#double posting kinda day

[escyn]

You wanna get out of here?: Dancing

@atlasapphicweek Day 4

[Image ID: Kyoshi and Rangi are sketched dancing in the middle of a large group of people. Rangi is in front, facing the viewer, dressed in a sampot, a sbai draped over one shoulder, and a range of jewelry, posed with one hand held aloft. Kyoshi is standing behind her, bent down slightly so that their heads are level almost level to press her lips into Rangi's cheek. One of Kyoshi's hands cups the one that Rangi holds aloft while her other hand is laid possessively on Rangi's hip. They both look at each other, slight smiles on their lips, mouth slightly parted. Both the people in the foreground and background are blurred and slightly transparent. White text at the bottom reads "Kyoshi and Rangi (at the same time): Do you want to get out of here?"]

[peachducy]

"Hershel"

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

The fans: Ugh Sonic was just so preachy. I mean obviously he's supposed to be the good guy, so any uncomfortableness I feel here and any way I feel like Sonic's choices are framed as being why some other people have shitty lives is just bad writing because he is obviously supposed to be right always, but this characterization makes no sense. Isn't he right for the things he did?

Ian Flynn, using Kitsunami to say the (barely even at this point) quiet part even louder: Hey it's almost like ever since the Mr. Tinker event we've been purposely running with the critique of Sonic as being more selfish than he appears. Sonic is upholding a system of Eggman v Sonic that currently benefits him and shuts down talk of how to improve the current system because he likes his own personal enjoyment and he's attached enough to Eggman that he'd rather Eggman pretend to be a good person than be stuck in prison for life. He doesn't even quite practice what he preaches. We are trying to show that the current hero v villain system and Sonic's recklessness currently affects some people poorly and that Sonic isn't a perfect hero.

[jaxplaysthesims]

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[stergeon]

> OTHER: A really brilliant plan.

Wait. Wait. You have an idea. You can get rid of this mess and it will be like it never happened.

There. That’s sorted. Now we can move on.

GODDESS, you love MAGIC. It fixes everything that can't be solved through TORTURE or ASSASSINATIONS alone (and, you might add, it is rather useful for those as well).

You inform FERDINAND that if he would like to make a second attempt at having TEA, he will have to do so at BREAKFAST. Even if he does not wish to have TEA, attending BREAKFAST is still in his best interest. After all, LADY EDELGARD eats BREAKFAST every day—if only because you make sure of it—and despite how futile it is for him to attempt to best her at anything as he will never be her superior in any way, he will be at a distinct disadvantage in his fruitless one-sided competition if he does not partake in the meal himself.

FERDINAND proves surprisingly receptive to all of this information, given you have been finding he is usually bleary and useless in his first few minutes after waking, and while you're not sure what to make of that look on his face, you assume it means he likes your outfit. Your suspicion is confirmed a moment later when he tells you so, right after stating he finds your logic sound and agreeing to go to BREAKFAST.

The past thirty seconds have been rather tumultuous, but now things appear to be going in your favor. You suppose that means you can dash any immediate plans for relocating to ALMYRA.

In all of this fuss, however, several minutes have ticked by: per your TIMEPIECE, it is now eight o'clock. You think over your SCHEME again and consider whether you ought to head to BREAKFAST now or wait and accompany FERDINAND.

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[theokusgallery]

Is that your man, Sunny?

Don't give him ideas.

[autistic-katara]

me: dude im not even feeling that tired rn and haven’t for ages oh no oh fuck im probably accidentally faking my disability-

my chronic fatigue, loading ammunition into a massive fucking cannon: damn really bro?

[untitled-tmnt-blog]

You run risequotes?

"Run" seems like a generous term, haha. But yes, that blog is mine!

[jitteryjive]

i need to remake my cup bros ref… both cup and human designs… it’s been almost a year(?) and i’ve developed the headcanons and i would like to share with the class!!! (i wrote thirty tags. Please help me)

[imaexplodenow]

Hola Hello Puppet fand- I mmeeaannnn, hola Welcome Home fandom

Oh no, I think I accidentally made an AU outta this drawing, I didn’t mean for that to happennnnn

[queenarsinoethepoisoner]

Hermittober day 14: Clash

YIPPEEE!!!! IM ACTUALLY POSTING ON TIME!!! It’s when Gem was pvping Etho and he kept losing to the point where she had, like, 40 heads from him. One of my fav moments from Gem during season 9. It’s really rough cus I was procrastinating doing it, and also was really busy

[theultimatepumpkinpie]

Was anyone gonna tell me that hypermobility isn't always needing to use a wheelchair/get surgery because your joints constantly dislocate and that it sometimes is just being to bend my arms weirdly except apparently that's all my joints and muscles are doing stuff like always without me knowing and now it's suddenly leaving me in terrible pain constantly for seemingly no reason???

Anyway Good news! I don't have an immune disorder. Bad news! My pain is being caused by hypermobility which is harder to treat. But we're working on that and now I don't have to worry about organ failure and whether or not it's safe to get a flu shot.

