#put me in the bucket

[phantomarine]

One day out of pure curiosity I googled "world's first diving suit" and was greeted with this.

And I was never the same.

"John Lethbridge (1675–1759) invented the first underwater diving machine in 1715. He lived in the county of Devon in South West England and reportedly had 17 children. He is the subject of the Fisherman's Friends song "John in the Barrel".

John Lethbridge was a wool merchant based in Newton Abbot who invented a diving machine in 1715 that was used to salvage valuables from wrecks. This machine was an airtight oak barrel that allowed “the diver” to submerge long enough to retrieve underwater material."

[unclewaynemunson]

One day, when Steve and Eddie are still in the early stages of dating, both a little overwhelmed but sure of each other and excited to see where it’s going, Steve brings Eddie flowers when he comes to the trailer park for a date night. It’s the first-month anniversary of their first kiss, and he doesn’t say as much, because he’s pretty sure Eddie doesn’t care about those dates like he does - and it’s not like a one-month anniversary is some kind of great accomplishment anyway - but he wants to do something special and he decides flowers will make anyone happy, if only for the gesture. He gets a bouquet with bold, dark shades; purple and dark red and some greenery with sharp edges and thorns, to give it a little bit of Eddie: sweet, but still badass.

When Steve gets to the trailer, Eddie opens the door with a wide smile on his face - but it instantly disappears and gets replaced with a kind of shocked surprise when he sees what Steve is holding in his hands.

‘Got you flowers,’ Steve says, stating the obvious and leaning in to kiss Eddie’s lips. But Eddie is still frozen in the doorway - his mouth doesn’t even move when Steve presses his lips against Eddie’s.

Steve pulls back and squints at Eddie, trying to figure out what’s going on with him. ‘You alright there?’ he asks.

‘You got me flowers,’ is the only thing Eddie says; his voice is trembling and his eyes are still wide, fixed on the bouquet in Steve’s hands.

‘Should I... not have?’ Steve asks. His palms are getting sweaty against the stems of the flowers, but it doesn’t look like Eddie is gonna be moving to take them from him anytime soon. Panic starts to crawl its way up in his stomach as he wonders if he’s made some kind of huge mistake.

 ‘I um... I’m sorry. This was stupid, wasn’t it? Is it weird? You know I’m only used to dating girls and they always used to love it when I -’

‘What the hell are we even doing?’ Eddie suddenly interrupts him in a shrill voice with a panicked edge to it.

‘What - what do you mean?’ Steve asks, still unable to make sense of what’s happening.

‘I’m not the kind of person you can bring flowers to! I’m - I live in a goddamn trailer, for fuck’s sake! I’m not like any of those girls you used to date, Steve, and if you -’ He glances around him frantically, then fixes his eyes back on Steve’s face, a scared look in them. ‘We don’t even own a fucking vase, Steve, we never - I never - Jesus, they’re really pretty but I’m not - they’re too beautiful for this fucking trailer, you shouldn’t -’

‘Hey, woah, take it easy, alright?’ Steve finally understands what’s going on, and it’s breaking his heart that Eddie believes he isn’t even worth a bunch of flowers. He gently drops the bouquet on the ground, freeing his hands to be able to place them on Eddie’s shoulders in an attempt to ground him.

‘Take a deep breath for me, okay?’

Eddie obeys, taking a shuddering breath while blinking tears away from his eyes.

‘I know you’re nothing like those girls,’ Steve says, softly. ‘And I don’t care. If anything, it’s why I like you so much more. That’s why I think you deserve flowers, even if you don’t have a vase. Trailers deserve flowers, too, you know.’

Steve can see the tension disappear from Eddie’s body as Eddie lets out a heavy sigh. Then, his boyfriend suddenly launches himself into Steve’s arms, colliding into him with a force that almost has Steve tumbling down the steps leading up to the trailer’s front door.

‘You’re too fucking good to be true, Stevie,’ he murmurs into his ear.

Steve can’t help but chuckle at that, holding Eddie as tight as he can. ‘What, ‘cause I brought you some flowers?’

He can feel in the crook of his neck how Eddie is nodding.

‘How about I get you a vase next time, so I can keep bringing you flowers?’

‘I love you.’

Steve freezes. A second later, Eddie lifts his head to look at him. His eyes are wide and shocked, probably mirroring the look in Steve’s own eyes.

‘Shit, sorry, that just - um - that just slipped out,’ Eddie stammers. ‘That was - that was probably way too early, wasn’t it? I wasn’t - I didn’t mean -’ 

‘I love you, too,’ Steve interrupts him.

And the enormous grin that breaks through on Eddie’s face makes Steve decide instantly that he’s gonna get Eddie some sunflowers on the one-month anniversary of their first “I love you.”

