#strong feelings about this one ladies

[thesweetnessofspring]

I'mma be a hater, S3 of Bridgerton (so far) is the worst yet.

[fishermcn]

👤+ Lady Tanith (and maybe Patches?)

@izar-tarazed // a friend fondly met at the long-traveled crossroads, or a foe bitterly dashed against now bloodied stones? // accepting.

"Ah, fuck."

He'd been having a surprisingly good time of things right up until now, believe it or not. Would've been hard to imagine himself willingly keeping company with a tarnished (one that isn't some brand of lunatic at that), much less actually getting on with one of their lot enough to travel a good ways across the Lands Between at her side. Yet here they are, cooling their heels for the evening on a golden stretch of hillside in the heart of the Altus Plateau, and Sam can't quite find it in himself to write off the notion of an Elden Lord and an end to all this shit.

Not quite so easy to laugh off when Izar's face is the first one his mind conjures up these days, at least.

Maybe that's what makes him so reluctant to speak at first, stormy gaze flickering from the mostly scrapped exploding pot he'd been stuffing to the brim with dried flaming butterflies before making its way back to her face. Sam lets a resigned sigh rattle out from between his crooked teeth, leaning against the wall of the shack they've taken up in for the evening with a shrug of his slight shoulders. "If ya know that name, if ya asking me 'bout her, reckon ya know I'm in with their lot."

Damn his cough, moreso now than ever before given the current conversation. His shoulders shake something fierce as he hacks and wheezes into a dirtied sleeve of his garb, and when he's through he lets his head settle against the rotting wood with a dull thunk. "Not a recusant, mind. Just supplying them, ya might say. No stake on hunting tarnished. Certainly not you." Sam doesn't let that almost fond acknowledgement linger, fiddling with one of the perfume bottles he's plucked from his belt rather than meet Izar's gaze. "Tanith, though. Mhm. Dangerous. Not one t'take up a sword herself, no, but she runs the manor in Rykard's stead. Courteous but cold, cutthroat."

Another cough cutting him off, two then three, before Sam shakes his head. Something intense lingers in the tired set of his eyes, something wary and alert. "Means what she says. About uprooting it all, 'bout stringing up anyone trying t'do what you're doing. No pretending, not her. If ya meet her... be careful. Polite, even."

The tension about his person is plain, as though someone has drawn back a bowstring to its apex without bothering to properly aim an arrow for the effort. Thankfully it's loosened without snapping by the next name on Izar's mind, and the sudden switch from almost anxiousness to blatant irritability is almost comical as Sam snarls. "That bald fuck? Godsdamned charlatan would upcharge ya a chamberpot just for a laugh. Card cheat too. Punch that smug grin o'his in f'me should ya see him 'fore I do."

[i-appear-misssing]

I just had the horrible thought that I need to fall in love because having devastating crushes on beautiful, competent, authoritative women that I desperately want to please is exhausting and I need it to stop

[actual-corpse]

Im so tired of Nothingburger music!!!

[averlym]

For the prompt thing can you do lina and jane w no.8?

If that's fine w you ofc

(for context: prompt post can be found here)

i was unsure which no.8 you meant so i did,, all three,, anyways here is your very belated request, thanks for sending it in!

[aucoba]

I had a Skype call with my best friend who lives far away since it was his birthday. We talked, watch Lady Bird the movie, talked again and before hanging up he thanked me for being there and I said "well you know I am" or something like that and a dreadful feeling came over me 'cause i' m always there for others. Earlier in the evening I helped a friend 'cause she was panicking and exhausted. We' re not that close but she explained how she didn't know who else she could turn to (kind of). And obviously, she turned to me, 'cause that's who I am, that' s what I am, the one who's always there. The one who's emotionnally available. The one who shows up.

And sometimes I ache 'cause sometimes I wonder "who is always ready to show up for me?"

So when this existential dread came over me, while saying a friendly goodbye to my best friend, one of my platonic soul mates, I got depressed. For a fraction of second. The next moment was me realising, the loneliness I felt, he felt it too. His own loneliness. The loneliness of his apartment, of his bed, of his walls. He was so far away and still we were close. So close but we would never really feel that isolation the other one was struggling with.

[teafiend]

Let me make a detour from my usual KDrama rare pairs to fangirl scream about this pairing. This show has tropes galore to make a shipper like me go squeeing to high heavens. Love this for me and the show, truly❣️

While not wholly a rare pair as this pairing from the drama itself has a number of high quality FMVs to fangirl over - and the overwhelmingly more popular ship with viewers - and there exists a tiny amount of fics in Korean, on Ao3, the fics (in English) for this pairing is basically nonexistent. A sad state of affairs, certainly, but the main female character is generally beloved, and the number of FMVs enough to tide me over for a time, so all in all, this is a very wonderful ship for me to have fun with.

Compared to some of my other rare pairs, this ship is unironically a major, major comfort! There is extremely little frustration to be had although fan content is not in abundance either. A lovely, sexy and peaceful ship 🥰🥹

[kon-konk]

Mood on that, also I can kinda understand if the gender balance is skewed alot, like if most of the cast are boys and only like 2 girls or vice versa (especially if said characters are poorly written) but I do question alot if the balance is practically even and there is a massive favoring towards one gender

Yeah! If the balance is skewed or the character writing for one gender is especially bad or something, I can understand it

But if you give me an anime with 10 guys and 10 girls and all of the characters are well-written, and somehow all of your faves are one gender, I'm asking questions

[jankwritten]

Ooooo I’m seething.

