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adobe-outdesign · 1 year
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Love the implications with this line:
This is post-timeskip which means it took Duncan 40 years to finish the website
This line is what snaps Duck out of his brainwashing, implying that he finds the idea of Duncan completing the website more improbable than his friends suddenly being 40 years older
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respectthepetty · 1 month
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I'm going to be obnoxious about that black bracelet because in the future, San Pang is going to say "Qian and I are very glad that you can move on" after Yuan returns with the true belief that Yuan has moved past his love for Qian.
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Only for it to be revealed in the same dinner that Lili and San Pang are seeing each other, and for Yuan to sit in the background snacking (after having already eaten) as the shit hits the fan between everyone.
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Because Yuan is still wearing the black bracelet four years later even at that dinner table, he is still in love with Qian, and he will not judge Lili for who she loves.
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I'm a sucker for color-coded jewelry and a man who knows how to wear it.
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98chao · 9 months
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yall i drew these back in may when i finished the devils playhouse and just forgot to post them so im doing that now
also obligatory shitpost:
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soleildrawsstuff · 1 month
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The future of all witches
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anormaladn · 27 days
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HEY- UHM----
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sunsetcurveauto · 4 months
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im so happy we're getting to see annabeth geeking out! first the arch and then the mechanics of the park, even trying to figure out how to reverse the effects of the golden chair i cant wait to see how more of her interests pop up!!!
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cosmosnout · 4 months
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They are really cool
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commandernachos · 4 days
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This is where we part
Happy birthday MOTHER 3 I love you WOOFWOOFBARKGRRWOOFBARKWOOF
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moviesstoriesandbooks · 6 months
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You know how poison is one of the easiest way to get to royalty and they had testers for that specific threat?
Imagine if Kim one day gets roofied by some low level human traffickers who don't know the youngest Theerapanyakul brother by sight , while Kim was in his Wik-out-and-about socialising zone , completely unrelated to his usual mafia shenanigans?
Like he takes one sip and knows he fucked up , tries to stumble over to his high security room but only makes it till the door before they nab him.
But Porchay shows up , all tall (taller than Kim) and a bit more massive then Kim remembered him to be , stares down the low lives while flashing his golden Theerapanyakul crest and carries Kim by his arm over Chay's shoulders to the lift ?
What if Chay gives up dragging Kim by his dead feet and just straight up bridal carries him to Chay's "minor family heir's" fully furnished suite ??
And what if Kim wakes up next morning under the duvet , with his leather jacket removed and his belt buckle loosened , then sees Chay passed out softly snoring on the squishy sofa??
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Masterpost
Edit: That should be "Marcille undoing her hair" in full. There's gonna be a separate listing for Marcille as a character
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poppyseed799 · 5 months
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I see a lot of people disliking secret life and that’s fine having ur own opinion and all but since I’m a little baby who cries whenever someone vaguely suggests they might not totally like what I like, I simply MUST say something about it
… All I’ve gotta say is that the entire life series has ALWAYS been an experimental series. It’s good that they’re trying something drastically different this time. It’s not close enough to the other ones? Well, that’s cuz they’re experimenting with it.
Also many of the complaints on the series would not exist if not for the fans. The tasks would NOT be so stressful if the fans didn’t harass people for not following them exactly as they interpreted. It’s been said multiple times in the season that it is up to the person doing the task to determine if they did it correctly or not. We have to trust them on it. Even if they blatantly failed, if they see it as a success then it is, because they wouldn’t lie about that. They would be honest if they genuinely think they failed. However I’m seeing them now say things like “I don’t want people to harass me for it so I’m just going to hit fail” no!!! Fans stop it 😭
But on its own it’s a fun challenge. Seems like a fun series to be in, if the fans don’t bother you. So I wouldn’t say the gimmick is the issue. People just need to lay off.
I personally am not sure how well this season will end? I feel like at some point they’ll have to drop the gimmick. But that’s part of the fun of the life series, how experimental it is. I love that they keep randomly adding rules in the middle of the season. They’re experimenting to figure out what works! That’s always been the life series. And this one is a big change, a big test. And you may not like it. Next season they’ll just create a new gimmick accordingly, taking note of what did and didn’t work out well in this one (if there IS a next season…)
I just don’t get the “it doesn’t feel like the life series” thing when all the seasons were meant to be different anyways lol.
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nadekofannumber1 · 1 month
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Monogatari series Off + monster season
Orakamonogatari (tshukihi undo) trailer gif set
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kinnporsche · 2 years
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KINNPORSCHE: THE SERIES (2022)
I made this place for you. A place for you to love me. If this isn’t a kingdom then I don’t know what is.
— Richard Siken, Snow and Dirty Rain.
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dindjarindiaries · 9 months
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All I know is that if I hear that flute sound in Ahsoka it’s over for me
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shawolsos · 3 months
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Way really is just a Severus Snape dupe huh
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bearsinpotatosacks · 2 months
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I wrote a snippet of Bones welcoming some new Starfleet medical cadets. I'm not sure exactly how training works for Starfleet doctors, but after watching ER, I get the idea that it works mostly the same. Start training, do your rotations as a third year medical student, but I like to imagine that once you've chosen your area, surgery, psych, etc, you have to do a rotation on each kind of Starfleet vessel. Maybe they start on a starbase, then go to small ships that may or may not need your specialisation, then end up on some of the big ships such as the Enterprise. Enjoy!
