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[softquietsteadylove]

Hey I watched eternal recently and fell in love with thenamesh! And I found your blog and fell in Iove too!!

If you still accept prompts I have an idea:

The Eternals are fighting against the deviants and in the middle of the fight one deviant sprays some kind of invincible non smelling gas towards Gil who is fighting another one. He inhales it, resulting that he loses his power for a few hours. A big surprise when he was punching the deviant and his powers are just gone, making him an easy target!

Let the drama begin! ❤️🫡

"Thena!"

Gil slid into the path of whatever attack the Deviant facing them had in store--in this case, some kind of gas pouring from its mouth. He held a hand in front of his face. "Okay, not really what I was expecting."

Thena pulled in the edge of her spear, swinging the blunt ended staff around her as she moved, clearing the heavy gas away from them. "What was that?"

"I don't know, I've never seen one do that before," Gil coughed faintly, waving his hand around his face. The Deviant snarled at him and he raised his fist. "Yeah, yeah, take it easy."

Thena's head snapped around like lightning at the sound of bones cracking. "Gil?"

The Strongest Eternal pulled his hand back, roaring as his fist - for the first time in his immortal life - failed him.

"Gilgamesh!" Thene screamed, it being pulled from somewhere deep down. She moved in front of him, catching the beast's teeth on her staff and sharpening its end again. She swiped the blades of her trident against its mouth, making the monster recoil. She turned her back to it, only to examine Gil's injury. "What did that thing do to you?"

He hissed, cradling his hand that had broken against the rigid bones and fibrous muscles of the enemy. It was swollen, his bones were moved oddly, the skin was broken and bleeding. It looked like a human hand, with a very human injury. "I-I don't know!"

Thena turned, sensing as soon as her enemy was in proximity again. She rammed two of her blades into its open maw and then sliced her way out. It recoiled again, snarling in pain.

Under any other circumstance, she would be on top of that thing, tearing it apart as it lived and breathed. But she had more important things to worry about. She had the single most important thing in the world to her to worry about.

Thena held the eyes of the monstrosity, now prowling back and forth, monitoring her for a weakness. She held her blades aloft and at the ready, watching its every move in return. "Try it--I defy you."

"Thena," Gil managed through gritted teeth. He was feeling pain like a human would, too. "Don't let that thing do this to you. Just run, get the others."

"Absolutely not." She didn't have to think twice about it. And he was right; tactically speaking, if she also suffered the same loss of Cosmic Energy as he had, then they would both be easy prey.

But even then, she would fight that thing with her bare hands if she had to. It would not be given another opportunity to hurt Gilgamesh.

"Thena, it's okay," he tried to persuade her as she backed him up behind her. Thena on any other day would never back down from a fight. But Thena with something to protect was less of a predator.

"It hasn't tried it again," she said to him more quietly, still keeping the Deviant in check. Every time it so much as prepared to lunge at them she would shift her weapons in her hands, the glow and sparks of them spooking the miserable creature. "Perhaps it can't afford such frequency."

The Deviant swiped in their direction with its claws. It was nowhere near actually reaching them, but it was a display of ferocity.

"Stay away from him!" Thena had her own display of ferocity, calling up any form of weapon she had at her disposal, flipping through them like pages in a book. She swung them and twirled them in front of her, over her head.

The beast jumped back as she cracked a whip onto the ground between them. It bared its massive teeth at her, but she snapped the whip again.

"Thena!" The Soaring Eternal called from above, his eyes shooting the monster in the back as he flew over them.

"Ikaris!" Thena called out to him of her own volition. He was just as surprised as Gil was at it. "Gilgamesh is hurt!--you handle this one!"

For all he and Thena were at odds, they were still comrades with a mission in common. He shot down to the Deviant, wrestling it away with his strength and a stubbornness he shared with the Warrior Eternal.

Thena immediately let her weapons dissolve and ushered Gil into the gates of the city. "Ikaris will handle that thing."

"I'm surprised you trust him to," Gil laughed, although his pain was far from numbed. He held his hand close to his chest as they hurried to safety. He sighed, looking down at the useless - for him, at least - appendage. "How did this happen?"

"I don't know," Thena admitted in a tiny, fragile voice. He had never heard her sound like that before. She was also looking at his hand as she lead him back to the temple. "I...I don't know."

