#he deserves all the peace in the world

[starrylevi]

Levi doesn’t realize he’s shaking, not until you’re placing a gentle hand over his own. He immediately meets your gaze and you see the horror and grief in his sliver blue eyes. “It’s okay.” You whisper softly, trying to soothe him. “It’s over.” Levi continues to stare at you for a moment, still shaking but the intensity of it lowers. “You don’t have to fight anymore.” You continue, pressing your lips to his temple, over his bandage. If you weren’t so close to him you wouldn’t have heard the almost imperceptible sigh come out of his mouth. The silence that follows from him is him pondering your words. He’s always been a soldier and has lived in a constant state of hyper vigilance. He doesn’t know anything but war. But not anymore, all that’s left is you. Only you. And in that moment, he’s never felt more at peace.

[dollypopup]

"Penelope should have chosen Debling!"

My sister in Christ. . .he literally dumped her???

Like just before Colin Bridgerton was on his knees after outrunning her carriage to profess how he can't stop thinking about her in his love me, choose me, I'm yours speech, Debling did the Regency equivalent of calling her a floozy who would undoubtedly cheat on him when he abandoned her for several years to chase his passions (because she would never be one of said passions since she asked outright if he could ever come to care for her and he went 'hmmmm seems unlikely! good thing you have solitary hobbies to occupy you instead!') when he has been given 0 evidence of such other than realizing she liked to look out the window because she had a crush on the boy across the street. I was ready to challenge that man to a duel for Pen's honor

His feelings for her were middling at best, I mean Christ on a Pogostick, after he asked her mum for permission to propose he isn't even happy when he opens the door and Pen is there? She's looking like a snack- nay, a whole ass MEAL, and he can't even smile? He just nods at her and dips the fuck out? You don't think it would kill Penelope to know that both her sisters have husbands who absolutely adore them and she's out here with an absent dude who likely won't even write to her?

Portia's 'Love is make believe!' speech is so transparently full of shit when you realize that we've got Dankworth who is so obsessed with Prudence that he makes heart eyes at her every waking moment and considers her his little bonbon and Albion who loves Phillipa so much that he was waiting for her to consent to sex (not realizing she didn't know what it was) for two entire years because he would never pressure her and so he was content with finishing in his pants when he kissed her to make sure she was comfortable. And you want Penelope to settle for a life of loneliness? When Colin is so besotted with her that he dreams of her and breaks every societal expectation in the book as a notorious People Pleaser to run after her and cannot even wait for the morning after being intimate with her to introduce her as his wife to his family in the middle of the night? You want her to turn down Mr "When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible" Bridgerton? For LORD PENGUIN?

Be so serious right now

[megamindsecretlair]

Girl you saw Aaron kissing on that white woman?

I hate to say it but that British black man with sum blue eyes like em PALE. (Of course I am saying this purely in suspicion)

Yeah, I seent it. So? Lmfao. Sorry. Ik folks are pressed but I simply don't understand the need to find something bad about this man?

We have so very few (practically nonexistent) Black men that we can love on in public. He's smart, sweet, talented, precious, a goofball, a nerd, and introvert, and has been nothing but precious around Black women. He practically lights up around us.

Why is it so hard to believe that he's just....a good guy? Because we have proof that he liked ONE yt? Dont they all?

But what really gets me is that folks think he's not capable of liking a yt AND a Black woman 🤔 like he has to be on one camp or the other.

And this is purely MY opinion. I'm not shaming anyone for caring. I understand. Its so beyond exhausting to feel like we're not wanted by our own counterparts. That they continually play in our faces and we love them anyway.

But until I actually see that he move funny around us, I just wanna love on him. I love that hes goofy and silly. I love that he can't dance. I love that he can sing and rap (though British rap is asssss, sorry Aaron daddy 🥲). I love that hes an introvert. I love hearing him say "opportunity, for me personally, legacy, honored, brother, bruv" and whatever else fly outta that beautiful mouth of his.