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Looking at the group of fresh faced cadets in front of him, he knew that coffee wasn’t going to be enough. He hated when they hosted cadets. Partially because the little fuckers didn’t leave him alone when he was working, anything and everything he did was ripped apart and he couldn’t walk for two seconds without some question that a stupidly simple answer. The other reason was that they didn’t pester him anywhere near enough when they were off duty. It was like they were trying to pack all their questions into their eight hour shift and then were too scared to hold break their silence. 
Part of the journey of being a medical student, at least in his opinion, was pestering your mentors. You had to really get on their nerves because no matter how much it pissed him off, he knew that they had to learn somehow. And the ones who disregarded his gruff exterior, who plucked up the courage to ask him questions ten minutes after he’d woken up, or ten minutes before he was going to bed, were the ones who he answered. Not the fifth one in a row who’d stopped him as he went to go and check on a scan for a patient. There was a time and place for bothering him and these cadets never seemed to learn when that was. 
“Welcome to your rotation on board a constitution class vessel,” he said, not bothering to put any effort into the script they gave him to say. “This is where you’ll learn about the vital part you play, yada yada yada, be on the cutting edge of discoveries, yada yada yada, and face the final frontier.”
He rolled his eyes as he took a sip of his coffee. “Now that the mandatory stuff’s out of the way, here’s your real induction.”
The cadets looked at each other confused. Ah, so naive, they didn’t know about his reputation yet. Good, he wanted them to be shocked when they learnt how he really was. 
“Real induction, sir?” One of the cadets, who looked unnaturally groomed for someone standing in a sickbay, said.
He held up a finger and stopped the cadet before he continued. “First rule of sickbay, no one is sir, especially me, if you call me sir, I will not answer.” They seemed more puzzled. “You can call me Doctor, but that might get confusing fast, McCoy, Leonard, Len, or any number of curse words or well divised nicknames that I have no doubt the nurses will teach you in your time here, will suffice.”
They wrote that down. He almost laughed, but decided against it, he didn’t want to confuse them any further. Seeing them all so fresh faced was rather jarring for someone like himself. Medicine was in his blood, so to speak, it felt like a lifetime ago that he was in their place, all squeaky clean. Yet again, he hadn’t trained in Starfleet. And that was another point. 
“Who can hazard a guess as to why I don’t like being called sir, or by my rank for that matter?” 
Scanning the crowd, he didn’t see any hands popping up. Disappointing, he at least expected one person to be enough of a swot to look into the crew of the Enterprise. None of them were surprised when they saw Jim was their Captain, or Spock was XO, yet none of them did research into the department they were going to work in?
A sigh was on his lips as a cadet, near the back with her hair suitably tied out of her face, raised her hand. 
“Yes, Ms?”
“Cotteril.” She answered. “Is it because you didn’t train with Starfleet?”
“Bingo! I trained in Atlanta, Georgia, and despite the wonders we’ve made in socio-economic policies in the last few hundred years, some places remain rough, and nowhere else is that seen than in large cities. So trust me when I say, I am a doctor more than I am an officer of Starfleet, and I expect every single medical professional who works on this ship to follow that same rule of code.”
He stopped with the half hearted attempts at humour and made sure to stare across the group. A few of them gulped, some were either confused, or others annoyed. 
“My father, god rest his soul, was a doctor in the middle of bum fuck nowhere, so I learnt medicine in the best way you can, the messy way. My first experience in the medical field was helping a horse with a c-section because there ain’t no vet hospitals in the Appalachian Mountains, I can tell you that for free.” His accent was coming out now, it always did when he talked of his childhood home. “And I want you all to understand that when you walk into my sickbay you leave your politics at the door, understand?”
They didn’t reply. 
“Excuse me, I thought I asked y’all a question.”
“Yes, doctor.”
“Good, because if you have Vulcan with a sprain and a Klingon bleeding out, I expect every one of y’all to pick the Klingon,” He gestured at them with his coffee mug, a splash got on the floor. “So, repeat after me, the Hippocratic Oath is my Prime Directive.”
“‘The Hippocratic Oath is my Prime Directive’” The group chorused.
He nodded at them again, “Good, you may now step into sickbay.”
Turning around he gestured for them to follow. He’d never say the q-word, but he was grateful that there weren’t a lot of people in today. The last thing he needed was some part of engineering breaking and causing an overflow of red shirts. They weren’t the best of friends, engineers and those in sickbay, and it wouldn’t be such a problem if they knew some kind of first aid down there. 
“I will give you a full introduction of staff when we do rounds, but first I'll give you lesson number two of serving in the Enterprise sickbay,” he turned on his heel to face them. “Do not disrespect a nurse. Not only because they do some of the most vital and downright disgusting jobs there are to do, they set up the beds, machinery, administer the drugs, take samples and bathe the crew when the replicators malfunction and start spewing rotten fish guts in the mess hall, don’t laugh that happened last Tuesday, but also because if you do you will get doing rectal exams for most of your time here while also, most definitely, getting a mystery hypo that will make your dick turn purple, if you have one, or make you grow one if you don’t, and you won’t even feel it either. Understand?”
Yet again, more confused faces. One cadet was looking down at his trousers, concerned. 
“Excellent, now for the tour.”
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Take this an early WIP wednesday, I guess? I'm not sure if this will go anywhere apart from this snippet, but it could. I mainly just had this scene fully written in my head this morning and finally had a chance to write it.
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