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autisticlancemcclain · 7 months
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It’s a stupid thing to be hurt about. Lance knows it is. He knows absolutely firsthand, now, how much worse things can be; hell, he has been through objectively worse! Several times! He was blown up! It gave him brain damage!
His eyes burn, anyway, and the lump in his throat is impossible to choke down.
“It doesn’t fucking matter,” he mutters harshly to himself, voice hoarse. “It doesn’t — it’s not serious. Chill out.”
He’s been repeating the same mantra to himself on and off all day. Longer than that, really.
But this time it doesn’t work. He knows why, but he thought he was — he’s supposed to be okay with this. He’s an adult. He’s eighteen years old! It all feels so — stupid and juvenile, and he’s not stupid and juvenile, and it’s not even anyone’s fault and there’s no fucking reason to be mad, except that he’s four goddamn years old, apparently, and can’t fucking handle a situation without crying like a stupid fucking toddler.
It’s just that he —
He clenches the quilt tightly in his hands, squeezing his eyes shut.
He’s been working on this for over a year.
They don’t have a ton of free time, as paladins. They’re constantly on missions or training or planning or spending hours in the healing pod as a result of the missions and training and planning. There’s always a million things to do. But there are moments, here in there, when at least one hand is free, when there’s time to wind down, have some time to yourself.
Lance has been using his rare pockets of time to collect scraps of fabric, from worn curtains to torn flight suits to beautiful decorative things gifted on diplomatic missions. It was something he did with his Abuela at home, from when he was barely big enough to see the sewing machine from her lap, and the sound of the piercing needle and weaving thread is a comfort, now, something familiar he can do with his hands, something to remind him why he’s on this haunted castle in the dead of space, billions of lightyears away from home.
He’s proud of it. It’s by no means the first quilt he’s ever made and it shows in the straight lines of the stitching, the swirling patterns of the patches. It was a calming process but a difficult one, too, and he’s poured his heart and soul into it, seeing together the reds and blues and greens and yellows and blacks to make something solid of their frantic time in space. He’s been too excited to keep it to himself, even, mentioning it here and there, bringing it up during conversation at dinner.
He hadn’t expected everyone to drop what they were doing and write a fucking poem about it, obviously, but he had — he thought there’d be something. Anything. When he draped it pointedly over his lap during movie night, tracing the stitches with his pointer finger, he’d expected someone to say, woah, cool, you make that yourself? You were telling us about it!
His face burns hot with shame, and he swipes angrily under his eyes. How fucking arrogant. It’s just a — it’s a fucking blanket made of worn scraps. They’re fighting a war. He can’t believe he expected a fucking — fluffing of his ego, or whatever. It’s embarrassing. It’s a child whining for their mother to watch them do half a cartwheel.
He balls up the fabric, resisting the urge to rip it to shreds, and stomps down the hallway, blowing past a bewildered Keith. He nearly slams right into the wall as he rounds the corner, staggering to the side at the last minute, yanking open the hatch of the garbage chute and stuffing the quilt in.
“Fucking — come on.” The stupid fucking quilt is too bulky. He slams both palms flat against the bunched fabric and shoves, but his arms shake, and the harder he presses the more frustrated tears well up and steam down his face, and the weaker his arms gets. “Go — in!”
He rears his fist back and slams it into the ball of fabric as hard as he can, but the stupid thing stays jammed. With a shout of frustration he kicks the side of chute, hard, but all that does is damn near break his toe, so he pounds the quilt with his fists again and again and again and —
“Fuck off!” he screams, kicking the stupid chute one more time before giving up and slamming the lid back down on it. It doesn’t do anything but make the whole thing look a thousand times more pathetic; his stupid childish quilt stuffed in a garbage chute where it belongs but refusing to slide down like the ugly eyesore it is. The sobs that he’d been choking down since the beginning of that stupid fucking movie tear their way out of him and there’s not a goddamn thing he can do to stop them, so he turns and flees, leaves the ugly thing behind him, sprinting all the way to his room, furiously wiping his eyes. He throws himself on his bed at full speed and nearly cracks his head on the wall when he bounces on the mattress. He snatches the nearest pillow and hugs it to his chest, shoving his face so deeply into the down that he can hardly breathe, sobbing so hard he has to choke down vomit.
He’s a fucking idiot. A fool. A goddamn child.
He cries until he passes out.
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acaesic · 3 months
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do do do. dodo dodododo! aaaah
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banisheed · 9 months
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TIMING: After [this] LOCATION: the streets PARTIES: Alan is here but like a whisper in the wind CONTENT: no warnings SUMMARY: Siobhan sees that Alan did not die from her sick burn.