Gil walked with Thena at his side, her hands on his back and his arm as she both guided and supported him. It was only his hand that was injured, but the pain coursing through him was like nothing he had endured before. It made his whole body stiff and crumpled in posture. Were humans really so fragile? No wonder they needed protection all hours of the day.

"Ajak!" Thena called out before they were even inside, once again startling her partner at her side. "Please!"

Ajak, as well as the rest of the Thinkers, rushed out to meet them. "What happened?"

"A new defense they've developed," Thena barely muttered out as Gilgamesh extended his hand as much as he could bear. Thena eyed Ajak as she reached out for the hand, ready to protect him from even the healing hands of their Prime if that was what was required.

"That shouldn't be possible," Phastos shook his head, although he took a step behind Sprite after receiving a murderous glare from the Warrior Eternal.

"It's shattered," Ajak muttered as she took in the extent of Gil's injury. She looked at him, "this will hurt."

He nodded, prepared for the worst.

Thena slipped her hand into his good one, letting him squeeze as much as he liked. He could crush even her bones if that was what he needed.

Gilgamesh let out a ghastly sound as Ajak pulled his bones back together under his skin. Bones were no easy matter, requiring more than just regrowing some blood and skin cells.

"I'm sorry," Thena whispered to him as he endured Ajak's 'healing'. She pressed her forehead to his bicep, letting his hand squeeze hers as if his life depended on it. "I'm sorry, Gil."

"Just a little more," Ajak winced, as did the other Eternals behind her. It wasn't everyday one of their own sustained an injury to this degree. And it was always painful to witness when the healing of one took place.

Gil gasped for air as Ajak finished, nearly falling to his knees when she was done. He blinked, looking completely dazed and barely conscious.

Thena let him lean against her, whispering soft, loving things that no one - not even he - could decipher. She held his far cheek with her free hand.

"What did that thing do?" Ajak asked, not that she expected an answer to that right now. Between Gilgamesh all but foaming at the mouth and Thena's rabid protectiveness over him, she doubted she would be getting any answers until he was rested. "Take him to the Domo."

Thena required no permission, let alone order. She pulled Gilgamesh along as slowly as possible, guiding his stumbling steps.

"Isn't he better?" Sprite asked the Prime, watching the Fighters hobble away together.

"I healed his hand, but it's like his Cosmic Energy is just...gone," Ajak grimaced, poofing out her fingers in illustration of it. "I didn't know they could do such a thing."

"I'll see if I can find any answers," Phastos volunteered.

"Might wanna wait a bit before runnin' any of yer tests," Druig spoke up from the back of the group. He nodded his head towards where Thena was finally disappearing with Gilgamesh beside her. "Unless a'course you wanna try gettin' anywhere near 'im while she's up and fightin'."

Phastos immediately shrivelled at the idea. "You might have a point."

"Leave them be," Sersi spoke up on behalf of her sister. "I'm sure Thena will know as soon as Gil is well again. We can ask our questions and run our tests then."

Ajak nodded in agreement with the Elemental Eternal. "Sersi is right. Until then, just...give them their space. Gil may not be able to fight, but I think Thena will be ready to kill any of us if we ask anything more of Gilgamesh right now."

[trickstersaint]

i want to introduce you all to a project that is very close to my heart... or lack of one. anyway. for anyone who has ever wanted to play a poem. i'd like you to meet aromanticism

(link opens itch.io - she'll run on html in your browser! please be nice to her!)

[crowatyourwindow]

Kenji and his cow Hanako II were the best duo from wan change my mind

[potassiumprincess]

i think marinette is worse at resting when she's sick but adrien is worse at sitting things out if he's injured. i have no explanation, these are just the vibes

[inkskinned]

so one of the things that's so horrifying about birth control is that you have to, like, navigate this incredibly personal choice about your body and yet also face the epitome of misogyny. like, someone in the comments will say it wasn't that bad for me, and you'll be utterly silenced. like, everyone treats birth control like something that's super dirty. like, you have no fucking information or control over this thing because certain powerful people find it icky.

first it was the oral contraceptives. you went on those young, mostly for reasons unrelated to birth control - even your dermatologist suggested them to control your acne. the list of side effects was longer than your arm, and you just stared at it, horrified.

