#with a heavy heart

[icarlydotorg]

guys. guys. i love donnie with all my heart, but we have to look at the big picture here. the parallel is sitting right there for the taking

@autismswagreblogs @autismswagsummit

#with a heavy heart #i must say mobsweep #i’m so sorry donnie #autismsummit2023

[thequibblah]

with a heavy heart 😎

ask me about my wips!

as ellie knows well but possibly some of you know less well, with a heavy heart is my old kingdom au, born out of my undying love for the books and a recentish reread of sabriel! this au is loosely inspired by sabriel (lily maps much more easily onto her than lirael imo, and ditto for james and touchstone) but only loosely.

honestly i've been putting off writing down so much of this even though it's in my head, so this is as good an excuse as anyy. enjoy!

The Old Kingdom delegation didn't like waiting — or more to the point, Captain Scrimgeour didn't like waiting. James was restless enough by nature, but even he was on edge watching the captain shift from foot to foot and glance anxiously at the snow-covered Wall behind them. He could only imagine Minister McGonagall's irritation.

He eyed his former tutor now, watching the flare of her nostrils. McGonagall opened her mouth and James found himself eagerly awaiting whatever rebuke she'd deliver — but before she could, the wind died down enough that they could hear muffled hoofbeats approaching the garrison. At once the guard arranged itself at attention. James wasn't one of them, but he straightened as well, peering through his specs and the steadily-falling snow for his first glimpse at the new Abhorsen.

There were only two horses. An Ancelstierran soldier, clad in dark blue, dismounted smoothly from the lead one, turning to help the cloaked figure on the horse behind him. But he needn't have bothered. The girl had already hopped to the ground and gathered up the reins, striding through the ankle-deep snow with her mount in hand.

The wind had been blowing steadily from the north, across the Wall — just another factor in the list of things that made Scrimgeour wary. Back in the Old Kingdom, it had been a drizzling autumn morning when they'd crossed. No sign of that here, of course. Ancelstierre and James's home could have entirely different climates in the very same day.

But the wind — ripe with petrichor — died down at that very moment, just in time for James to hear her speak.

"He's a garrison horse, yes?" the new Abhorsen was saying to the soldier, who was now scurrying to catch up.

James wasn't sure what he'd been expecting — she sounded steady, cool, her voice rather deeper than he'd imagined. She didn't sound like she was only eighteen, which made him nervous.

Not that he'd been imagining what she sounded like. A snickering reminiscent of his best mate, Sirius, filled James's head. He hoped if he looked red-cheeked at all, they'd all chalk it up to the chill.

"Yes, miss," the soldier responded. "Ma'am. Ma'am Abhorsen."

"Miss is fine," said the girl. James noted her audible discomfort.

The soldier and the Abhorsen made for a poor party indeed, nothing like when James had seen Ancelstierran delegations and ambassadors arriving in Belisaere, in the Old Kingdom. But then again, he supposed, the Abhorsen wasn't really an Ancelstierran dignitary. She was one of theirs. No matter how distant her relation to the last Abhorsen, this girl was the necromancer who could save them.

This thought rang in his mind as the girl pushed back the hood of her cloak, and never had words and visuals been so at odds. She was close enough now that James could make out she was tall for a girl, but in every other way she looked nothing like she sounded. Her red hair was tousled from the ride, her fringe plastered to her forehead. Her lips were pursed. Bluish smudges made hollows beneath her eyes, which were startlingly green but far from bright. She might not have slept in two weeks, by his estimation. She looked very young.

But the Old Kingdom delegation wouldn't stand there and gawp. McGonagall and Scrimgeour bowed, and so too did the guard; James belatedly followed, lifting his eyes to watch the Abhorsen hand off her horse's reins to the soldier and curtsey smoothly, looking distinctly Ancelstierran.

McGonagall, thank the Charter, took the lead. "I am Minerva McGonagall, advisor to the King and minister of war. A pleasure to meet you, Abhorsen, though I wish it had been under better circumstances."

The Abhorsen's pursed lips tightened. "My name is Lily," she said, quiet but firm.

James sensed Scrimgeour's scepticism; the entire guard he commanded seemed to tense. Before he could properly think it through, he hurried to stand by McGonagall and stuck his hand out.

