#he closed the curtain

[ace-with--a-mace]

oh ew vomit

[gunstellations]

cuddle ball

[orangetintedglasses]

@forgivenpunishment // guess we're camping for the night

Traveling while there were outages was something ill-advised all across the planet. Even moreso when it wasn't just some localized thing-- with nearly an entire quadrant just one big question mark in terms of gang activity, weather patterns and a number of other hazards common to a hellish sand planet, no one knew what was going on and most public broadcasts were pretty heavy-handed in reminding everyone to stay safe, and not travel anywhere outside the influence of Octovern and May, labeling the entire area in-between as a dead zone until further notice.

How the cities themselves managed to get away without a scratch, though, no one was sure. But there was quite an uproar building about leaving the active cities and settlements not within their jurisdictions to the wolves...

Especially at the start of sandstorm season.

Vash was doing his part as passenger by keeping an eye out for trouble where Wolfwood couldn't as they went along their merry way, driving across a massive expanse of nothing but sand and half-ruined structures (which he assumed were old rest stops and brave attempts at making camp, torn down by weather and time), headed towards the first set of coordinates given to them by people in the last town. There, they'd said, they could find a couple of Plants who wouldn't see engineers for quite some time still-- and yeah, it was nearly a three hour drive, but get out there, calm them down and get them working again? That would hasten some of the recovery for people and places at least a hundred iles out. Maybe more, if they were willing to share.

So of course Vash-- ever the altruist --insisted that they give it a shot.

They were getting fairly close when the Plant spotted it: the beginnings of a storm gathering on the horizon. A dark smattering of wind, sand and lightning; not directly in front of them, but coming at them from the side, and coming at them fast. They had maybe half an hour, tops, before it caught up to them; Vash relayed this information to Wolfwood and the pair quickly detoured from their course, seeking out the closest structure that had a ceiling and four(ish) walls before the storm could strand them out in the open.

What they found wasn't... perfect, but it was definitely good enough. An old wooden structure with scuffed-up glass in it's windows, and big double doors still firmly on their hinges that Angelina could fit through to keep her out of the storm, too. It... had clearly had more floors at some point in the past, but the floor between the first and former-second floor was still there to provide them coverage, as well.

It was the best they could do on such short notice; the winds were already howling when they rolled up, and kicked up wisps of sand and dirt up and around their legs as they hurried the three of them inside. A bonafide blessing in the middle of nowhere.

"Yeah, this doesn't look like it has plans to let up any time soon..." Vash said idly, frowning out the window. Flashes of lightning and ominous, rumbling thunder overhead appeared to agree with him as he turned to face his companion, walking back into the center of the room.

"Guess we're sandwiched until further notice. Just glad we got here before it got dark..."

[bizarrelittlemew]

Our Flag Means Death 1x4 | 1x6 | 2x6 | 2x7 ⇉ if the bed nook could talk...

[fallenangelblade]

you prepare the body of the man you love for cremation. it’s the most intimate way you’ve ever allowed yourself to touch him.

[bexfangirlforlife]

I don't think I posted about this already, but this moment from Misha's panel on sunday:

Misha looking for a space in the curtains at the back of the stage: "Where is the hole? ... I can't tell you how many times I've had that problem."

And then later at the closing ceremony he entered the stage through the opening saying "I found the hole!" 🤦‍♂️😂

[troylougferdaday]

draw Troy trying to present about the fall of Constantinople in class 🤑🤑

Day 53. Lets be honest he wouldn’t

(Text reads: “Anybody know where Tramilton is?”)

[hawkeyeslaughter]

some of you guys didn’t grow up able to hear reruns of mash playing no matter what room of the house you were in and it really shows

[articskele]

“...Wrong? Why would anything go wrong?”

Without further ado, a stimboard for @ask-the-biggering-onceler!

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[painted-bees]

reading through your hinote tags it was interesting to learn that Raf still likes preforming and even misses playing large shows, but avoids getting sucked back into it. As an adult, you'd think he could just return to preforming on his own terms and play any stage he wants. Does a fear of success keeps him away from it? Sorry if this was already explained somewhere and I missed it.