One of my coworkers yesterday was joking that I should “say that [you’re] racist to get out of jury duty”, which, fine, it’s an extreme and someone who’s older (like she is) would maybe find that acceptable.

Well today, we somehow got on the topic of them taking down old confederate (racist) statues, and she starts up about how we’re “erasing history” and all that. And then she pulls out the bomb: “I wouldn’t ever wear a BLM shirt in public, because that’s racist! If I wore a white lives matter shirt, I’d be on the news!”

…okay. Tell me you don’t understand the cultural and social impact racism has had on the overall “view” of black lives without telling me. Tell me you don’t understand nuance or subtlety without so many words.

“I mean, they’re basically saying all other lives don’t matter.”

No, they’re saying HISTORICALLY black lives have been treated as lesser, and therefore the movement is to shed light on that uncomfortable truth, and force us to reconsider our view of black lives. Force us to approach our biases, conscious or unconscious.

If the phrase Black Lives Matter makes you so uncomfortable and defensive, you’re the one who has something to work on. If you think it implies that all other lives matter less, if you think it’s saying ONLY Black Lives Matter, or Black Lives Matter More, then you have some biases you need to address.

It’s a simple phrase. Black lives do matter. Just like all lives matter. But all lives don’t have centuries long history of abuse, of neglect and mistreatment and vile, awful shit that is inexcusable and will never be made up for, that still continues on to this day. And that’s why it’s important to emphasize that, yes, while all lives matter, Black lives have historically been treated as lesser than, and that’s fucked up. So Black Lives Matter. Black Lives Matter just as much.

Fuck you, coworker. You’re a coward for not even looking me in the eye when I explained how your view was wrong. You’re a coward for bringing this up and then immediately changing the subject when you realized you wouldn’t get away with it.

Anyway does anyone know where I can buy a BLM hoodie that directly supports the movement so I can wear it around the office.

[the-acid-pear]

Seeing your own trans body and identity as your masterpiece is so important

[cookinguptales]

you call Aqua a queen because you want to put her on a pedestal instead of letting her do anything interesting in fic

I call Aqua a queen because I'm fucking gay

[orcelito]

literallyyyyyyy how was i anything other than a goner when u meet Dohalim like this. he wowed me then and he continues to wow me with his every move.

[a-passing-storm]

I just found the Nilfgaardian camp in southeast Velen and I’m losing it? It’s got such a distinct and ominous vibe... this is so cool.

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Imagine doing so much hard work and persevering through law school to have your failed tests advertised on the internet news. The bar is really hard; he’s not “cringe fail.” I am jealous of his ability to even attend college without committing suicide. He did a good job. Leave my dude the fuck alone.

I don’t care if they’re elites. If they’re elites; then make fun of them solely for being rich nepotism babies. There are non-elites who have failed the bar (or any important test) once or twice as well who will see this and feel bad about themselves.

[acourtofquestions]

"Maeve is capable of worming her way into a person's mind," Rowan said. "She likely knows who our allies are and might have already compromised them." He braced a hand on Goldryn's hilt, the warm metal a comforting touch. "We don't risk it."

Lorcan grunted his agreement.

Elide said, "Maeve doesn't know me or barely does. No one here would recognize me, especially if I can ... adjust my appearance. Like I did with spreading those lies about the Valg prince. I could try to get into the city tomorrow and see if there's anything to learn."

"No."

Lorcan's reply was a knife in the dark.

Elide said to him, cool and unfazed, "You're not my commander. You're not in my court."

She turned to Rowan. But he was.

He outranked her. Rowan tried not to recoil. Aelin had laid this upon him.

Lorcan hissed, "She doesn't know the city layout, doesn't know how to handle the guards

"Then we teach her," Gavriel cut in. "Tonight. We teach her what we know."

Lorcan bared his teeth. "If Maeve remains in Doranelle, she will sniff her out."

"She won't," Elide said.

"She found you on that beach," Lorcan snapped.

Elide lifted her chin. "I am going into that city tomorrow."

"And what are you going to do? Ask if Aelin Galathynius has been strutting about town? Ask if Maeve's available for high tea?" Lorcan's snarl ripped through the air.

Elide didn't back down for a heartbeat. "I'm going to ask after Cairn."

They all stilled. Rowan wasn't entirely certain he'd heard her correctly.

Elide steadily surveyed them. "Surely a young, mortal woman is allowed to inquire about a Fae male who jilted her."

Lorcan went pale as the moon above them.

"Elide." When she didn't reply, Lorcan whirled on Rowan. "We'll scout, there's another way to

Elide only said to Rowan, "Find Cairn, and we find Aelin. And learn if Maeve remains."

Fear no longer bloomed in Elide's eyes. Not a trace remained in her scent.

So Rowan nodded, even as Lorcan tensed.

"Good hunting, Lady."

[thewritingpossum]

I've made this exact same post before but that scene where Ioann Antonovich goes "I saw a bird once. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen!" destroys me every single time