"James," he said, into the wind-whistling evening.

Her eyes narrowed.

"James," said McGonagall with a note of weariness, "is properly Lord Potter's son. He is the King's cousin, sent personally by His Majesty to escort you north, Lily."

The Abhorsen — or Lily, if that was what she wanted to be called — only studied him longer. It seemed to James that she doubted he could do any sort of escorting, which stung. He was handy with a sword and with Charter Magic besides, and it wasn't as though he wanted to be at the Wall while the Dead strolled up and down the Old Kingdom entirely unchecked.

And honestly, what right did she have to doubt his ability to do his job? At least he'd been trained for it.

His stewing was interrupted by a sudden motion — Lily had raised her arm, bypassing a handshake entirely. The guard startled behind him, the telltale clink of metal announcing hands on swords. But all she did was press one gloved forefinger to the Charter mark on his forehead.

She withdrew it seconds later, apparently satisfied. James tried not to be insulted by this too. He could've told her himself he carried no Free Magic taint.

But she was suspicious of him. Maybe she was suspicious of everyone, a deeply buried, logical part of him said — and yet the fact remained that she didn't seem to think any of them could actually help her. She didn't seem to want to be helpful in return.

James was optimistic enough by nature, but he felt a sudden shock of fear. There was a war in his homeland, beyond the Wall, and the Dead would overrun all that he loved if the Abhorsen couldn't stop them. And this was the Abhorsen they had — eighteen and untrained and Ancelstierran, and no friend of the Old Kingdom. What could come of this?

If she sensed or cared about the awkwardness she'd caused, the Abhorsen showed no sign of it. She slipped like water between James and McGonagall, moving entranced towards the Wall. Bristling, he swivelled around after her.

She was staring at the enormous structure, marred as it was with Ancelstierran barbed wire and explosives. None of this mattered in the face of the Dead, of course, and if the northerly wind persisted, all their gunpowder and technology was rendered useless by Old Kingdom magic. It was ugly and forbidding. The Abhorsen studied it like she'd never seen anything so magical. Maybe she hadn't.

"Let us not stand on formality," McGonagall said, as if it had been her idea to have such a strange, stilted greeting. "We must cross the Wall now if we're to make good progress to the Abhorsen's House."

James thought this was rather too forgiving of the Abhorsen's rudeness. But he scanned the guards arrayed behind a stony Scrimgeour — their expressions ranged from sceptical to outright suspicious. A glance at McGonagall told him she was perfectly aware of this; James realised she wanted them to the safety of the Abhorsen's House as quickly as possible not just for fear of the Dead, but because the sooner the girl looked like a real necromancer, the more faith she'd get from at least the King's own men.

Which meant any hard feelings he had for her had to be firmly tamped down, at least when the others could see him. James stifled a sigh and tried to look less dejected.

"Yes," said the Abhorsen, and then, almost guiltily, "thank you, Minister."

She had not taken her eyes off the Wall.

"Yes," she murmured, "we should go. The Dead are near."

#sunshine lover #with a heavy heart #ask me

[arinewman7]

With a Heavy Heart

Chaim van Luit

Shoes, lead, 2022

#Chaim van Luit #art #artist #With a Heavy Heart #yeah…that sinking feeling #Shoes lead #2022

[snobgoblin]

Don't make Juan Gabriel an icon plz. Rn there's still on going legal battles between his kids and random children of his keep popping up an it's seriously a head ache lmao

uhoh fashion icon status revoked then 😔

#with a heavy heart

[electrozeistyking]

"She's Gone"

This bad boy was started on the third of November, and finished on the seventh. In total, there are thirty panels (all of which were drawn separately).

A good chunk of N's dialogue near the end came to me after I did some improv to figure out what he should say. I have since dubbed it "N's Failure Monologue."