it made you so mentally ill, but you just heard that this was adulthood. that, yes, there are of course side effects, what did you expect. one day you looked up yasmin makes me depressed because surely this was far too intense, and you discovered that over 12,000 lawsuits had been successfully filed against the brand. it remains commonly prescribed on the open market. you switched brands a few times before oral contraceptives stopped being in any way effective. your doctor just, like, shrugged and said you could try a different brand again.

and the thing is that you're a feminist. you know from your own experience that birth control can be lifesaving, and that even when used for birth control - it is necessary healthcare. you have seen it save so many people from such bad situations, yourself included. it is critical that any person has access to birth control, and you would never suggest that we just get rid of all of it.

you were a little skeeved out by the implant (heard too many bad stories about it) and figured - okay, iud. it was some of the worst pain you've ever fucking experienced, and you did it with a small number of tylenol in your system (3), like you were getting your bikini line waxed instead of something practically sewn into your body.

and what's wild is that because sometimes it isn't a painful insertion process, it is vanishingly rare to find a doctor that will actually numb the area. while your doctor was talking to you about which brand to choose, you were thinking about the other ways you've been injured in your life. you thought about how you had a suspicious mole frozen off - something so small and easy - and how they'd numbed a huge area. you thought about when you broke your wrist and didn't actually notice, because you'd thought it was a sprain.

your understanding of pain is that how the human body responds to injury doesn't always relate to the actual pain tolerance of the person - it's more about how lucky that person is physically. maybe they broke it in a perfect way. maybe they happened to get hurt in a place without a lot of nerve endings. some people can handle a broken femur but crumble under a sore tooth. there's no true way to predict how "much" something actually hurts.

in no other situation would it be appropriate for doctors to ignore pain. just because someone can break their wrist and not feel it doesn't mean no one should receive pain meds for a broken wrist. it just means that particular person was lucky about it. it should not define treatment.

in the comments of videos about IUDs, literally thousands of people report agony. blinding, nauseating, soul-crushing agony. they say things like i had 2 kids and this was the worst thing i ever experienced or i literally have a tattoo on my ribs and it felt like a tickle. this thing almost killed me or would rather run into traffic than ever feel that again.

so it's either true that every single person who reports severe pain is exaggerating. or it's true that it's far more likely you will experience pain, rather than "just a pinch." and yet - there's nothing fucking been done about it. it kind of feels like a shrug is layered on top of everything - since technically it's elective, isn't it kind of your fault for agreeing to select it? stop being fearmongering. stop being defensive.

you fucking needed yours. you are almost weirdly protective of it. yours was so important for your physical and mental health. it helped you off hormonal birth control and even started helping some of your symptoms. it still fucking hurt for no fucking reason.

once while recovering from surgery, they offered you like 15 days of vicodin. you only took 2 of them. you've been offered oxy for tonsillitis. you turned down opioids while recovering from your wisdom tooth extraction. everything else has the option. you fucking drove yourself home after it, shocked and quietly weeping, feeling like something very bad had just happened. the nurse that held your hand during the experience looked down at you, tears in her eyes, and said - i know. this is cruelty in action.

and it's fucked up because the conversation is never just "hey, so the way we are doing this is fucking barbaric and doctors should be required to offer serious pain meds" - it's usually something around the lines of "well, it didn't kill you, did it?"

you just found out that removing that little bitch will hurt just as bad. a little pinch like how oral contraceptives have "some" serious symptoms. like your life and pain are expendable or not really important. like maybe we are all hysterical about it?

hysteria comes from the latin word for uterus, which is great!

you stand here at a crossroads. like - this thing is so important. did they really have to make it so fucking dangerous. and why is it that if you make a complaint, you're told - i didn't even want you to have this in the first place. we're told be careful what you wish for. we're told that it's our fault for wanting something so illict; we could simply choose not to need medication. that maybe if we don't like the scraps, we should get ready to starve.

we have been saying for so long - "i'm not asking you to remove the option, i'm asking you to reconsider the risk." this entire time we hear: well, this is what you wanted, isn't it?

