#((besides his mother))-

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 293

Jason takes a deep breath. He takes a deep breath, in for ten seconds, out for eight, and just takes a minute before looking again. Nope, there’s still the strange quartet of orbs in the box of what should be stolen weapons (What, the government had enough, honestly) that gave his workers the heebie-jeebies. 

Which is not the vibe he gets from them. In fact, he’s actually kind of concerned with how much he has to beat the Pit back with how quickly it lurches to latch onto the… Well they’re not gems, and he’s a little wary about touching them at first, but the Pit does seem to settle when he does.

Alright, he can deal with this. It’s not like he has several heads in a duffel bag that needs to be delivered or a tiny assassin child back in his safehouse (Seriously Talia, why was he the preferred babysitter?) or an entire gang in Crime Alley to deal with. It’ll be fine. 

…

He would like to curse out his past self, because there’s now four babies in his safehouse that appeared to have fucking hatched from the orbs. Goddamnit. 

[botslayer9000]

I've been itching to draw folk costumes for a while now so i figured i'd jump on the international Miku trend! These Mikus are from Ternopil, Ukraine; and Tula, Russia - one for each side of my family <3

Here are the sources I used for each costume:

TERNOPIL -

TULA:

[a-most-beloved-fool]

another wildly unimportant star trek pet peeve of mine is that i kinda hate it when people persistently call kirk "james", either in fic or in posts. like, yes, he's james t kirk. that's his name. but. he's jim. he asks people to call him jim. every time, it's jim. idk, maybe I'm too trans, but I figure that when someone tells you their preferred name, you use it.

I know a guy named bill. his name's william, sure, but he's bill. he specifically said so. I know an alexandria, who is always ally, and I know an aleksandra who is never ever a nickname. I know a thomas who flat out refuses to be tom. y'know? hell, I know a john who goes exclusively by jack, and a sarah who's riley. and it's rude as hell to ignore that.

I do understand that it's. a bit Silly to have that strong of an opinion on whether or not to call a fictional character by a nickname, but. oh well. i'm a bit silly i guess. like, yeah. it doesn't matter. he's not real. he doesn't care.

but he's jim to me.

[skarkkk]

It was fucking rape. That's my fucking point of view.

What do you mean he liked it? What do you mean it was cheating? What do you mean I like her?

It was rape, there is no other interpretation other than rape.

Robby lived with two addicts and yet he was abandoned in a bar with free access to alcohol, and that's where it started.

He got drunk for the first time, he drank for the first time and he has no resistance to alcohol because he stays away as best he can for the simple fact that his parents were addicts who never cared about him. So he wanted to forget what was happening, to repress all of this and he turned to alcohol because where else would he go when everyone didn't give a damn about him, or his situation with Tory or his emotions? Where else was he supposed to go when his example of dealing with emotions is aggression and addiction? So he drank. He drank to a level where he couldn't formulate a response, a sentence, when Kwon came to talk to him and provoke him, and we know that if he was sober he would have done something. It was obvious on his own face listening to Kwon that he was spaced out, drunk, and then Zara approached him. And took him to her room, from where he came out the next morning. No memory of the night before, a headache, and still looking out of it, as we can see when she kissed him and he didn't even react to it. The level of alcohol this requires is the level of alcohol that prevents someone from giving consent.

— I barely remember last night

— Good thing I do

Can we see the exact connotation that something happened? That she actually took advantage of the boy who couldn't speak to give consent, who couldn't think to say no, who was too drunk for this to be acceptable? The fact that she shows no remorse whatsoever for this happening and yet kisses him again.

Besides the fact that the writers themselves are treating it like it's some kind of cheating with Tory, the characters themselves acting like he's not a vulnerable person being raped by someone who knows better?

I hate her and I hate the writers for making this like it's nothing. I don't want to be that girl, but being that girl, if the roles were reversed, would this be in the show? Would this be treated that way? Or would they actually treat it like the SA situation that it is?