[yeonjune]

YEONJUN'S 'MAKE IT HAPPEN' WINTER 2023 MINI DOCUMENTARY — "People who watch my performance might not approve of me; some might feel that I am not enough, and they might feel that something is missing for the stages I’ve done. But I think I just wanted to show how sincere I am about this job and how much I love to do it." | transl: blue_summer814

[burgycreeper405-blog]

new crossover au dropped in Fortnite style

new ii crossover au by yours truly. it's called 'Inanimate Insanely OddParents'

i would've posted this more later but them other designs will take more time lol. and I'm impatient/hj

uhh that's it, that's the post, idk what else to put here. aight, scram. come back when i have new sh1t. or don't, up to you lolol

[fuupan]

How to Infiltrate a Country: A Guide by Trafalgar Law

this man is very practical

[hoshinasblade]

im about to sleep so you know what comes next... hoshina smut idea 💡

the defense force combat uniform is a body suit right, so just imagine hoshina wearing it and getting a boner... and you coming to his rescue by dry humping him in his office - he'd have to be sitting on his swivel chair, and you on top of him. he can't moan out loud in fear that the other officers would hear him, but it's not like he has the strength to ask you to stop. so he lets you rub your clothed pussy against him, promising himself he'll punish you later tonight - imagine how hot hoshina looks like coming undone beneath you and his dick isn't even inside you yet.

😩😩😩

[comfortless]

God könig and his only worshipper who doesn't try to get him more followers cause she wants all of his attention on her

another strange vaguely Greek/Roman au?! ^^ (also to your other message: no worries!! being too nice would make me lazy!) this prompt is like a reversal of this and i am here for it!

content/warnings: suggestive, König may or may not have killed some guy no big deal..!

It isn’t as if he bestows great blessings upon you or grants your deepest, most guarded wishes…

It’s just that he’s lovely in all forms: the very apex of some marbelesque, masculine statue made flesh. Warm to the touch and so very real and alive that it was difficult to focus on worshiping him proper when your very being sang for him.

He’s probably only some great god of war, Ares, but without the long list of lovers and offspring - only you. There was nothing that he could do to benefit you much, just a humble citizen that had no need of taking up a weapon…

Yet he was so heart achingly beautiful with the docile look in his eyes, the contrast to his stature that bore the look of a proper hunter, you could not keep yourself from returning to him.

All of the other men in the city pale in comparison to the god you pray to, nestled up in the foothills where you make your trek day by day to speak… knowing that nightly he comes to you in dreams with little glimpses of futures or pasts: the things you can not comprehend yet those in Olympus could parse together with such ease.

As his only worshiper, you are never apart for long.

He descends that mountain each time to meet with you in green meadows with the gentlest look in his eyes.

He has no temple in which to pray to… but, you’ve made a temple of your own within yourself all for him. He knows it, knows well when you pray at your feet and he sheepishly orders you to stop that, stand, face him, and he would lend you his mighty weapon any day if you would just ask for him to use it.

Your god deserves and army of men to fight and scramble for his favor, a harem of women to tend to his needs… but the thought alone is enough to leave bitterness on your tongue.

You don’t want to share him, only savor the honeyed words and touches between the two of you, never muddy what is sacred with another’s prayers or offerings.

… Are yours not already enough?

You only find out that they most certainly are the day a suitor begins his arrogant courtship and… within that very hour he is no longer. A stray spear from the pit pierced right through him…? What a strange way to go out. You don’t even think to question it until you find yourself meandering through soft grass for your meeting with König.

He’s a warrior, too, he should know the intricacies of how a weapon that heavy might rise up on the wind just to strike some poor, silly man down before he could even take your hand and lie with you.

You tell him of this odd occurrence whilst you whittle away at a tiny carving of him with a paring knife, König sat just adjacent to you.

First, he tells you that a blade meant for herbs and vegetables is no good for wood. The dull blade is pried from your hands with ease and tossed aside into the foliage surrounding you both. No need for little idols when your god willingly comes down to grace you, anyhow…

Then, he tells you that… it isn’t fair for you to have eyes for any other. Is his presence not enough? Is he not stronger and more capable than any of your puny, mortal men? He could protect you, haul you up to Olympus and make you his bride, give you as many children as you want… Wouldn’t you like that more?

Your stare is so telling, hands shaking as you set the unfinished figure aside, and the words do not come, not when the look he gives you goes from adoring and sweet to near deadly in an instant. It’s the first time he’s offered to bless you with anything but bloodshed in your favor… a peculiar promise of love in return for your selfishness and gifts of milk and honey…

“I do not think I am worthy of that…” The words come tumbling, clumsy and weighty on your tongue. Could he detect the yearning there..? Surely he knew with the way he invaded your dreaming, and even now as his hand finds your shoulder to push you back down into the soft bed of the earth.

“You wish to make yourself worthy, little one..?”

You only nod, once, as your heart finds its way into your throat and your robe is torn away to flutter out with the wind.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Down To Fish with the boys!

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[patscorner]

her and her eye smile will be the death of me.