[yallemagne]

I’m so sick and tired of people pretending Scott Summers isn’t a hot piece of ass. “Jean should leave Scott for this X-Man, Jean should leave Scott for this X-Man” I will gut you like a fish— have you SEEN HIM? Cyclops is fucking hot and I’m tired of y’all pretending he isn’t.

[wherewolf]

the responses i’ve seen to shiv’s ending seem very quick to write her off as just another sad victim of the cycle, which isn’t without truth BUT!!! that is not even remotely the summation of shiv’s story.

i don’t think she votes yes to “save kendall” or to try to finally set her brothers free. and i don’t think her main concern was that ken was becoming their dad. she absolutely noticed and didn’t love it, but that was not her motivation in betraying him. she was thinking about herself.

it’s tempting to make a martyr out of her as she is the only female child and we see her suffer the onslaught of misogyny that comes with that. but to make her into a saintlike figure who got beat takes away the power and intelligence behind her decision.

at this point she’s stuck between two non ideal choices, but she recognizes that they have accidentally made her the single most important player in the game. because while she can’t have the outcome she’d prefer, she has the power to decide the fates of everyone else. the written off lone woman now holds in her hands the fate of every man in her life.

so she thinks about the long term benefits of both options and realizes that one side leaves her completely without any leverage.

her brothers have proven to her multiple times in the last few days alone that they will cut her out and walk all over her the first chance they get. siding with them leaves her nothing to bargain with. she would just have to hope that ken would actually take care of her. and that level of vulnerability is not only unacceptable to her, it’s stupid. and shiv fuckin roy is not stupid.

so she thinks about the other side and about what she actually wants for her life. and against her better judgment, it’s becomes unfortunately clear that she wants tom. the way she wants him is not altogether loving or even good but it is necessary to her. she sees relationships as having winners and losers and she chose this man specifically so that she could be confident in her ability to win. except now he’s grown some balls and made himself unavailable to her.

she may not like the way her husband is evolving but she already placed her bets on him, so she’s sure as hell not losing to him now. there’s also a part of her that feels intrigued by this new man she’s married to. it’s interesting to have a sparring partner in him instead of having to looking for excitement outside of their marriage.

so for maybe the first time ever, she processes what tom has said to her and thinks about what he actually wants.

he needs her to prove that she cares. he needs to know that she is capable of sacrifice. if she can’t find it within herself to do this for him, then she will lose him, and by extension, she will lose.

siding with tom gives her the opportunity to once and for all make a grand-stand gesture of love, but more importantly, it creates leverage for her. never again will he be able to hold the moral high ground over her head. never again can he say she doesn’t love him. never again can he call her selfish or uncaring. above all, he can never betray her again, because she just removed all of his moral justification for turning on her. he doesn’t realize it yet, but she’s just taken back all the power in their relationship. just in a more subtle way than she’s used to operating.

and just like that, she has the ceo of a multi billion dollar company in her pocket, while situating herself as the only descendant of logan roy to still be playing the game, having removed her brothers from the equation permanently. she may still be far from the top but she’s creating a path for herself to climb.

so yes, she’ll let tom play king for a day, and she’ll have his baby and say “congratulations,” and play the gracious wife, but tomorrow is a new day with lots of room to maneuver. and when her husband puts out his hand, she’ll place her own on top. but she won’t grasp it because she doesn’t need to.

[unknown-cold]

It's painful how Vi screams to express her sad feelings.

Experiencing intense anxiety, intrusive thoughts or flashbacks, in response to screaming, whether real or imagined.

So let's not forget guys that Vi also suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder or related trauma-related conditions.

[poisoned-pearls]

2nd year dance

(taken minutes before flo and rook got into a physical fight over their gfs being the queen of the dance)

[boxesblr]

replaying the clip of Cleo saying "etho doesn't take himself seriously at all, but he takes other people seriously. That's part of his charm" over and over again in my head. It's so clarifying to me

[mostmagical]

I really love the detail of garrus always being that one step behind shepard... and not in the literal "got your back" sense (though of course I love that too), but in the figurative "just short of crossing the finish line" sense. like ME1: when you meet garrus, he's already been on this saren case, he's just been unable to get anyone to take it seriously. in walks shepard, and shepard is able to do all these things garrus couldn't quite do: becomes spectre, is taken (somewhat) seriously, goes on galaxy-wide chase to take down saren. wins. garrus has always been trying to do "right" in a way that makes sense, and here's this human that just already knows how and DOES IT.