I love that hes "lightskinned". I love that I get to see him in Lanterns next year, however I can have him. Because I know Gunn will piss me smooth awf 🙄 I love that hes 6'3. I love that he works out. I love that he has tattoos. I love his big ass hands and that ass 🙌🏽 (that ass really needs to be worshipped)

I love that he dresses extremely well and couldn't pose for shit earlier in his career 🤣) I love that hes into the superhero genre as a whole (especially when everyone acts like it needs to go. Don't like it, don't watch. But don't ruin it for others who do like it).

I love that he shares a close bond with his family. I love how he lights up when he's comfortable. I love when he's in his feelings 🙌🏽🤪🥵 I love when he posts subtle thirst traps.

I love the Kelvin tiktok of him throwing his head back and laughing. I love that he can laugh about himself. I love his funny little laugh.

I love when he wears long sleeves. I love when he wears short sleeves. I love when he's tanned. I love when the camera makes him look pale as hell. I love when he wears glasses. I love when he brings those chains out 👁👄👁 .

I love when he hugs himself. I love when he has funny expressions. I love his big ears. I love his traditionally African features. I love his accent. I love that nasty tongue. I love his teefs Mr A is for All 32.

I love that he was a punk ass kid daring people to race him. I love that he had pimples. I love that hes finally getting the recognition he deserves. I love that he is only going to soar because he has a pure soul.

I love that he feels like our second chance with Chadwick. I love that his smile makes me melt. I love that every peek into his brain just makes me love him more.

I love that hes so cute I want to wring his neck. I love that I want to swing from his neck like a mf monkey 🙌🏽🤪 I love those tank tops he be wearing. Ooooof I love the hoochie Daddy shorts.

I love that hes Big Daddy. I love he went viral over an adverb. I love that hes into martial arts. I love that his thighs are so big. I love that he can lift 425 and pull damn near double that.

I love that he knows how to bring that ass outside. I love when he wears those shades. I love his photos. I love his juicy ass pink lips. I love that big headed, sloped shoulder, chameleon 🤪

I love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him

And if he turns up with a yt wife? Yes, that will hurt. But I'll always have Terry who canonically loves a Black woman from infinity to infinity (he instinctively believed Jess was the inside mole helping because he saw her as an ally)

Signed, A Certified Simp Named Mega

[vaguely-concerned]

so for obvious reasons, rye is not generally all that popular with most of the senior watchers. however. I think there is a certain type of younger watcher to whom he is The ultimate hot badboy icon and fantasy. (we're talking about a group of extreme indoor kid goth nerds who've barely been outside. it doesn't take a lot ot achieve bad boy status in this context and the only thing in this world that lasts forever is a bad reputation in a small insular group like the watchers.) it's SO funny because rye thinks of himself as such a disappointing fuckup of a son of the grand necropolis. and meanwhile there are novices kicking their feet and giggling as they're like

'Ingellvar is so cool. no one knows where he's from he was found down here as a baby. mysterious orphan appeal. he could be a secret dalish prince or something for all we know. (*annoyed extra nerd watcher novice voice*: umm actually the dalish don't have princes, merrivar?? read a real book sometime maybe???) he's a rebel. he doesn't care what the senior watchers think no time for politics he just gets the job done. (*small sad rye voice* I care a lot what the senior watchers think actually. a pathetic amount, in fact. it just rarely seems like it helps anything at all) I heard he graduated almost top of his class even though he spent all his time as a student partying up in the city and having a torrid affair with the son of a noble family. sometimes in his spare time he wears a cool punk leather jacket but like the fantasy version of that. he has tattoos apparently but no one's seen them for years. yuh-uh it's true too, I know someone who knows someone he dated once. they say he saw a knife fight once. like, in a bar brawl, with living people. all that, and he's even sneakily emotionally unavailable. *starry-eyed sigh* what a dreamboat'.

needless to say this only grows worse with the events of the game, after he takes out the formless one and rumours start to spread that he maybe killed a god or something too???? and this being nevarra, more importantly he's out there killing dragons with his sworn companions?? like a fucking fairytale prince but with that devil-may-care rebellious streak???? he's the safely unavailable first crush at a distance of many a young watcher. now imagine the reaction when he shows up home for the first time in a year after the war of the banners accompanied by The one true bad boy fantasy to rule them all: literally the sad brooding crown prince of the crows of antiva in leather pants who has WINGS and a dark tortured side of his nature that he has to constantly battle against for the sake of those he loves.