From the beginning, you can see her interest in Robby - starting with that scene in the captains' photo shoot where she talks to Tory. She knows he's in a relationship. All those teasing scenes with Tory. Her taking advantage of Robby. Then the fight scene.

— You chose her over me?

Like, girl, what the fuck did you expect? He doesn't know you, he doesn't like you, you raped him and you're going after his girlfriend - the person he loves? How high is your ego to even consider that he would choose you? Axel's obsession with Sam I can understand more, although I still have my doubts. She was the first person to understand and see his situation with his sensei, she was friendly and he developed a protectiveness towards her. Although his attitude towards Miguel was wrong, he didn't rape Sam or act like a bitch towards her.

Iron Dragons and their obsession with the Miyagi-Do captains.

Zara Malik and the fact that she raped Robby Keene.

[bitchapalooza]

I relate to Sanji too much because it really does seem like he’s adopted the mentality that physical and mental abuse is a form of significant affection but only directed towards himself, like he sees it’s wrong and unjust when other people are being abused, but when he’s the victim he feels this conflicted sense of I deserve it and Wow they love me so much! It’s heartbreaking just to think about tbh

[juchily]

caitlyn try not to become a dictator, engage in chemical warfare and engage in police brutality challenge:

[cantripconundrum]

I'm tired of being jumpscared by Lin Manuel Miranda

[reaping-the-benefits]

M: Baby I know you said no more cats

P: ... what did you do

M: I just- I was going to leave but-

They pull out an black cat, with a white mask that vaguely looks like a skull: I couldn't possibly leave this behind

P: ... Fine, but we're naming it Ghost

Absolutely, yes. Also I'd like to be put on the record that the first cat is a big, fluffy black cat named Echo. You adopted her from a shelter, and she's blind in one from her time as a stray.

You'd been a little nervous about introducing Ghost to her. But she warms up to the younger cat pretty easily. They're both calm cats, so they spend most of the day just lounging around.

A week later, Price comes home with a scruffy, orange kitten who's hair naturally rises on his head, like a little mohawk. You name him Soap.

[daemon-is-perfectly-unhinged]

Rhaenyra: That's the plan, any questions?

Rhaegar, hand raised:

Rhaenyra: Yes, Rhaegar, you raised your hand?

Rhaegar: Your hair looks pretty.

Rhaenyra: Ah, not a question, but thank you.

[sliipppy]

Yall. I haven't read Batman and Robin. Might idk but this panel is so cute and I actually like Joshua Williamson one of the few modern dc writers I enjoy.

Keep seeing it circled around and I love it but it also bothers me because like Babs but no Steph 😔 after everything they've been through. But like that's to be expected tbh what I'm more shocked about is NO TALIA????? And what baffles me is that Ra's is there and also Williamson has been pretty good at writing Talia. Like is there a reason or??? 😭😭😭

Again. I haven't read this. Idk the context behind this. But it just makes me sad to see no Steph and it BAFFLES me that there's no Talia.

[allyriadayne]

ok enough about whatever people keep sending you asks about. you should talk about aegor rivers. for me

been thinking a lot about the period when barba & aegor where in stone hedge after missy became mistress. ok this is more about barba but imagine how resentful she must have been about it, expelled from court and with an icky baby that doesn't stop crying (always for her....). he probably doesn't see her much between barba & lord bracken plotting to make bethany the next mistress and his lessons or whatever brackens do to become one with horses. and i bet he was so lonely and angry and probably told to act certain way because he's still the king's son even if aegon already had daeron and daenerys *just* the same age as aegor. barba parading her son around during EVERY dinner to show bethany she's still relevant even if they are preparing her to bed aegon too. and lord bracken clapping at barba's bitchy remarks like otto saying "good" at helaena during ep 8. and aegor silently stewing on his little chair wishing to be back on the field with his pony.

