now. Better to obey your wishes if you're being reasonable. Ghost doesn't really understand how his deadly presence is helping you while you're sick, but he is down for your attention. He might not look like he wants to be by your side all the time, but he is starving for your attention, craving your little touches - so when you're just delirious enough to press your burning forehead against his shoulder and whine, he is short of ecstatic. Gaz would somehow wiggle his way into your nest, too - the feathers are surprisingly good at making your body temperature more consistent while you're being thrown from feeling extremely cold to extremely warm in mere seconds. He could get scolded for bothering you later, but right now, he is content with hugging you tightly and smiling when Ghost is trying to get your body closer to his - the lieutenant is quite jealous.
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