Siobhan was content; her day had been full of devastating insults on the internet and stale cake. One insult had been so devastating that she never got a response. When she thought about it-- the fact she had called Alan a "coward"-- she smiled. Obviously, she thought, her insult must have been so painful that he died.
When she saw a man that looked like him walking around, she assumed it was someone else. Still, she stared. Slowly, his features turned undeniably familiar. Shocked, Siobhan ducked in the nearest alley.
Her devastating insult had not some how spontaneously murdered him; he had just ignored her.
Siobhan was sad.
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theseventhveil1945 · 1 month
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i have to confess i've been caught up in a fever for peter weller this week simply the way he presents the history channel series engineering an empire and this outfit is bewitching me
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simayeeet · 1 year
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randomly rating wei advisor ships (dynasty warriors)
this is half joking half judgement
seeing the shipping of the wei strategists feels like a mix n match sort of deal
guo jia/xun yu - classic, almost universal across 3k media, but dw versions tbh do not have chemistry (why is guo jia the top almost every time he is not a top get real) 2/10 (just because xun yu is nice and worries about him doesn't mean he'd bang him)
guo jia/jia xu - they have almost the same interests and play off each other well, good chemistry 10/10
guo jia/xun you - its extrovert/introvert, it's p alright, they work off each other well 8/10
man chong/guo jia - big/small, i can see it, they both seem like they'd be stupid together and pissing xun yu off they will have a fun time no matter what 6/10
man chong/xun you - big/small, airhead and exhausted, kinda cute but there's prob little chemistry 5/10
man chong/xun yu - tallest advisors ig, seems like xun yu would be acting like his mom a lot, don't see much chemistry 2/10
man chong/jia xu - incompatible 0/10 (friendship though, man chong probably will tell jia xu everything he's seen)
xun yu/xun you - they're blood related pls no -100/10
xun yu/jia xu - old man yaoi spiritually, likely not much chemistry considering jia xu's past employers, 0/10 (sure, xun yu wouldn't hold a grudge for long but he'd probably not be too comfortable)
jia xu/xun you - extrovert/introvert old man yaoi 10/10 (they're both the same size too)
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sima yi is a wei character edition:
sima yi/jia xu - schemers, nothing beyond it tbh unless jia xu annoys him about being a little rat 3/10
sima yi/guo jia - clashing work ethics, party pooper/party haver, it gives me that kind of energy where the ship is one person annoying the other a lot and the other reacts to it always 5/10
sima yi/xun you - incompatible 0/10 (yi's loud laughing)
man chong/sima yi - has a similar air to him being shipped w/zhang he but instead of dancing and beauty its traps and not knowing where doors are 5/10
sima yi/xun yu - intellectually matched, but at odds constantly for different ideals which is kinda sexy 7/10
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2000srockstar · 7 months
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1 and 2 for all three sections for whatever tav u love the most >:) choose a favorite child !! hehe
HEHE YAYAYAY!!!! i'm gonna use my beloved orchid bc he's rly the only one that i use atp <333
GENERAL 1. Where can your Tav be recruited? Are they first encountered on the Nautiloid, or in the Nautiloid crash region? Or are they not recruitable until a later act? You can find Orchid at / around Auntie Ethel's house! He knows her already because he is a different hag's servant, and he's seen her around before. Hags are always up in each other's business, so I imagine she'd recognize him and bother him even if he tried to avoid her.
2. Do the other companions have special comments or reactions upon recruiting your Tav? YES. Astarion actually knows Orchid. I came up with him after watching the scene where Astarion admits that he couldn't bring himself to take someone to Cazador and got punished for it, and I was like "Oh, I can OC-ify this guy..." I've seen people interpret that man as being Sebastian, but that doesn't really make sense to me because he seems to imply that the man really got away? Also this game is my playground, and I make the rules now so. Even if that gets confirmed, I do not care, I love my OC too bad. ANYWAY, Astarion has a Moment when they meet again. Orchid also has a Moment. UNFORTUNATELY, they are both really good at covering up their Moments, so they both think the other doesn't remember them etc etc shenanigans ensue. They lie. They scheme. It's all very fun.
STORY SPECIFIC 1. How does your Tav advise the player character when it comes to the Dream Visitor? Orchid has mixed feelings about the Dream Visitor because he serves a hag that can literally look into / haunt his dreams to keep him in line, so he really does not trust like that at first. He'd advise against listening to them the first time they visit, but he'd be easily convinced to trust them based on the fact that they (and the tadpole) seem to be actually Blocking the hag from appearing in his dreams.
2. How do they advise the player character on Raphael? Oh, he super doesn't like Raphael just based on the fact that he's trying to strike a deal with them. He knows how easily deals and bargains can be twisted against you, especially with something so heavy. He'd definitely advise against listening to him.