(the perception vs. reality situation for both of these characterizations is. so unspeakably hilarious needless to say. consider how much of the above lucanis characterization is accurate to the person he actually is and then you've basically found the level of distortion lens being applied to rye as well. is most of it technically true? sure. 'technically' is having to do a whole world of heavy lifting there tho fhdfska)

what I'm really saying here is that there is a subsection of this group that's been ferociously writing rye/lucanis rpf from the moment they were seen trotting down into the necropolis depths together (other pairings within the lighthouse gang as a whole, caught in tantalizing glimpses as they visit the necropolis, of course having their own devotees), and when this fandom subgroup eventually discover they were right it's with all the insane glee of a sixteen year old fanfic writer on wattpad (is that still where the kids are these days. idk i'm getting old folks) finding out that their dark mafia prince AU is basically true. varric might be gone but the legacy of friendfiction lives on after him. the king of thedas rpf being the shoulders of titans that young watchers are standing on to write fevered WILDLY inaccurate depictions of the private life of two of the most low-key domestic quietly devoted and undramatic people on the continent, one of them being varric's own poor little meow meow slash mentee, is something that can actually be so personal. rye does not end up terribly famous in the end considering the shit he manages to get done in this game, and he thanks his lucky stars for it. but to a tight-knit community of mourn watch fic writers he is blorbo from my apocalypse. it's all I could have wished for him.

(funniest possible outcome of all this: myrna gets so fucking tired of trying to understand what the novices are being so tittery about that she asks rye 'watcher ingellvar with the realization that this is a long shot and the admission that vorgoth and I have exhausted all other avenues of investigation: do you possess secret insight about what an 'x reader' is. and also 'ship war'. your name seems to come up in this context a surprising amount'. 9000000 points of incoming psychic damage about to hit the fan.)

[rush-the-stars]

thinking depraved thoughts about nanami x gojo x reader mafia au

[ruvviks]

PLEASE DO NOT TAG AS YOUR OWN OC.

Vincent spends all his life searching for himself, searching for his spot in the world. He lives in the past and what will never be, longing for everything he has missed out on and everything he will never have. It is not until he learns he is dying that he comes to realize he has to live in the present, to enjoy life as it comes.; and despite his confusion, fear, and his regrets, he tries to live the rest of his life to the fullest, knowing very well he is living on borrowed time. OC WEB WEAVE SERIES: VINCENT "V" MAYER.

charles bukowski, pulp // by wiissa0 // loneliness for love; lovelytheband // louise glück, from 'unpainted door' // by biryuza // summer farah, i could die today and live again // tobia photographed by su yang // wake up; run river north // ruhlare // by julykings // lemonade; twin xl // ryan walker photographed by ryan pfluger // mary oliver, from 'marengo' // still not dead; dreamers // by lovelyopalite // by geloy concepcion // lemon drop; raynes // chris abani, ritual is journey // 'die milchstrasse', cover detail // louise glück, averno // i like cars; caroline kole // by cruellesummer // frances molina, o’death

[zeravmeta]

we give garp a lot of (rightly deserved) shit but unironically like 90% of the criticisms towards him i see not only ignore the wider worldbuilding context of one piece but also don't acknowledge how sengoku is like the worst friend ever

[my-thoughts-and-junk]

thinking about superheroes unfortunately

[blue-jacket-blues]

Event Horizon is a very good movie but that is not the point of this post right now. Extremely long post about speculative clone biology and what might have happened to Gabriel had Hux and the Entity not intervened under the cut

Over its many years of operation, Huxlee Industries has refined its narrative-building techniques to create increasingly detailed and intricate false memories for its cloned subjects. Where appropriate, the lab technicians responsible for programming the clones' narrative memories will manufacture fictional romantic relationships as well as familial ones. The decision to add prior romantic partners to a clone's falsified memories must be handled carefully - Huxlee's narrative builders have to program their clone subjects with enough memories to create the illusion of a full life lived, but this narrative cannot be TOO detailed, or the clone may experience psychological instability from a perceived loss of connection to their fictional loved ones. Romantic entanglements are typically only programmed in when it is deemed necessary to offset a potential personality flaw in the subject. A clone manufactured to express bold, adventurous behavior is an asset to any colonization mission, but these traits could just as easily spell disaster if that clone decides to go rogue and flee into the alien wilds. Programming their memories to include a girlfriend waiting up for them back home on Earth, however, encourages them to stick with the mission. They have someone to get home to, after all. Or at least they think that they do.

