#rummer

[ltwilliammowett]

An engraved Admiral Lord Howe commemorative rummer, circa 1795-1800

[popfizzles]

how did Tumbler end up having a crush on Sloth, how does he feel about it and did Rummer have a reaction for it

What??

[cuppatrouble]

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[voluptuarian]

13 days of witches: the witch-poisoner, La Voison

"...let me have / A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear / As will disperse itself through all the veins / That the life-weary taker may fall dead." — William Shakespeare

Louis XIV, "the Sun King," is in his ascendancy, while the aristocracy continues to revel, Icarus-like, in their dwindling power. Against the background of their contest, Catherine Deshayes, "La Voison," merchant, midwife, and fortune teller, reaches the zenith of her own, less official, influence. Rising from humble beginnings, she has become wealthy and powerful providing her services to the dissolute upper class as a sorceress and poisoner. Now her vast network of agents, allies, and clients spans the breadth of society-- including, perhaps, the king's own mistress. At the hands of La Voison or those of her many underlings, inconvenient relatives are dispensed with; love potions find their way into the cups of unwitting suitors; arcane sorceries are worked at unholy masses; an attempt is made even on the life of the king himself. Eventually the reach of the poisoner-witch extends too far, and the Sun King's agents seek her out. But even the arrest and execution of La Voison herself is not enough to stamp out her ring of crime; her allies are myriad and in low places, and while many are caught, more escape through their inconsequence; the grandiose status of her customers, however, proves too much even for the king, and the case of the Affair of Poisons is officially closed to avoid bringing unbearable scandal down on the nation.

[hapalopus]

Andre der græd når de hørte Hvalen Hvalborg da de var børn? Det var meningen det skulle være en sjov sang, men like, de opfostrede hvalen fra den var lille, og den udforskede verdenshavene, og så døde den og blev udstoppet, det var alt for følelsesladt til lille mig :'(

[un-paso-lejos]

يك عكس بود ميان بقيه عكسها. يك عكس كه نميديدش، نميشناخت اما او بود. جلوى چشمش اما نامريى.

يك نام بود و يك شماره. ميان آنهمه اسم توى فهرست روى بورد. يك نام بود كه ميشناختم و ميشد پيداش كنم. ميشد توى فهرست بخوانمش و شماره را حفظ كنم.

يك نفر است ميان بيننده ها. يك نفر كه با بقيه فرق ميكند. كسى كه مثل هيچكس نيست. كسى كه آن استورى ها مال اوست اما خودش نميداند. كسى كه نميبينمش. كسى كه روزها و هفته ها و ماه هاست ميخواهم ببينم و نميبينم.

گفت: همه خوبها، خاطرات اوست.

[gonzodangerfeels]

Who is Neal Gaia Man. Why do we give a fuck what they have to say on anything.

In fact why do we care what anyone says about anything for that matter.

People can sit back and say wow how insightful these words are but unless you got a big dick your shit is gonna be struggling uphill both ways.

[trapdoornumberthree]

game of leapfrog gone horribly wrong; countless injured

so whatttt if i just think they're silly little guys. I can't even imagine them doing devious acts i think they would just like to have a fun day outside and by god i'll be the one taking them to the public park

Rummer and Tumbler are @popfizzles' delightful little guys!

[scottsummers-xmen]

*hides in the shadows* You're Scott Rummers ? You work at the mutant school corect ?

@just-a-mutant

Correct *smile* how can I help?

[kalimlover]

Should I finish this?

I needed a small challenge and I was bored so I wrote this in about 2 hours yesterday but idk if I should finish it pls give it a read

Sweet dreams.

A hot summer day in Lilias little cottage he and his new born son shared. it was a humble little house but it was theirs and theirs alone.

Lilia couldn't be happier than where he was right now with a sleeping baby in his arms.

"Lilia, I'm coming in" a deep but claiming voice had spoken out from behind the front door.

"Malleus!! It's been a while!" He smiled his gaze not leaving the small bundle in his arms.

Stepping into the cottage malleus had noticed a lot of his old baby toys and clothes scattered across the floor.  "Ah, that must be the newborn I've been hearing about." He said letting himself in, stepping closer to Lilia and the bundle in his arms.

After hearing the numerous rummers being passed around by the woodland fairy's about his old guardian adopting a child had left malleus curious so he decided to stop by himself for a visit.

