#gavvy!

[stuffaboutminneapolis]

Before Babe Ruth there was Gavvy Cravath?

Clifford Carlton "Gavvy" Cravath was a star player for the Minneapolis Millers who won batting titles in the American Association in 1910/11 and also hit 29 homers in 1911, setting a Minor League record.

Cravath was already 31 years old when he joined the Philadelphia Phillies in 1912 but he still led the National League in home runs six different seasons.

Cravath's 20th-century record of 119 homers was broken by Babe Ruth in 1921.

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Trick or treat:33

✨BOO✨

Ehehhehehehhehe

I’m just messing with ya kid 

✨happy pre-Halloween✨

Here’s your treat!!

Take this extremely scary bat and baby Bill!!

(images are found on Pinterest)

Have a happy pre-Halloween!!



[raccoonclty]

BROTHEEEERRRR I WIN THIS YEAAAARRRR

[callme-adam-iguess]

Adam do you have any more fic ideas? I’m working on ch. 3 of my ongoing fic but I also wanna write more

Hm. I thinkk so

Almost all the mercs got suck and Medic is running himself ragged, when a good part of the team can work on their own (even if still under the weather). Medic basically passes out due to, guess what, getting sick during the whole fiasco!

Demo plays baseball with Scout bc scout birthday.

Maybe one of the red team finds out abt Demo's and BLU Solly's secret friendship?

Engineer and Medic are up working again, someone stop them-

[plokster]

More OC ref sheets! I’d like to start making sheets for OCs that have been in my sketchbooks for years but have never/rarely drawn digitally.

[ashen--dreams]

like i say the "x reg guy is the funniest person ever" a lot but. most the time its geoff. geoff is genuinely so frickin hilarious. i think he was the funniest out of the AH crew, and the funniest of the reg guys. and like. what makes it even better is that a lot of the time, the things that are the best from him arent even intentional. hes just a funny frickin person

[lolliepops-rox]

Oh I meant to make a post bitching abt note ratios and then forgot lol.

@dapper-nahrwhale @vriskaenergy @tardigrade-train @greetingsfromuranus

Let’s play a game

Everyone post the most recent picture in your camera roll. You only get one sentence to justify yourself if you wish. This one is mine.

My boyfriend is rly good at Latin, so I was looking up how to say ‘I love you’ but found this instead :)

Your turn!

@bookmovietvworm

@myfairkatiecat

@i-am-a-fish

@valtsv

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[shadowqueenjude]

What if Elide brought home a cat? I wrote this at 3 AM so enjoy I guess🥰

Elide peered at the shivering black street cat and she couldn’t let him go. He was a little runt with mussed up fur. Elide bent over and scooped him up into her arms. He was so small; he fit perfectly in Elide’s arms. As Elide walked back to her home with the cat in her arms, she remembered a recently passed friend whose animal form had been a large cat. Though this cat was not so big or fearsome looking, he had the same spirit. “You’re a good boy, aren’t you, Gavriel? Yes, you are!” Elide winced as the cat mewled and scratched her arm in retaliation. “You dare scratch a lady?” Elide shouted back at the cat, as if it could hear her. The cat only responded with louder mewling, and Elide sighed. “I’ve traveled alongside the most powerful men and women in the world. I will not be defeated by the likes of you.” The cat stared at her imperiously with its yellow eyes, and Elide could’ve sworn the cat was saying, “You’ve already been defeated, fool.”

Lorcan was in the kitchen when Elide returned; he was fully clothed, which was rather unfortunate but a problem easily remedied. Something smelled good, and Lorcan’s face brightened when he noticed Elide, until he noticed what Elide had in her arms.

Elide’s jaw dropped as the most powerful man in the world went pale- pale- at the cat in her arms. “Where in Hellas did you get that?” he demanded. And that old rebelliousness she had felt in their early acquaintance when he had used that very tone with her came back. “I am the Lady of these lands. I don’t have to tell you anything, Lorcan.”

“I am your husband!” he protested. “Exactly. My husband. Which means you are mine for me to do as I please with.” Lorcan shook his head. “I…prefer dogs.”

Elide tilted her head curiously. “Sounds like there’s a story behind that, Lord Lorcan Lochan. Care to share?”