[nuclearnerves]

that one post thats like "tumblr name a woman challege (impossible)"

[hannibalismos-jaaneman]

the sole and devastating problem with monkey man is that it will literally never be able to push past the people who think the concept of the film disrespects hanuman ji to be exposed in an environment where people see it for more than its name.

[fusionsprunt]

So wait. Gideon k.o himself to be Hunter? Or his organic body still intact? He's pulling a Springtrap??

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[softquietsteadylove]

oh nooooo you've done it again and now heracles au is my new favorite au (what a shame!!!!). seriously that was PRECIOUS and i'd love to see more, maybe he gets himself into trouble and gil and thena have to get him out of it?? cue worry wart gil and thena being annoyed that she was worried sick about him too

"Have you seen the boy?"

Phastos barely looked up from his current project. "The boy--come on, T, you gotta be more specific."

But Sersi had no coyness, looking away from their irrigation plans with a worried expression, "Heracles? No, I haven't-"

Thena continued, becoming increasingly more off put with every person she had to ask. First the young pup won't leave her be and now he's nowhere to be found?

But Gilgamesh was worried. He had been expecting young Heracles to show up at the bake house to sample some pastries, if not get some bread ends for himself. But when the child hadn't shown up, of course sweet hearted Gil became anxious.

She had found him already out searching for the child. That was the only reason she was joining in the effort. If anything, she was increasingly incensed that he would put Gilgamesh through such torment.

Thena walked swiftly, even leaning forward in her stride, walking like a hunter. People not even remotely close to her stepped aside, not wanting to incur any wrath from the Goddess of War. She looked at the edges of the streets, trying to spot any small head of blonde barely a metre off the ground.

"You!"

The guards startled but turned and stood at attention. Their eyes did exchange a look of terror or two.

She walked straight to them, palms already sparkling. "Where is the boy?"

They looked between themselves. Their captain - still without a replacement for the helmet she had defaced last they met - stuttered, "uh, a-a boy, Goddess?"

She gripped the edge of his armour, lifting him off the ground. "The boy--the orphan whose only possession you broke! When did you last see him?!"

Any crowd that was gathered to see the goddess Athena walking the streets was turning and running by now. She shook the man the way she would rattle a jar stubborn to give up the last of its sweets.

"W-W have not seen him, Goddess, we swear upon-"

"Upon what--me?" she snarled at them. She dropped the man to the ground. "If you do see him you will report to me immediately. If I find him first, you will swear upon your own lives not to cause me such bother again!"

The guards scurried off. Perhaps they would take heed and give her a wider berth from now on (she could only hope as much).

"Heracles!" she resorted to shouting his name as she walked. This was the reason she referred to him as a stray. He was loyal, gentle in nature, and - usually - he came running when called.

Poor Gilgamesh would be worried sick.

"You haven't found him either?"

The two streets joined in a point. She frowned at the look on Gil's face, twisted in worry. He was walking around with a pastry in hand, as if to lure the boy out of hiding with it. She shook her head.

Gilgamesh sighed heavily, walking with her as they headed in the same direction. "I know he's probably fine. But you know how that kid likes to get into trouble.

"Indeed," she grumbled. She did know just how much the boy liked to seek out mischief under the guise of being brave. But her anger had to compete with the occupation of her mind Gilgamesh commanded. She took his free hand in hers, "we will find him."

He smiled at her at least, pulling the hand up to his lips.

"Let me go!"

Thena took off like a shot. Gilgamesh wasn't far behind her but she leapt through the streets, propelling herself the way a goddess should. "Heracles!"

"Lemme go!" the small voice repeated, little legs kicking in the air. "I said lemme go or the Champion is gonna show you!"

The shop owner was unmoved, holding Heracles by the back of his tunic like a stray kitten. "Ooh, the great Champion is gonna come save you?"

She would scold him for using Gilgamesh as an excuse for his mischief later. She slid on the cobblestones and stormed over to the man. "Unhand him!"

"Goddess Athena!" the man startled, letting go of the boy.