#murder drones #murder drones n #murder drones tessa #murder drones uzi #tessa james elliott #serial designation n #uzi doorman #the absolutesolver #BOY let me tell ya there was some movie magic pulled in areas #even though i told myself to keep it simple... despite knowing how well that worked when i made crash test #ah well. i go overboard so you guys can enjoy the end result #and hopefully not dock off points for my inability to draw characters holding swords. i tried SO HARD #ALSO JUST SAW THE BEGINNING OF THE END TEASER THING BEFORE POSTING THIS #OH MY GOD MY HEART IS DOING THINGS TO ME AND I'M NOT SURE THIS IS HELPING #YES THAT IS THE ONLY TEASER I WILL EVER WATCH BECAUSE IT WAS UNAVOIDABLE ANYWAY (it’s in glitchx 2023) #solveruzi au #zeisty’s heavy hitters #zeisty’s comic stuff

[p0ssumkingdom]

jezus christ im done

ill get to the godtiers l8r

#homestuck #team fortress 2 #art #sprites #tf2 #tf2 scout #tf2 soldier #tf2 pyro #tf2 demoman #tf2 heavy #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #saxton is a heart player btw #artthew #problem sleuth #mspa

[verdi-gris]

Do you ever feel like people want pieces of you but never all of you?

#my heart feels heavy #i wish to disappear #this sadness seems far from going away #text

[drawingroomanguish]

shoutout to tumblr for doing its level best to crunch these to hell

outfits from this lineup I did ages ago. This was supposed to be done ages ago but a bunch of work got in the way

#tf2 soldier #tf2 demoman #tf2 pyro #tf2 scout #tf2 spy #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #tf2 sniper #heavymedic #if you squint #tf2 fanart #tagging this is a fucking nightmare #tf2 mercs #art #click for better quality #in my heart they are all trans and/or nb

[parisoonic]

Rubbin it in.

#tf2 #tf2 fanart #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #team fortress 2 #heavymedic #im a heavy main and my boyf is a spy main but i've been teaching him heavy and ill go medic to help him stay alive lol #and he's CONVINCED that he carries me as heavy when im working my arse off to keep him alive as he thunders around #i never have the heart to argue though as he's SO proud

[thequibblah]

loved ur pjo au!!!! I’ve never read old kingdom but the universe seems so interesting - are you still planning on posting ‘with a heavy heart’ at some point, or do you think that at the moment you’d rather explore old kingdom with only pjo characters????

thank u pal! definitely with a heavy heart is in the works, i have a lot more plot thoughts about that fic so i'm trying to take it as it comes (plus i am due a reread of the later old kingdom books, so i want to finish that first!). but again ty for reading and so glad you enjoyed, and i cannot recommend those books highly enough!

#ask me #anon #in death we stand alone #with a heavy heart

[hiamabbass]

It’s crazy, the shit that we survive.

TRUE DETECTIVE: NIGHT COUNTRY (2024) Dir. Issa López

#truedetectiveedit #true detective #true detective night country #liz danvers #evangeline navarro #jodie foster #kali reis #night country #flashing gifs // #* #heavy hearted and still reeling.... #issa... kali... jodie.... you are everything. #everything! #just beyond profound... in love with this season

[zarla-s]

saw this post, had to draw it

[patreon]

#team fortress 2 #heavy #medic #heavymedic #red oktoberfest #z art #z comic #blood #meant for each other #maybe had some fun drawing viscera #medic made that heavy anatomy chart and then drew the hearts around it like a schoolgirl #medic's not about to say no to an offer of free surgery #medic elbows-deep in there before it occurs to him to ask what he's looking for

[oldpotatoe]

as many of you know, gaza has now gone dark.

targeted israeli strikes have wiped out the telecommunications infrastructure. phone lines and internet services are gone. gazans cannot call their loved ones to check if they are still alive. they cannot call for ambulances for aid. if they survive the increased bombardment tonight and the following nights, they will bleed out alone with no aid.

now i will tell you what will happen in the next few days/weeks, and i pray it to be untrue. unfortunately the apartheid state, also known as israel, has been quite obvious and transparent with their plans.

the stated goal of many politicians over the years from israel, including netanyahu, has been to have the entire strip of land of gaza as israel, with no separate region for palestinians. i am not going to provide links, google is free and i am fucking tired.

what they had done before tonight, in the last two weeks, was destroy over 50% of buildings in gaza city as well as neighbouring areas, so gazans have nowhere to return to. gazans have been forced south, and israel will use this opportunity to have troops in north gaza (currently referred to as the ground invasion) advancing south while bombing "h*mas sites" in the south. israel will do this knowing there are plenty more civilians there that will die, causing terror and panic and having palestinians want to flee to anywhere, anywhere that is safe.