then ME2, garrus is still on this quest to do right. he manages to put together a team, but ultimately, this enterprise is a failure too. he just can't quite make it. but that's when shepard arrives, picks garrus up, and in one day defeats the gang leaders that garrus has been after for MONTHS. also important to note without getting into the whole religious symbolism of it: his team is 11 people, with garrus himself being the 12th. by the end of ME2, shepard successfully accomplishes their goal with a team of 12 total. 12 followers. 12 disciples. I'm not getting into it. but. just look at those numbers. you know what I'm trying to say.

by ME3, garrus DOES make it over this finish line. he DOES get his promotion and people respecting him. but it sucks. after years of striving to get to the finish line, to cross that mountain, he gets there and it's so much pressure. but the wonderful thing is, now instead of being a step behind, he's shoulder-to-shoulder with shepard, which allows for the open communication and support that the two of them get to have because he GETS IT. he was watching the whole time from behind. he's seen all the highs, and the lows, and now in the low low, he knows what it's LIKE. it's like this wonderful full circle moment where he's able to support the person he's looked up to for so long.

[tittyinfinity]

I just remembered that up until 5th grade, all of the sports teams I was in weren't separated by gender. I played basketball and baseball with boys. And we did just fine.

It wasn't until 6th grade when they segregated it by gender. It didn't make sense to me. I was now in softball instead of baseball, because "softball is for girls" and "baseball is for boys" (which confused me bc my dad was on an adult softball team).

Now, my brother's all-male team didn't win a single game. My all-girls team won every single one.

They presented the boys' team with this HUGE trophy, and if you wanted replicas of it, they were $30 each.

My team was presented with a very small trophy. Extras were $5.

That's when I decided gender-segregated sports were bullshit.

[sersfandomthings]

wanderer

(referenced from that one shot in the 3.3 interlude quest)

[blackbatcass]

listen I know it’s kind of corny and inaccurate to act like every single person in the dc universe knows each other and is besties but it IS endlessly funny to me to follow the web of connections and see how many degrees removed from each other everyone is.

like look at the arrowfam okay. ollie and dinah are together, ollie is homoerotic best friends with hal, dinah is homoerotic best friends with babs. roy is dating dick, has a kid with jade, and is basically an adoptive father to both grant emerson and rose wilson. connor is dating kyle and is constantly followed around by eddie fyers. mia is friends with a lot of the second gen teen titans kids, had an on-again-off-again thing going on with steph for a while, and is currently dating sienna. emiko is besties with courtney and some of the other recent teen titans. sin has a small army of protective aunts from the birds of prey. the real question is how far does it go before ollie puts a cap on the number of people who are invited to family brunch on sundays

[loulovingho]

wait is the whole thing of Tommy saying "it must be nice to have a whole crew behind you" foreshadowing that when he and Buck go through their rough patch, Buck will have Maddie, Josh, and Bobby to talk to and Tommy will... have no one?

[sare11aa11eras]

So like. The Riverlands, or at least Harrenhal, have like a gravitational pull. Which is why Catelyn, Jaime, Brienne, and Arya can’t ever escape there. Even in death, Catelyn can’t leave. Her memory and her body are bound together and to her homeland once more. And Jaime and Brienne spend all their time in ASOS in the Riverlands, and you think they’ll escape back to civilization and King’s Landing, and they do, but a) they are changed irrevocably from the people who started out so like did they really leave? and b) King’s Landing turns out to be a brief respite only. They must return once more, and they may even die there. And then Arya spends like two whole books there, wandering and traveling and never getting to where she needs to go. And even when she leaves, even with the whole Narrow Sea between her and those forests and streams, her consciousness and her soul still reside there, and she returns there every night, renewing her connection. Okay? They are stuck. They’re trapped. It’s just endless forest and rivers and the occasional band of outlaws or travelers or abandoned castles. Which, none of them can leave, either. Gendry and the Brotherhood are still there, even when their original purpose is lost and their leader dies. Jeyne, the orphans at the inn, Ravella Smallwood, the Freys, the Brackens and Blackwoods, the Bloody Mummers, the bear from the Harrenhal Bear Pit— they are all trapped. Okay?