Heracles landed on his back but recovered quickly, scurrying behind her legs. "He said he was gonna throw me in the fire!"

"That's not true," the baker drawled, but Thena was unmoved. He sighed, "I caught him rooting around in my barrels out back. The young can't just take whatever they want because they're parentless."

If they were barrels containing his waste and day old breads then what did it matter if a child looted them for food? But Thena just glared at him. She had half a mind to string him up like the guards.

Gilgamesh put his hand on her shoulder though. "Sorry for the confusion."

"Champion," the gruff old man nodded to them before turning to return to his work.

"Lay a hand on the child again and I'll slice the building in half like the ends of your bread!"

"Thena," Gil scolded her, waving the alarmed man inside. "She didn't mean that!"

"You cannot speak for me," she grumbled as he nudged her shoulders around and in the opposite direction. If the baker refrained from handling her orphan like a mutt again, then he had no reason to fear.

"And you," Gilgamesh kneeled down to the boy playing with the bottom of his tunic. "I was worried, y'know. Where were you?"

The boy became shy in the face of explaining himself. But Gilgamesh stood in the way of the comfort of hiding behind the dress of the Goddess of War. "The others said you only let me into the great hall because I'm always hungry."

So, if he came already fed, he could prove that his company was welcome and not just out of charity or pity.

Thena also leaned down to better see the child's perspective. "That is why you went rooting for scraps? To prove our company is genuine?"

His cheeks went ruddy and tears collected in his wide green eyes. "I'm sorry, Thena."

She sighed; how anyone had the heart to be mad at such a small and fragile life was beyond her. She was trying with all her thousands of years and she simply did not have the mettle for it.

Gilgamesh moved aside as she stretched her arms out. Heracles, being used to it with his small body, reached out to be picked up automatically. Gil chuckled.

"What?" she eyed him around Heracles' face nuzzling into her shoulder. She was always letting this child get his tears and snot all over her white linens.

"You're a natural at that," he nodded, indicating the way she cradled Heracles' small body against hers, letting the boy sob into her shoulder.

"I disagree," she rolled her eyes, which was quite a strong declaration from her in regards to Gilgamesh.

He just smiled though, pulling her - and by extension, Heracles - close and folding himself around her. His arms closed around her waist, under hers holding the young one. "Come on, you two, let's get some real food."

Heracles only cried harder. Children were such baffling creatures. But Thena rubbed his small back, letting him let it all out.

Gil pressed his lips to her temple. "You were really worried about him, huh?"

She sighed as his lips helped release at least a little of the tension that had built up within her. "No, I was concerned that you were worried over a boy who enjoys trouble too much."

Heracles nuzzled her shoulder, burying himself away in her toga strap.

She rubbed and patted his back some more. "I know that a brave, young champion doesn't worry those around him for selfish reasons."

The boy understood her scolding, nodding with his head still determined to push its way into her shoulder bone. But his small body gave off great warmth, and she found herself leaning her cheek against his mess of blonde hair. "Then let us be home. Gilgamesh was making quite a feast before he discovered you were missing."

"I'm sorry."

On some whim of the moment, she turned her head, pressing her lips to the child's hair. "Do not repeat this."

"I won't."

"And don't eat from people's spares," she ordered. But the boy rested his head on her, his forehead pressing to her cheek. She adjusted him on her hip, "come to us. I will not have you living on scraps."

She felt Gilgamesh give her far shoulder a gentle squeeze, "softie."

She did not think this made her soft. If Heracles was indeed intent on becoming a champion of Athens one day then he needed proper food, not just some old, burnt bread from the gutter.

And if anyone thought she would tolerate him being fed a stray's reject's then they would be meeting the full wrath of the Goddess of War. He was a stray, but he was a ward of the gods, as far as she was concerned. He was an orphan, but he was their orphan.

[lily-ohfally]

WoL QotD: Do you relate/associate any flower any flower with your WoL and if so, what does it symbolize if anything?

Follow up: What made you pick the flower?