[boundinparchment]

I am Cooking™️, I swear. But everything about it is gonna be Questionable Food levels of quality.

[mt-gr8]

Day 10 post op: My nips are finally revealed and I'm wearing my vest like a tactical vest (the chafing is the WORST)

[what-does-the-moose-say]

The wikipedia page for ashoka is like being repeated run over by a truck. Ezra being described as a con artist (as if), Hera being played by Mary Elizabeth Winstead???? DAVID TENNANT WAS IN CLONE WARS

[luckyfiona]

“ you can’t or you won’t? ”

                  ❝ ——  Oh. Hm. ❞

                                          ( Uh-oh. )

Lawless Lucky talked a big game around the bonfire last night. She wasn't too oblivious to pick up on the fact that her being scandalized and upset by the boys' violent sides was beginning to grate on them. So, when all of the boys were talking about the gruesome things they'd like to do to the people who made their lives hard in The Other Place, she forced herself to laugh along, and even took the opening to spin a tale about how she was planning to poison her old employer's food. And, oh, those rotten pirates? Well, she would do the same to them if she had a chance.

So busy seizing on the moment, she didn't consider that she would actually have to put her money where her mouth was.

It would shatter the illusion of Neverland as her luxurious, peaceful, happily-ever-after paradise if she had to see any real carnage with her own two eyes, much less deal any of it herself. But here was dear Peter, ever the altruist, granter of all her wishes, suggesting she come along to their next raid of the Jolly Roger. Lucky's pretty sure he knows this is out of her comfort zone, if he's paid any attention to her — and he does, of course he does. Why else would he go through the trouble of bringing all of these troubled souls to the island if he didn't empathize and care about all of them, right? She can't imagine any motive but love and sympathy. — It's funny, considering how anxiously, meticulously sensitive she tries to be to his boundaries. There was something maybe endearingly boyish about his disregard for hers.

She reasons that she should be grateful for his investment in keeping things fresh and interesting. This is what a sensible, healthy relationship looked like, right? Balancing energies was a major tenet of Celtic magic— it was the key to harmony and prosperity. A passive, supportive person worked best with a person who was a little more... challenging. It would be too stagnant or too chaotic any other way. She gives a fond half-smile to her love, her true love, convinced he's only looking out for her best interests. She would find a way to explain to him that this doesn't really interest her... another time.

               ❝ Well, I suppose I would... ❞ 

Lucky? Morally opposed to it? No sir, you've got the wrong lassie. You must be thinking of that prude from Chicago, Fiona Comisky, who used to dote and cry and sermonize Nate Larsen any time he got injured in a fight with some low-class brute he should've run away from. She had no qualms with clodhopping bullies who started barbaric fights. Didn't find it tasteless in the slightest.

She was opposed to tagging along for much more modest, supportive, team-playering reasons, to be certain. The same reasons why she declined Nate's offer to teach her how to use a bow and arrow: why would the Princess of Neverland get her dainty, dignified, not-at-all-labor-calloused hands dirty learning how to hunt when her boys got such a thrill out of slaying those innocent animals?

                ❝ But why bring a girl along to steal all of the attention?                        I'm not as strong or as sneaky as you. I may ruin the... Element of surprise. Or... distract everyone when they have to keep me out of harm's way. And there’s really— there's so much I could do back here. I thought I should make some sort of victory banquet for the boys to come back to. ......Besides... ❞

Lucky's fingers sidled over to his, tips brushing over his knuckles, as if timidly asking permission to show tenderness before making any sudden moves. Peter was a bit strange about physical touch. She could never tell if he was enjoying it, or if she maybe wasn't doing it right. When he didn't immediately swat her away, she gingerly placed her palms in his, intuitively careful not to scare him away like a baby deer too shy for human touch, or startle him like a scorpion ready to plunge a stinger into her at any moment. She has experience with his type. She has nothing if not patience and willpower to break through to them. She has hope that one day she'll be able to fully embrace him. If she's really as lucky as everybody says, maybe she'd be able to fully-fully "embrace" him.

                ❝ I love when you tell me all about your thrilling adventures. You get such this 𝓅𝓊𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝓉𝓌𝒾𝓃𝓀𝓁𝑒 in your eye... It's the same one you had when you first found me— the one that I saw and thought, 'Oh, there it is: my 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫. At last, I can see it!' ❞ 

She boldly ventures to show a little more affection while she pleads, but not enough to push him too far, just enough to remind him that he can touch her back any time he's ready. (If he's rallying her to come out of her comfort zone, maybe this is a good time to encourage him to be a little more adventurous, too.) Her fingers, ever-so-lightly cupped over his hands, gently lace themselves into the spaces between his. She's not naïve enough to believe she's going to get out of raids forever. She just wants to experience feeling truly loved and close to him, just one time, before she has to see him at his absolute nastiest.

           ❝ Oh, Peter, won't you please let me see my 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 again when you fill me in later? ❞ 

( Won't you please let her be so lucky as to skip out on this? )

╳ — 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ! // ACCEPTING.