"Try not to make a lot of noise malleus, I just managed to get him to sleep," he said looking up at malleus.

after taking a good look at the baby in Lilia's hands malleus  grimaced "Lilia, why didn't you tell me you've adopted a baby, and a human one no less." He said a saddened expression on his face.

"Oh malleus don't look at me like that, it isn't nothing personal I just haven't had enough time to tell you with the baby and all" the short man replied readjusting the baby in his arms to face malleus

"This is silver, cute isn't he?" Asked Lilia grinning ear to ear. Malleus couldn't believe it looking at the baby in disgust and disbelief that anyone could find that naked monkey looking creature 'cute'

"If this is thing is considered cute, then my parents are still alive." He joked earning him a small slap on the shoulder "Malleus! You shouldn't be saying such things about a baby!" Huffed Lilia "but ur right on time, I was just about to leave to the store to pick up some more baby supplies!!" Said Lilia practically shoving the baby onto malleus arms 

"huh!? Lilia you seriously can't expect me to care for this creature in ur absence, what if I break it?"  Although malleus wasn't all that happy about Lilia's newest addition to the family he didn't want to somehow hurt the infant in his arms because he knew it would make his guardian upset.

"Don't be dramatic" sighed Lilia " just gently pat him and sing him a lullaby, he'll immediately fall asleep even if he was crying. I'll be back soon enough now, so be careful while I'm gone" "WAIT LILIA! You can't just leave me alone here with this infant!" Protested malleus. Smiling the pink haired fae as he teleported away leaving the nocturnal fae and the human infant alone.

'Great' thought malleus staring down at the baby in his arms as it started to open its eyes, 'it's so ugly I almost feel sorry for it' he thought

"Well I guess I'm stuck with you beastie" he sighed staring right into the baby's weird colored eyes.

Malleus would be a liar if he said he wasn't jealous of the new addition. How could such an incompetent creature be able to catch Lilia's attention to easily while he couldn't? Looking at the way Lilia smiled and looked at the child of man made him feel bitter.

-

It's been about seventeen years since he first met the once young infant And it's been exactly a week since Lilia had announced his retirement.

Everyone had taken the news hard but the one who took the news the hardest was the silver haired boy crying in front of him.

Having obtained a soft spot for the boy over the few years they've spent together malleus didn't know what to say he was afraid of making things worse than they already were hearing the boy say such words of self hatred made him feel useless in such a situation of not being able to help.

"Lilia's raised a wonderful son,". Theirs no doubt Malleus meant what he said he truly did believe silver was an amazing son and person.

"Not one he can be proud of," the boy swallowed " I wanted to send him off with a smile and I couldn't even do that!" The silver haired boy cried shivering from the cold his eyes red from all the tears.

"Although Lilia had no obligation to raise you he still did," "what?" Questions silver " human lives are different from ours." He sighed "when I was younger, my grandmother used to tell me that the reason us dragon fae were blessed with such tremendous power was so that we would be able to keep our people happy" he grimaced "and yet I fail to ease the sorrows of two people I hold dearest to me."

He crossed his arms closing his eyes "you may see me as powerful but in reality, I am powerless." It was true, even tho malleus was considered one of the greatest mage's of his time there wasn't anything he could do. He couldn't just stop time and he can't change what was already happening.

"Please don't say that...!" He boy in front of him pleaded "you aren't power L-"

Beep beep beep beep

"I think your phones ringing malleus sama"

Silver Pointed out confused. "Do not worry it's just the toy I've obtained from Lilia" Malleus reached for The small toy he kept in his breast pocket.

"..."

Staring at the small toy in his hands malleus had noticed that his little Dragon character is gone, an egg left in its absence "hm.. drago has left an egg in his stead"

"I'm sorry..." "no, do not be"  he sighed reassuring the boy in front of him " I've been witness to his cycle of life and death, it's nothing to be saddened about."

[spacedreamhead]

- credits to this talented person who wasn’t linked on this image (source: pinterest)

Teaser of Exceptional

teaser part 1

bnha x reader

tw: 16+, violence

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“You're surrounded, villain!”

A honey-sweet grin creeps onto your facial features and your pointed canines flash out in the white lantern light. Your eyes would sparkle with malicious euphoria if they were not covered by your midnight black visor. You playfully raise your hands upwards; your gaze focuses on the professional heroes who gather in front of you as a small group.

“Why are we waiting so damn long?”