His face turned red. “Cats are always so rude. Stealing your food you worked so hard to acquire. And they scratch you too.” Elide laughed gently. “You faced the demon queen who kept you enslaved for centuries, but you draw the line at adopting a cat?” Lorcan scowled at her; to anyone else, that expression would be terrifying, but to Elide, it was like staring at a giant, grumpy puppy. She walked over to him, placing a hand to his cheek to smooth out the frown lines. “Come now, Lorcan. Surely you can’t say no to this face?” She wiggled the wet cat in front of him. 

Lorcan’s face looked strained, like he was tortured about this highly unimportant decision. “The cat’s face, I can. Yours, on the other hand…” Elide smiled sweetly, fluttering her eyes at him, and Lorcan squeezed his eyes shut. “Stop that.”

“Stop what?”

“Being…you.”

Elide put her hands on her hips. “Excuse me?” Lorcan’s eyes opened, and he groaned. “Stop that, goddamnit.”

“I’m not even doing anything.”

“Yes, you are. You…you’re irresistible, for gods’ sake. I can’t say no to you. But I have to. We are not getting a cat.”

Elide widened her eyes innocently. “But I already named him Gavriel.” 

Lorcan stared at her long and hard. “You are going to be the death of me, Elide,” he whispered. “I love you too, handsome.” Elide left him bumbling and flustered while she gently placed the cat down on the plush carpet beside the sofa. “There, just right for you, Gavvy!” Elide declared. She heard Lorcan’s audible sigh at the nickname, and Elide giggled.

She skipped back to the kitchen, and Lorcan stared at her arm, something like fury twisting his features. “Honey, what is it?” “He hurt you,” Lorcan said in a low voice, barely repressed rage there. He lifted her small arm in one of his enormous hands, and goosebumps traveled up Elide’s arm, and she wanted those hands to wander elsewhere-

Then that hand slipped away, and Elide saw the scratches were gone. “This is why I hate cats,” he muttered, and Elide couldn’t help but laugh. “Darling, it was a scratch. It was nothing. Relax, you overprotective brute.” Lorcan crossed his arms. “Fine,” he grumbled. “But I don’t like Gavriel. The cat, that is.” Well, Lorcan had once claimed similar things of the first Gavriel before he’d tattooed his body in his honor, so Elide knew not to take his word at face value. “It’s ok, I can take care of him.”

“Ok.”

The two of them wound up cuddling on the couch, where Elide began pleasantly drowsy. Just before she fell asleep, she could’ve sworn she heard Lorcan mutter to Gavvy the cat, “You’d better behave yourself boy, or we’re going to have issues.” 

The cat turned out to be a pain.

Every time Elide tried to feed him, he’d try to bite her, and every time Lorcan would grab Gavriel and pull him away from her, scolding him like a son. “Stop biting my wife!” He’d chastise him while Gavvy just stared at him unbothered. 

Which was why it was a shock to find Lorcan in the kitchen a week later, shirtless with Gavvy perched on his muscled shoulder. “Elide, sweetheart! Your dinner is on the table!” Elide blinked, turning to the food indeed sitting in the table. “Who in the world are you cooking for, then?”

“Well we ran out of cat food and Gavvy here has spent too long on the streets eating second-rate food, so I thought my man deserved some homemade food.” Elide speed-walked over to the kitchen and found, to her utter shock, fish cooking. “You’re not serious.” But Elide knew he absolutely was. Lorcan wasn’t exactly a practical jokester. “Yes, I am. Isn’t that right, Gavvy?” And Elide’s jaw dropped as her cat purred- purred in her husband’s presence. 

“What did you do to him?” Elide demanded, staring at her husband and her cat as Lorcan absently reached up a hand to stroke his head, which was answered with more purring. “Nothing. He just recognized a kindred spirit.” Both associated with darkness. Both grown up abandoned and fighting for scraps on the streets. Both saved by her. How did she not put it together before now? Gavvy might be a cat like her friend’s animal form, but his spirit was similar to Lorcan’s. 

In truth, they made an absolutely adorable pair. “I’ll win you over yet,” Elide whispered to Gavvy, who merely eyed her suspiciously. She scowled. “Traitor. I was the one who brought you here.” Lorcan chuckled. “Jealous, Elide?” 

