#too much going on here

[wonder-worker]

"According to Howden, [Henry II] had been incredulous on hearing the first tidings of his son's [Henry the Young King's] death, until it was confirmed by the arrival of other messengers. Ordering his men to leave him, the Old King was overwhelmed by paroxysms of grief. Despite the periods of tension between them, the sources leave little doubt that Henry II loved his son deeply, and that his death was, as the History noted, ‘a bitter shock’. His grief was such that Peter of Blois felt compelled to compose a letter of consolation to the king, replete with biblical citations, urging him to moderate his sorrow and assuring him that young Henry’s deep contrition and pious death would spare him from divine punishment. Nevertheless, in this time of crisis, Henry II realized it was imperative not to show weakness: withholding his emotions from his forces, he immediately sent word to Richard, who was besieging Aixe, and ordered the siege of Limoges to be pressed home with greater vigour.  Repeated attacks finally wore down the defenders, weakened by hunger and demoralized by the realization that the chance of the rising’s success had died with the Young King. Finally, on 24 June, Viscount Aimar and the men of the Château surrendered the castle and all the defences to Henry II. The king thereupon completely demolished the fortifications, not leaving one stone upon another, and likewise ordered the destruction of other rebel castles."

— Matthew Strickland, Henry the Young King, 1155-1183

[falanx]

How can I look away

when you have seen me?

When you have pried my eyelids open

with proximity alone. When I have looked upon you

after looking everywhere else.

I know I only want what's hidden from me.

I know that I, crocodilian, raptorial,

tremble in the mown field. I know I find the foothills

inhospitable in their open comfort.

I spent so long turning towards fear

I miss its rough hand on our shoulders.

I'm growing up to be a cartographer of the hostile.

My notebook fills with blood and silt.

I'm here to participate in a familiar ecology:

What about your family? How do you want to live?

How many sisters do you have?

How far would you want me to carry your body?

[mynnthia]

was talking with a friend about how some of dunmeshi fаndom misunderstands kabru's initial feelings towards laios.

to sum up kabru's situation via a self-contained modernized metaphor:

kabru is like a guy who lost his entire family in a highly traumatic car accident. years later he joins a discord server and takes note of laios, another server member who seems interesting, so they start chatting. then laios reveals his special interest and favorite movie of all time is David Cronenberg's Crash (1996), and invites kabru to go watch a demolition derby with him

[maeamian]

Part of the reason that Republicans are so desperately acting like they will never lose again is because they are deeply terrified that this is their last real chance to win. The big orange dipshit came in and gutted the party of everyone who wasn't a loyalist, which left it full of nasty little gremlins who have gaping voids where charisma and human decency is supposed to go.

They still hold a lot of power, but if we stop them this year the next presidential election may not be the Most Important One Of Your Life™, that's not a guarantee or anything, but if they don't win here and now their future looks grim, this dipshit is the only guy they have left and he's extremely diminished and has his brains leaking out of his ears at this point. We can beat him into the ground.

So that's what we're gonna fucking do. We're gonna break these fucking fash. They will crash upon us and we're gonna break their fucking necks. When they come for us they will lose because they're fucking losers and we have each other's backs which is something they fundamentally are incapable of comprehending.

[ozymandien]

chef with a silver earring

[egophiliac]

buckle up lads we're going BACK INTO THE BOOK

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Soup solves everything.

[qweenofurheart]

post-patrol arguing at sunrise

[comyetani]

the guys ever but its 2025

[xitsensunmoon]

You'd think after getting your dear daycare attendant out of the Pizzaplex you would live happily ever after, hm?

look who changed their mind to post the whole thing together oops

[abstractfrog]

Happy 1 year anniversary to Mr Sherlock Holmes! Here's a litttleee celebratory comic from me

[crunchchute]

duude

[nova-rpv]

a redraw of the first drawing i posted here to celebrate the fact that ive been in tumblr for more than a whole year posting my shit and havent deleted my blog in panic yippee \:D/ (mushy rant in tags)

[nyxofdemons]

don't get on that train

[dozydawn]

Fenton Vaseline Glass Snail, Vintage Yellow Opalescent Uranium Glass

[vaguely-concerned]

the strength it must have taken for illario to not immediately go full 'lmao since when have you even had a kiss hello lucanis' sibling violence mode during the café talk. inspirational. rook and lucanis really were doing all that right in front of his salad huh