israel is doing this in the hopes that this panic and terror will convince egypt to open the border (well, the border israel isn't currently bombing) so that palestinians can escape to the sinai desert in egypt.

once survivors leave, the area that is currently the gaza strip will 1) be reduced in size if a lot of palestinians stay, should they not be bombed out of existence, or 2) be entirely absorbed into israel if very few palestinians stay, which is the ultimate aim of israel. those remaining palestinians will be moved to the west bank, or the remainder of gaza will be converted to west bank conditions where they'd go through the same problems palestinians in the west bank go through (reduced access to water, checkpoints to go from any place to any place within their own land, getting dispossessed, or randomly killed by racist extremist settlers).

now, egypt has been adamant not to displace the palestinians. in online discourse, people have been dehumanising palestinians by talking about past disruptions in other refugee areas and saying that is why egypt does not want to take them. while there may be slight truth to this from egypt's perspective, the major reason egypt is refusing is that no palestinian refugee abroad has even been given the right to return to their own land. and this will be the fate of gazans if they are made to leave in a mass exodus to egypt/other neighbouring countries such as jordan, which these leaflets from army-backed israeli are threatening palestinians with (photo from salfit in the occupied west bank):

therefore, what i likely see happening is the above bombardment (in increased numbers now that gaza has gone dark) -> mass panic in gaza, more so now that gazans are cornered in the south -> a reluctant egypt, but with the US will promise a large amount of "aid" money to egypt to facilitate the mass exodus of palestinians, the borders will open.

palestinians will be forced out. israelis are already planning on hoovering up the prime real estate there, for amusements park no less!

this is nabka 2.0. this is genocide.

btw, as we speak: israel's leading newspaper is already making claims that h*mas's main operation base is under shifa hospital. the hospital currently housing 50,000 displaced palestinians. the idf is claiming h*mas is using the hospital as a human shield, which is their new favourite phrase to justify killing civilians. so you already know what to expect in the news.

#palestine #free palestine #my heart is so heavy. #meanwhile in tel aviv - parties. halloween nights. weddings and celebrations. meanwhile 50 miles away there is a massacre happening. #dont talk to me about pain if you in any way support the israeli gvt or zionists. dont interact wit this post. i have no patience left.

[servegrilledcheese]

He is half of my soul, as the poets say.

#ts4 #the sims 4 #the song of achilles #achilles #hi i've just finished reading tsoa for the first time and my heart is v heavy rn #two portrait posts in one day can you believe this [evaporates]

[pumpkincalico]

POV the son of a war criminal, an apostate on the run, a banished elf, a dead dwarf, a drunk dwarf, and a possessed rotting corspe walk into your tavern wyd

#The awakening wardens have a special place in my heart #The epitome of “fuck it we ball”(malnourished heavy eyebags on the verge of insanity) #Dragon age #Dragon age origins #Dragon age awakening #nathaniel howe #dragon age oghren #Dragon age justice #Dragon age anders #Dragon age sigrun #Dragon age velanna #fanart #Original art #Character art #Character design #artists on tumblr #artists of tumblr #Digital art #squad goals #my art #calicoart #daocart #Artist

[burningchandelier]

My favorite podcast just disbanded.

From what I gather, taken with the largest possible grain of salt, the Jewish member of the group made a reference to finding a menorah after putting a lot of her judaica away. It was a nice moment for her.

It sounds like this brought on a big dogpile and the two other members of the podcast decried Israel, while the Jewish individual said “hey, maybe it’s not okay to demand this after I talked about a menorah.”

So now the two who aren’t Jewish, who I have always highly respected for their work toward anti racism in podcasting, are posting videos of themselves smashing things in rage rooms and vagueblogging.

These are married, adult people who had solid careers, who were willing to tank their successful show rather than listen to their life-long Jewish friend.

This is just one example of what is happening in the U.S. and how antisemitism is leaching into every element of our lives, but it feels like a good example of the everyday reality that we live with now.

#antisemitism #feeling so heavy right now #my heart is sore #the jews are tired