“Not in your wildest daydreams,” Elide crooned. “Both of you are mine, and soon you will know it.” 

Elide stomped away, but the main emotion in her heart was love. It was absolutely adorable to see the two of them together. Did she just fall for him again?

Well, it looks like Lorcan is a cat person after all.

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My name is not for the taking, but you can call me Gavin! my pronouns are he/him/His And this Tumblr is for me to Bull-spit about random fandom/writing stuff I’m thinking about

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“Charlie my beloved” for a reason

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Gavin HCs

(Hope you feel better soon Ash🫶)

-Gavin‘s love language towards the crew is definitely physical touch, kisses, hugs, head pats, nose boops, you name it Gavin has done it to every single one of them (reserving lip kisses for only freelancer’s unless given the OK)

-he lets Caelum braid his hair he has put all sorts of ribbons and beads and trinkets throughout his hair and Gavin adores it every time

-if Afab freelancer gets their period. Gavin will sit on them like a cat (gradually heating up or cooling down his body temperature based off of what they need)

-he keeps condoms, tampons and pads in his bag at all times (sure he doesn’t need them, but you never know what human will)

-loves chocolate covered strawberry flavored things/flavor combinations

-despises the texture of Triscuit crackers, but loves the taste of them

-has offered on multiple occasions to make his deviant and his friends anything they want with magic free of charge (they always refuse)

-His tongue is constantly a different color than what it naturally is (from Slurpee’s suckers, jawbreakers, etc.)

-*grabs with tail*

-loves the vibe of rollerskates but cannot skate to see his life

-does happy wiggles when eating yummy food

everything sucks because wdym trump is gonna be president and i cried in school IN FRONT OF THE CLASS and i started my period and the cramps are hitting early and i had to stay at school until 5 and i have to be early tomorrow

anyways please write me gavin headcannons everything sucks

[cosmerelists]

AITA Posts on Roshar: Part 1

“AITA” is a reddit forum and stands for “Am I The Asshole?” It’s a way for people to get a crowd-sourced view on whether their behavior is acceptable or not. So here are some posts we might see if that forum existed on Roshar!

This ended up getting long, so please look forward to Part 2 later! (or more if people like this)

1. AITA for trying to save my old friend’s legacy?

[per reddit policy details are changed to protect identities!!]

I (LE/M/50) used to be very good friends with a man, let’s call him Danny (LE/M/51). Unfortunately, we’ve grown distant over the years due to his weakness, poor life choices, and growing insanity, but I still care about the man he used to be. Danny and I worked hard to build a “business” together with our other friend, Gavvy (deceased). When Gavvy died, it became very hard to keep the business going, especially since I wanted the business to remain strong, and Danny wanted to destroy it with his terrible ideas, weakness, poor life choices, and growing insanity. Unfortunately, Danny is very popular with the “CEO” Elky, and I could never make Elky see the truth of how Danny was going to destroy everything we had worked so hard to build.

Obviously it was time for Danny to go, but I didn’t want his legacy to be destroyed in the process--I wanted him to go out in a heroic blaze of glory so that he would be remembered well. But here is where I might have been TA: I left him and his son to die. BUT it would have been a glorious death and also the way I set it up was extremely clever and fully in line with Alethi values. Even so, Danny unfortunately survived and now he’s mad and going around and telling everyone that I am TA. 

I don’t think it’s wrong to want to protect an old friend’s legacy. AITA?

2. AITA for throwing the man who saved my sons’ lives into prison?

I know how it sounds. I will not mince words.

A situation arose in which my two sons were liable to be badly maimed if not outright killed. No one would help except for one dark-eyed guard (M/19) who intervened. Nearly at the cost of his own life, he saved both of my sons.

Unfortunately, almost immediately afterwards the DE guard greatly angered the king who ordered him executed. I managed to talk the king into throwing him into prison instead. I thought that in so doing I was both obeying the king I am sworn to obey while also saving the man who saved my sons.

But now the man glowers at me from his prison cell with his dark, pain-filled eyes, and he seems very angry about being in prison. 

Was I wrong? AITA?

3. AITA for wanting dry feet?

This occurred during one of the worst weeks of my (LE/F/17) life--not counting the week where my mom died and the week where my dad died. I had been literally shipwrecked, all my companions and my mentor were dead, and I was trying to make my way to the city where my fiancé lived by any means possible. 