Sssorta haha! He doesn't want to gain too much traction and attract media attention, because it'll inevitably liken his current career/his current self to his past...And almost none of the things he had said about himself, very few of the views he presented in interviews and such, none of it was really him, what he believed, what he liked, or how he, himself, wanted to be perceived. He likes playing the character on stage, but hates the notion of that character following him and being projected onto him in day to day life. On one hand, he doesn't want random people to see him and know him accurately--which is why the stage persona is so great. But on the other hand, the media personality his mother curated is too far removed from his own tastes and sensibilities, that it feels like an ill-fitting skin and makes him physically uncomfortable to be identified as and associated with it. Increased visibility as a performer would kinda force him to contend with that in a way he really would rather not. It's not worth it for him. AND he does not want to attract his family's attention. He doesn't want them contacting him about his career. He wants to be as tiny and invisible to them as possible.

Secondly, and more acutely, though--his symptoms after a show--any show--really suck. He gets nervous leading up to a performance, but it's usually perfectly manageable. He's normally in relatively good spirits about it. Then on stage, he gets a nice little thrill and the feeling of "man, yeah! I need to let myself do this more often!" But then, once the show is over, he's in the backstage bathroom vomiting, and spends the next week struggling to recover from a depressed hangover with 0 motivation, energy, or excitement for anything. He hasn't...figured out how to avoid this extremely consistent pattern. It's weird, because he feels fine during the performance, even if there's a break in between or some such. But as soon as it's properly over, the nerves hit him hard--and once the anxiety passes, he's just an exhausted, deflated, apathetic husk with a very, very low mood about it. That's what kinda keeps him off the stage, and prevents him from doing shows on any kind of consistent basis. He can only really commit to doing them if he's feeling really good about things--and if he can afford the inevitable "crash" week that always follows. If that were less of an ailment for him, he might be more inclined to at least humor the idea of reinventing his persona and returning to musical performance on a more serious/professional/consistent basis. Alas.

[multongsisig]

I read the story of Lim & Marak Blackwing. I already liked the little of their story that was mentioned in Close Kin, but the full thing was just so good 😩 My favorite thing about Clare B. Dunkle's worldbuilding is that when she expands on the tales of previous King's Wives (both goblin and elf), the stories are always tragedies or heroic acts of sacrifices, never romances. Lim's story is a bit of both, a little similar to Kate's in that regard, which is what made quite compelling to me. The two are an interesting pair for how much discomfort and pity they inspired in me during the story lol.

[youmagnificentbeast]

having seen the post earlier about stede's rings post-coitus i wondered when he took them off and if they're still there when he closes the curtains.

so of course, in my very sane ways, i made a gif!

now, enhance!

looks to me like the ring on his right hand is off already.

considering he wore his rings when he grabs ed...

means stede took his rings off before he closed the curtains!

[carcarrot]

kate bush if she used letterboxd: ill put it on the watchlist

[dansepants]

Was up past midnight talking to AM✨💕🌸

[favesgrave]

SOMEONE HELP HIM HE'S GONNA. HE'S GONNA FUCKING GET IT!!!!

[littleplantfreak]

mmmm umemiya who makes you put on a show for him. who pulls up a chair beside your bed and gently positions you on the mattress exactly where he wants you and tells you where to touch yourself and how. and you look so pretty, so perfect, he has to squeeze the armrests to prevent the urge to reach out to you. and HE looks absolutely edible, leaned back in the seat with his knees spread and his eyes darkened with lust and appreciation and his undivided attention focused purely on you.

You're being soooo good doing everything he's telling you to do but he can see your fingers just aren't hitting the right spots, which has him losing it a little bit. The longer it goes on the worse he gets, seeing how frustrated you look by how hard you're trying to follow his orders but just not reaching the high he wants to see. Once he sees a little tear run down your cheek he's given up, and just tosses his pants off at that point. He's got his fingers in you in seconds and you practically cum right then and there because that's the ticket, they know exactly where to go inside you.