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90 degrees on Tuesday you know what that means
#switchel time!#woo-hoo!#hm maybe on tuesday I'll surprise grrlpup with some delicious switchel#wait... do we have ginger? I hope we have ginger
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Polaroids taken aboard the Pride of Baltimore II, ft. the Duxbury Pier Lighthouse and the cutter Bloodhound, August 2024.
all photos ⓒ @the-golden-vanity
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I’m very curious cause I know most of tumblr uses ao3
Pls pretend 3 says read/write I can’t edit it
I tend to mostly write fics but i occasionally read them
Please reblog so more ppl can answer :)
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From Sherlock Holmes: the Valley of Fear
(Something something queerness was considered a form of insanity in the Victorian era something something mostly I am just Moved by Holmes having a crisis of confidence and needing reassurance before he can go to sleep)
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It was late that night when Holmes returned from his solitary excursion. We slept in a double-bedded room, which was the best that the little country inn could do for us. I was already asleep when I was partly awakened by his entrance.
"Well, Holmes," I murmured, "have you found anything out?"
He stood beside me in silence, his candle in his hand. Then the tall, lean figure inclined towards me. "I say, Watson," he whispered, "would you be afraid to sleep in the same room with a lunatic, a man with softening of the brain, an idiot whose mind has lost its grip?"
"Not in the least," I answered in astonishment.
"Ah, that's lucky," he said, and not another word would he utter that night.
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Another thing fandom needs to start doing more of is projecting on tops.
There are delicious amounts of psychological distress you can inflict on that guy once you get into his head. The brainworms of forcing agency and initiative on someone who genuinely is Not Fucking Ready For It are exquisite.
#reblogged before#will reblog again#horatio hornblower#hotspur husbands#make that man lose his whole fucking mind
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I took my little brother (autistic, mostly non verbal) out and he was using his voice keyboard to tell me something, and this little boy (maybe 4 or 5?) heard him and asked me "Is he a robot??" I tried to explain to him that no, he isn't a robot, he just communicates differently, but my darling brother was in the background max volume "I am robot I am robot I am robot I am robot"
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I havent even finished reading the list yet but I saw barbara in vienna and BOLTED here to ask for that!!
Yayayay I <3 this fic my favorite Barbara through a wringer moment which I have not worked on since Insane Influenza Injanuary (an attempt at alliteration was made, sorry)
There's a lot going on in this fic but I liked this opening and since it probably won't make the final cut in this form I may as well post it:
So he had gone to France after all—she received his letter in Vienna the day before they were to host a party, the largest party yet, which the Tzar himself was supposed to attend. She had felt the temptation to sit down and stare at the wall, visions of his pretty French mistress with the auburn hair flashing through her mind; but instead, she had pulled herself together and gone down to impress upon the butler the importance of polishing the silver properly, until the color is perfectly even and perfectly white, or I shall have to see that you and the rest of this household are replaced by servants with the slightest understanding of English competence, and after that, she had spent the rest of the afternoon overseeing the set-up of the grand ballroom, making sure all the decorations were in line. By the end of the evening, she thought smugly to herself, she had quite forgotten the letter at all; it was only when Arthur asked after young Richard that she had let slip about the boy’s father and his whereabouts.
“What in God’s name is the man doing in France?” Arthur exclaimed, looking up from his pile of reports and papers with surprise. “He might as well be in Vienna, if he is going to go traipsing around the continent.”
“He is visiting some old friends of his, who kindly sheltered him during his time in France,” Barbara said, the words carefully forming on her tongue. “The Count of Graçay and his daughter-in-law, I believe.”
“Ah, yes, I remember seeing them in Paris,” Arthur replied carelessly; years in the field had made him very good at reading the intentions of men, but less good at seeing through the cares of women. “They seemed decent enough people. A bit too provincial, though.”
“Quite. But I suppose one must go pay respects to one’s friends, provincial or not.”
“The girl was very pretty.”