All non-settler-population clone lineage formulas are manufactured to produce sterile clones, since any unplanned clone pregnancies would result in lower mission productivity and potential profit loss. Clones with uteri and ovaries still undergo a menstrual cycle every month to maintain the subject's internal narrative and psychological stability. Clones with testes produce nonviable sperm. [Data gathered by top Huxlee Industries scientists indicates that the average volume of clone ejaculate is slightly higher than those of non-clones (5-7mL for clones compared to 1.5-5mL for non-clones). It is unclear why this is but they have their top scientists working on unraveling this crucial mystery.] This, however, doesn't mean that clone pregnancies are impossible. Life finds a way. More specifically, Huxlee can't completely prevent random mutations from happening that reverse or weaken the sterilization process, although this phenomenon is extremely rare. It is highly unlikely that any fetus conceived by clone parents would survive to full term, and even less likely that this hypothetical child would survive for more than a few days to a month after birth. Huxlee's clone gene pool is very carefully monitored and "pruned" when it is deemed necessary to maintain "batch" purity, and clone pregnancies carry an extremely high risk of fatal birth defects. To try and further mitigate the risk of clone/clone sexual activity and potential pregnancies, Huxlee will often incorporate libido-lowering pharmaceuticals into the clones' nutrient paste.

Clones are, by default, programmed to be heterosexual and cisgender. This, thankfully, is an easier condition to reverse than the laboratory-mandated sterilization process. Same-sex clone relationships are not necessarily discouraged, as there is no associated pregnancy risk with such a coupling (which is Huxlee's primary concern when it comes to clone team interaction), though clone romantic entanglements of any kind are generally discouraged and are minimized wherever possible.

Gabriel was not the first clone to experience doubts about his identity, but he is the first clone to actually discover the truth and live to tell the tale. Dmitri was the only person aboard the Caracas III with knowledge of the cloning program and was fully aware that Gabriel (and the remaining eight crewmen) were clones. However, Huxlee constructed Dmitri's personal narrative in such a way that he firmly believed he was the only non-clone aboard the ship and had been sent on the mission to monitor the clone labor force. His orders were to maintain the subjects' personal narratives at all costs. Firstly by verbal deception, using the mandatory psychological evaluation periods to assess each crew member for signs of "narrative instability". Internally, this was referred to as "Stage I Redirection". If the crew member still displayed signs of instability after repeated verbal redirection, Dmitri was authorized to administer hypospray as necessary ("Stage II Redirection"). Had Hux not massacred the crew when he did, Gabriel would have been subjected to Stage III Redirection - termination. Stage III was a true last resort, but was deemed necessary to prevent the subject's instability from impacting the other crew members or adversely affecting the mission. After obtaining Stage III authorization from the Huxlee project manager responsible for reviewing the Dvarka mission's progress, Dmitri would have been given access to the manufacturing formula for a last-resort secret pharmaceutical - a single dose of Aldicide, a colorless, odorless, tasteless, and virtually untraceable method of euthanasia. Dmitri's orders were to mix the Aldicide into Gabriel's evening nutrient paste ration and quietly monitor the events to come. Death by Aldicide is peaceful, for the most part. Aldicide poisoning begins with a sudden wave of fatigue, which would have been easily explained away as general end-of-day tiredness, and a creeping sensation of coldness in the fingers and toes as blood circulation begins to slow. The victim typically falls asleep about 30 - 45 minutes after ingestion. Death follows sleep as the body slowly slips into a state of paralysis. Function is first lost in the limbs, graduating to major organ failure as the Aldicide takes hold. Death by cardiac arrest occurs approximately 1.5 - 2 hours after ingestion. This may seem like a prolonged and cruel method of euthanasia, but Huxlee designed Aldicide poisoning to take place across this timeframe on purpose. The intention was to deliver as painless of a death as possible, both to ensure that the victim did not panic and harm other crewmen or company property on their way out and to reduce crew suspicion. A sudden death raises questions; dying in your sleep under some sort of freak accidental circumstances is far less suspicious. Had Dmitri received authorization for Stage III Redirection, Gabe would have had time to say his good-nights to the rest of the crew before turning in early and, from everyone else's perspective, would have died peacefully in his sleep. Ironically, Hux saved Gabe's life by going on his little rampage. Dmitri had been communicating with Huxlee in secret throughout the final few weeks of the Dvarka mission, trying to find a solution to Gabriel's instability that didn't involve drugging him into oblivion with hypospray or dosing him with Aldicide. Shortly before Hux cut the power to the Caracas III's life support systems, Dmitri received Stage III Redirection authorization from Huxlee's project management board. Gabriel would have been killed the following night. Following all company procedures related to the handling of human remains, his body would have been incinerated aboard the Caracas III.