ROMANCE 1. Is your Tav a romanceable character? Are there any specific requirements to romancing them? Yeah. :) He has a problem where he likes Mean people despite being generally morally good (a bit of a schemer and a liar most some of the time but not out of malice), so I think it'd be funny if the requirement to romance him was having negative approval. Like, if you have good approval with him and try to flirt, he's like "Awe, that's really sweet of you. Unfortunately, you're not my type :/" *looks over at astarion and sighs dreamily* 2. Does your Tav need to be flirted with to start the romance, or will they approach the PC themselves if approval is high enough? He'd need to be flirted with! He is very timid about romance, so he wouldn't approach first.
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literallyabanana · 1 year
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Must even the ghosts be furries now?
“Brother Bear Sees a Wraith”
Really undercuts the menace lol
I just posted the still here, but it’s actually a gif of light from traffic illuminating the ghost for just a flash. It’s such a cool effect of the light revealing the ghost. Imagine making something this good and innovative but then make them fucking fur people or whatever. It’s like reading an amazing book that just ends with the protagonist farting themselves to death. It’s an undignified waste.
And before anyone comes for me- The artist isn’t using animals because they are conveying a unique message that wouldn’t be as poignant or understandable with a human subject. It’s because there is this bizarre need in modern culture to make everything an abstraction and all art only observed from a distance. Nothing is visceral. Nothing is happening to YOU. It’s happening to some bear that kinda sort of represents you. This is lessening all the effects of the otherwise fantastic work of art. It’s like squidward putting his nose on the statue of David.
And I know I sound like a snob. I know this is just a creative little picture someone had fun drawing. I just wish some creative works somewhere didn’t have to pass through seven layers of irony, memes, references, 4th wall media savvy trope winks, and niche subculture aesthetic.
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blowjob-horseguy · 1 year
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Talked about the consequences of gender non conformity in my women's studies class today. I was the only trans person there. The only not cis femme woman in my group.
It fucked me up. I still. I'm shaken and so depressed. It was a civil conversation but it took so much for me to direct them away from like a cis woman being called a bitch for having confidence (which is a important conversation) into like the fact that trans and gnc people fear for our lives on a regular basis.
Even after i brought it up, the person in my group who was writing it down wrote "WOMEN- physical and sexual assault". And only after I correct her she put men too in tiny parenthesis in the corner.
My fucking professor when I mentioned that you don't hear about violence against butch women as much as fem men, she took that to mean it wasn't happening!! IN A WOMENS STUDIES COARSE
I just NEED cis people to know that when you try to say not fitting into their gender box is soooooo different based on what gender box your not fitting into. ALL YOU ARE DOING IS MAKING ANOTHER GENDER BOX.
The conversation on how misogyny and transmisogyny influence the way people are treated. The invisibility of transmascs vs. The hyper visibility of transfemmes. The erasure of unaligned non binary ppl. These are all very important conversations. But it seems like only other trans people are listening and it's infuriating
The whole discussion just highlighted for me how invisible I am. How invisible our issues are to ppl outside our community. They don't know more of our family dies every year, they don't think about that everytime they have to choose what bathroom to go into. It's not even a second thought for them.
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kirillmarchenko · 2 years
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matt duchene 🤠
😟 time to get in trouble again
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every time i hear an avs fan talk abt how much they hate him 10 years are added to my life. thanks for helping cbj sweep tampa bestie just gonna remind everyone of that real quick ! also thanks for growing the hair out and accepting the vibe of someone who crawled out of the trash it’s 10/10
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iloveizla · 2 years
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being a cunt and being cunt are 2 different thingz but im both ⭐️
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the-overanalyst · 6 months
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it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.
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cadaverkeys · 4 months
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You guys rlly don't realise how much knowledge is still not committed to the internet. I find books all the time with stuff that is impossible to find through a search engine- most people do not put their magnum opus research online for free and the more niche a skill is the less likely you are to have people who will leak those books online. (Nevermind all the books written prior to the internet that have knowledge that is not considered "relevant" enough to digitise).
Whenever people say that we r growing up with all the world's knowledge at our fingertips...it's not necessarily true. Is the amount of knowledge online potentially infinite? Yes. Is it all knowledge? No. You will be surprised at the niche things you can discover at a local archive or library.
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happyheidi · 8 months
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𝖠𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖠𝗇𝗇𝖺-𝖫𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝖲𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗇 | 𝖨𝖦: 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺_𝖺𝗋𝗍
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bamsara · 4 months
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"youve already written that trope" yesss. i like it a lots. i will be writing it again. 1000 stories of the same trope over and over again for ten million years
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zkyeline · 11 months
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a couple of eepies
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"what's the appeal of drag kings" because women are my favorite guy next question
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