I fell in with this conwoman who mistakenly thought that I was also a conwoman (long story). In order to prevent her from, you know, murdering me in my sleep, I decided to play along until I arrived at my destination. Perhaps not the most ethical, but again, it was my life at stake and I had no allies and no resources.

Another thing that was happening during that time was that my feet were killing me. I was shipwrecked, remember, and I also had to walk a long way with no shoes. I had blisters. My feet were infected for a while. I was literally collecting antiseptic sap from plants to try to keep my feet from rotting off. What I really REALLY needed were good, sturdy boots.

To make a long story short, me and the conwoman lady (who, remember, thought that I was also a conwoman) ran into this DE guard and the conwoman without consulting me pretended that I was a Horneater princess. I had to play along or else she would have known I was tricking her, so I did. And I got kinda caught up in the moment and I ended up demanding that the DE guard give me his boots. Which he did.

Obviously he can just go and get new boots whereas I really needed them. But I kind of feel a little bit guilty because he seemed pretty upset. AITA? 

4. AITA for wanting to date my husband’s brother?

I (LE/F/60) am a widow--my husband has been deceased for a long time now. He was not the best man or the greatest husband. Perhaps that is neither here nor there, but I want it on record that while we were married, I never strayed and I supported him as best I could, even though it was not always mutual.

Now that he is dead, everyone acts as though my life is over, like I am nothing but a widow who should be put on a shelf and left to rot. I do not believe that my life is over. There is another man that I have feelings for...but he happens to be my deceased husband’s brother. This man is a widower himself, and his wife, whom he loved dearly, has also been dead for a long time. I believe that he has feelings for me as well.

Should the two of us be denied happiness simply due to convention, simply because he happens to be the brother of my long-dead husband? He and I are a good match, his sons love me, and I believe that we both deserve happiness.

AITA for wanting this?

5. AITA for forgetting one small detail?

It had been a busy night. I had been ordered to assassinate a king while wearing white. But I also had to be loud so that everyone knew that the king had been assassinated. This meant I killed more people and not just the king.  Also the king disguised himself so I didn’t even know I was fighting the king for a while. I was very stressed. It was hard to kill him. I finally had to collapse a balcony to kill him. And this was during a party and there was a peace treaty and I kept getting my oathstone passed around and I was truthless. Anyway he made a dying wish and of course dying wishes must be honored. I wrote a whole message in his blood (that’s what he wanted me to do. possibly not the blood thing. but the message certainly). he also gave me this weird rock which was also part of the dying wish thing so i did it. even when i abandoned all of my clothes and was basically naked in the rain i kept it. there was a lot going on. but i forgot i had it. there were other more important rocks to worry about than the weird black glowing rock. but now it’s a long time later and i am in prison and the queen seems really mad that i never told her about this one glowing rock that i got from her husband (her husband was the king that i killed). that’s weird right. it was just the one detail that i forgot to mention. but she seems mad about it. aita

6. AITA for saving humanity?

Surely we can all agree that it is better for humanity to be saved than for it to be destroyed completely.

Even if only a small portion of humanity can be saved, that is better than all of humanity dying.

I (LE/M/78) even gained a boon from Cultivation herself so that I would have the capacity to save humanity.

Saving humanity has required me to take actions that others may deem as evil. I accept this--it is the duty of a king to bear the evil so that others may be blameless. 

Yes, I have ordered the deaths of many. Yes, I traded 99% of humanity to an evil god to save 1%. Yes, the 1% happened to be my own city and family. 

But I think we can all agree that I am hardly the asshole to have done all this to save humanity.

Right?

[leighcest]

gavvy wavvy

hi babe what's up

[nitazenes]

Don't forget that I also know where you work and I have no problem calling them and showing them these messages.

try me again, i will get PD involved. im done messing around, you wanna fuck around? you're going to find the fuck out.

assisting an attempt of suicide is a felony.

try me again. I dare you.

@gavvy-free

[tigirl-and-co]

I really like this type of female character design that I like to call ‘It’s just hair’

[ratshort4ratthew]

Almost forgot to post this! Artfight attack of Gavvy for @plokster