[sainz100]

2024 Singapore GP | x

[myfriendtheghost]

THATS ENOUGH

this is exactly how I have always imagined Josh spending his days off of work since we found out he moved into a real house, and it means the world to me 🤍 I love thinking about him just enjoying his land and nature. taking everything in, spending his days off in pure, peaceful bliss 🥲

[cinnamon-phrog]

Chat there is a disturbance in my bones most unsound [I realised I might be iffy sharing the trio with non-friends]

[xx-helliswheretheheartis-xx]

i know i basically disappeared from tumblr and have a ton of asks i’ll eventually get to, but i wanted to come on here and say how proud i am of nick. he’s come so far and i can’t wait to see what he does with his music going forward

[windupaidoneus]

now some people may not like to hear it but even the worst people who exist are still people & there is no human being who has More right than others to decide whether others deserve to live or die (does not mean i personally condemn murder in self defense or anything of the sort or killing fascists or whatever i'm just saying as a baseline This Is How it Is) & this is why the death penalty is not a good thing no matter how good & trustworthy the people in any government might be. people on average also deserve the chance to learn to do better. & no, someone who's been forcefed propaganda their entire life will not let go of that deeply entrenched mindset so easily, it's not particularly unrealistic & it absolutely sucks to deal with but in the context of tangibly working toward world peace it's also not an issue to try & help such people both in material ways & in helping them learn better rather than cut them down or abandon them to a grim fate. all this to say that's why i don't think garlemald is written badly, as unpleasant as the experience might be. walks off the stage

[eastofedean]

being back home is all about trying to get your father's approval but never succeeding. it's all about not being the favorite or even close to someone he truly likes. it's all about him trying to push you into a role and never being able to fit into that role, not really. it's all about being useful. it's all about what is and what should never be.

[talentforlying]

boston brand: they say the third time's the charm. so what do you make of constantine? tim hunter: he's all right, i spose — easier to talk to than the other three. only thing i can't figure out is how we get from place to place ... boston brand: that one's easy, kiddo. he's riding the synchronicity freeway, and so everything just falls into place; time, movement, even distance just sit up and beg for him. you're having an adventure, kiddo. if you survive it, it'll be fun.

books of magic still has the most batshit way i've ever seen constantine's synchronicity wave traveling abilities showcased, actually.

for frame of reference, most of the hellblazer writers usually apply the concept of surfing the synchronicity highway in much smaller ways: namely constantine's uncanny ability to stumble across significant events/people/artifacts, or winning at gambling 100% of the time he chooses to. but books of magic has him doing shit like bending time and space to breeze both him and tim from a new york street onto a cross-country flight with no one questioning how they just ended up appearing in seats assigned to them.

so either constantine is showboating to absolute fuck for the sake of making a killer first impression (extremely plausible), or he's REALLY taking it easy with his use of magic most of the time.