“Kacchan, we are not allowed to-“

“How often should I tell you to address me with my code name during work?!”

The two heroes engage in a heated discussion and forget that the most wanted villain is in front of them.

“Midoriya! Bakugou! Stop arguing and concentrate!”, another hero interrupts the two quarrels, “he's running off!”

With these words, you shift a few gears higher; lightly dodge the attacks of the other professional heroes and turn into a dark side street as the three professional heroes sprint in your direction. However, an explosion surprises you from the left side; you cough quietly and wipe away the dirt from the lower half of your face.

“Damn you, freak!”

It crackles loudly on his hands before another detonation can be heard. It rings in your ears as he smashes your left side of the visor; glass splinters drill into your skin and a pathetic scream breaks out of your chest.

“Oh?”

His ruby-red earths glitter dangerously.

“You are a woman?”

You don't make any comment; you just annoyingly roll your eyes and take off the broken visor. Your eyes shine like stars at night; white flashes run over several parts of your body before you raise your hand to him.

His eyes dilate when a bright light envelops you both and impairs his vision; a violent bang sounds and the floor vibrates under your feet when using your quirk. A huge torrent of fire rises on the walls of the house, signalling the other heroes exactly where you are. Frantically, you keep sprinting and ignore the biting pain in your left cheek before you already notice the other rummering steps behind you.

“Todoroki, use your ice! Freeze her!”

The addressed man acts quickly but does not expect his ice to be enveloped in a white light and then to be absorbed. In amastement, he stops in his movement and looks at you. Midoriya also looks at you in surprise but quickly grasps the situation after a few seconds.

“We don't want to hurt you!”, he immediately calls to you while you scratch your forehead irritated. “We would like to suggest an offer to you!”, he continues to talk when he realises that you are listening to him. However, you roll your eyes annoyed; a mean comment lingers on your tongue and you shake your head; your hand extends in the direction of the two professional heroes. Though, someone grabs you from behind, twisting your one and then your other arm and you scream in insane pain. Tears collect in the corners of your eyes; you bite your lower lip and suppress your broken cry when you are overwhelmed by the infamous Bakugou Katsuki.

"Nah, nah, nah, not so fast, extra."

You gasp painfully as you hear a treacherous crack in your arm and this time your tears roll down your cheeks in thick drops. The hero above you puts on special handcuffs on your wrists and they prevent your superpower; a torturous cry departs from your soft lips because the handcuffs significantly slow down your healing process. He lifts you up in a fluid movement and grabs you on the jaw; focusses your view on the other two heroes.

”Kac- uh Dynamite, that was really not necessary”, says the green-haired man calmly, “she is hardly conscious.” However, an ignorant, disgusted expression forms on your facial features and your eyes burn holes in his body.

“When I get out of here”, it’s the first time they hear your voice and it resembles so much temerity and venom, “I'll kill you.”

“Oh, really?”

Bakugou painfully squeezes your cheekbones and elicits a painful moan from you.

"You are the first one before everyone else."

His deep, dangerous growl vibrates through your petite body; goosebumps creep up your back and you flinch under his firm grip.

“Then I'm curious to see how you want to kill me, darling.”

[popfizzles]

I’ve just read up on Rummer and Tumbler’s lore and all the asks about them and like…….

Damn, I wanna give them both a hug😭😭😭

Results may vary...

[ltwilliammowett]

The guns of HMS Victory

As you may be able to see, the guns are secured with large ropes. These are the tackles, they wer used for moving the gun out through the port prior to firing, while the heavy breechings, threaded through a ring on the cascable, restrainedthe distance of the recoil. A train tackle led to the centreline of the ship and prevented a gun running out when a vessel was heeled. The gunner's equipment included a mop for barrel cleaning, rummer to ram in the gun barrel the cartridge, the ball and a wad. Other items required for operating the gun included a worm for extracting debris and misfired ordnance, and a flexible rammer or mob.

[i-r-groot]

[crowtatoes]

hey bud i'm gonna need you to put the small rummer shrimp bait down. hey bud can you sp hey. hey spit that out right now don't. HEY

CHEWING FASTER

[the-cricket-chirps]

Ambrosius Bosschaert the Elder

Bouquet with tulips, an iris, carnation, cyclamen, marigold, forget-me-not, some rosemary foliage and other flowers in a rummer, with butterflies, a bee, a top shell and a fly.

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