[mooshys]

hq + halloween costumes 🎃👻

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happy halloween! celebrating the spookiest day of the year with a silly hc post about what costumes I think each hq guy would wear!

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wears a man slut costume -> atsumu (duh), ushijima (doesn't mean to but with the way he's built, all his costumes end up man-slutty), terushima (something tells me that he would dress up as the wonka man unfortunately), bokuto (says he made some serious gains and wanted to wear a costume that shows off his pecs), osamu (you don't expect it, but in the end he's just like his brother)

lean towards doing a goofy group costume -> hanamaki, matsukawa (these two were planning their costumes since july...), tanaka (dressed up as a meme with nishinoya), nishinoya (dressed up as a meme with tanaka), sugawara (egged on nishinoya and tanaka to dress up as a meme and ended up joining them), tendou (he tried to rally the rest of the shiratorizawa guys to all be guy fieri with him but no one was biting...)

low effort costume -> kuroo (dressed up as a salary man and called it a day), iwaizumi, futakuchi (bastard gives me the impression that he would wear a name tag for a halloween costume), suna

paid an arm and a leg for a 1-to-1 costume replica -> kenma (was bidding on ebay for legolas' movie props), yaku (only paid big bucks so he can flex on kuroo), oikawa (he heard there was a costume contest and he wanted to win)

actually wears something normal for the halloween party -> daichi, kai, yamaguchi (he definitely dresses cute like a minion or something), ennoshita, goshiki, komori

doesn't dress up -> tsukishima, sakusa (don't even ask these two), shirabu (working an all nighter at the hospital), kageyama (genuinely forgot it was halloween), akaashi (overslept bc of work and missed the party)

ordered his costume too late and it didn't deliver on time for the party -> lev (idiot)

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[lustlovehart]

I would like to tell Azul that I’d like to gather up all of his slime into a bottle and bathe in it. 🫶

—💖 anon

If you tell him anything of the sort, you blink for a moment and all you see is a purple puddle on the floor. But also a freaked out expression from Floyd because what??? That’s not fair :( And Jade is Jade :).

[ahollowgrave]

-- brunch gossip. (feat. the absolutely stunning and charming Manx from @thefreelanceangel!)

Some bonus shots where I was playing with angles !!

[mgu-h]

lando nostalgia 23/? • italian gp 2019 • P10

[dreamingpartone]

a closer look at the card art I made for @hqpokemonzine's TCG project 🌊☀

they're available in a few different bundles so check 'em out at the shop if you're interested (if you go to the about page you can preview the full deck of 40 cards + other goodies too)!

[squuote]

sits on the floor a casual space away from you. so I have this fun interpretation. it's called "the narrator made the bucket to matter to stanley in a parallel of what stanley actually means to him, and when he talks about how stanley talks to the bucket, it is him trying to emote to stanley how he feels--and, when he interprets the bucket telling stanley things, he is once again projecting his interpretation of stanley's actions." and i havent thought about it in a minute and I won't claim there's text to support it and I know people LOVE to say the Bucket is what the narrator projects onto but I've just loved the joke "Stanley is the Narrator's Emotional Reassurance Bucket" for a long time also the bit in the freedom ending "both of them wanted to start watching a film, then stop halfway through, go to the end and watch it backwards" > "wait, no, let's stay in the memory zone, let's go backwards, see how that feels!!!" like. that feels intentional to me. that link DOES feel on purpose.

VERY LATE TO ANSWERING THIS SORRYY been off the rails for the past few days but YES YES you put it to words so well!! the bucket definitely at least feels like its meant to reflect how the narrator feels to a large extent rather than just simply projecting onto it. the idea of him projecting onto the bucket is fun but I def think this fits better narratively and also with how some of the dialogue goes. the whole thing feels so much more like a reflection of his dynamic with stanley than the latter, it’s hard to imagine it as anything other than a reflection of their dynamic. it also makes me think of the bit from the Figley ending

which I feel like does add a lot to this too. more so concerning what stanley means to him. so yess very much agree with the sentiment of "stanley is the narrator's emotional reassurance bucket" in many ways. or at the very least as a companion as he describes, which the bucket is for stanley as well. as if in a way, stanley was made with that intent. or it at least feels like it more often than not when comparing dialogue

think its also worth noting that despite being a reassurance bucket, not all of the bucket's endings are fun or silly or even reassuring as intended (the elevator ending and the pit ending specifically comes to mind) which feels like it parallels the more bad endings between stanley and the narrator. not just a parallel to their good times but also an introspective on their bad times. or maybe im just reaching with that dfkkgfg either way, felt worthy of mentioning in terms of parallels.

AND YEAH THAT LINE DOES FEEL VERY INTENTIONAL like there’s no way it’s not purposeful. I love that so much of the dialogue in the game in general feels so purposeful or connected it’s so great

[youngerfrankenstein]