Barbara bit into her lamb with such vehemence that she nearly took her tongue in the process. “Very pretty indeed.”
“Though she rather more like a count’s mistress than a count’s wife. Her manners were fine enough, but she was rough at the edges.”
There was a brief pause; Arthur did not look up from his report.
“Well, perhaps they might prove more fitting company for your husband anyway. The man knows his way around a ship, but when it comes to matters on land...” He looked up then, caught Barbara’s eye. “You oughtn’t let yourself be so bothered, not over a man like that.”
There was an admonition there which she had gotten from Richard many a time since she had married Horatio—he’s a very fine man, but you are a Wellesley—and she, in her stubborn Wellesley pride, had refused to heed it. But now she could see what he had meant, and her stubbornness turned in the other direction.
“He is a fool if he—” Arthur began, but Barbara cut him off.
“He is a fool,” she said levelly, taking another bite of lamb. “And I am utterly unbothered by anything he chooses to do. I washed my hands of him in Paris.”
“Good,” Arthur said, and went back to his report. Barbara went back to thinking on the china for tomorrow evening, and not about Horatio at all.
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Comfort
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faces and ages of Horatio
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I've been doing some crocheting since last year. These are the little critters I've created so far!
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me when i see an animal that is known for being in my area
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Rise and collapse of a wave. Details of paintings by Michael Zeno Diemer (1867-1939)
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you know how sometimes you go through the roughest moment in your whole entire life and then you look up and it's like. oh. the moon is still there
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ixt: ɬush nsayka chaku-ixt kʰapa papa (ukuk kələkələ papa yaka munk tənas kʰa-qʰənchi ɬaska munk tipiʔ)
mawkst: ɬush nsayka qʼwetɬ pi ɬatwa kʰapa papa (wik-saya kʰanawi ukuk yuɬqat-lima papa yaka munk tənas. yaka palach ɬaska kʰapa mama pus tutush)
ɬun: ɬush nsayka yutɬiɬ-mitxwit-ɬatwa kʰapa papa (ukuk kələkələ papa yaka munk-wam pʰaʔ pi munk tənas kʰa mama yaka tʼɬap chxi shiksh)
lakit: ɬush nsayka chaku-t'ɬap kʰapa papa (ukuk samən papa yaka t'ɬap-tənas)
qwinəm: ɬush nsayka supna-supna-supna kʰapa papa (ukuk iliʔi-shwiqʰiq papa yaka lulu pʰaʔ kʰa-qʰənchi taxam santi)
taxam: ɬush nsayka chaku-wam kʰapa papa (lawest-kǝlǝkǝlǝ papa yaka munk tənas hayu mun kʰa mama yaka ɬatwa pi məkʰmək)
i love the -with mama trend but sometimes i get sad because that is clearly papa and he aint getting any credit raising those darn kids...
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ɬush nsayka munk ixt-ixt kakwa mama

let's synchronise with mama
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this is something thats been on my mind for a little while, especially seeing the rise in antisemitism grow only more and more vicious with every passing day. but after this report showed that Jewish people are being more and more openly rejected from queer spaces, it actively felt important to me.
it feels wrong to me, as someone who is not Jewish, to use any of the inclusive pride flags while ignoring the glaring fact that Jewish people are again and again being made to feel unwelcome and unsafe.
so, i wanted to make some pride flag variants to express that open, unconditional acceptance of ALL Jews. and by all i do mean ALL Jews, not only after they meet some arbitrary measure of "pureness" or shame for being Jewish, not only after they personally disown all ties to Israel.
two versions purely because i think the unifying filter colour on the second makes it look nicer, but people might want the Raw colours
anyone can feel free to use this, but just know that if youre someone who has "ZIONISTS DIE" or anything similar on your bio, then you are automatically going against the point of this flag, and are making a lot of Jewish people feel unsafe around you.
#queer#jewish queers#anti-semitism#pride flags#being shitty to random Jews because you object to Israel#is the same as being shitty to random Muslims because of 9/11#knock it the fuck off
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