#I still have nightmares about it

[ebongawk]

#9 please?

9. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

"Eddie?"

He was a heap of bone and flesh. A mountain of a man reduced to a pile of rubble. As though he'd been stuffed full of dynamite and the plunger had long since fallen victim to gravity. Landslides of rock and forest exploding in a great finale.

The silence left behind was almost alarming.

To know that Eddie could be silent was impossible to reconcile.

The constant force of his frenetic energy filled her with a life she'd been so uncertain of living prior to him. Prior to his unexpected appearance in her life, dropping like an anvil from a plane and shattering the plate glass perfection of her former existence.

Leaving behind beautifully jagged broken pieces with which he helped her construct a new stained-glass portrait of being. One full of music and midnights and dancing and wildflowers tucked into those riotous curls of his she didn't have enough product to contain. Fully and fundamentally a part of him, it would not be tamed.

"Eddie? Wake up."

Perhaps that's why his quiet was so disarming.

Eddie never stopped moving. Seated on the couch, a book in his hand and his concentration tucked between his teeth, his leg always bounced. Sprawled out on his bedroom floor, guitar strung across his body, the rapidly plucked strings gave way to music that had his hips twisting and his calves clenching. Even just driving, his fingertips drummed against the steering wheel, playing out the beat of whatever song was playing through the stereo or whatever music he was creating in his mind.

Chrissy doubted he had the ability to settle.

Except now.

"Eddie," she said again, kneeling next to him and placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. Her heart was thundering in her chest, trying to burst up from her throat and display that anxiety to the world at large. "You need to wake up because I can't do this without you."

He never did anything gently.

Every step he took was thunderous. Announcing his viability to the ether of existence with grandeur. Like the world itself was a stage, and he was uplifting and exciting the crowd of spectators waiting shadowed in his audience.

Eddie Munson was born with a spotlight shining down on him. He was created to be the center of it all, arms outstretched and screaming his joy into the blanket of eternity. Long after his light extinguished and the world dimmed, his voice would echo against the mountain ranges of the Earth.

Shaking his shoulder, she whispered his name again before pressing her lips to his forehead.

He woke with a start, his gasp sharp as he thrust himself into a sitting position and made Chrissy stumble back with a screech.

Never gentle.

"Shit, sunshine, you alright?" Eddie asked, his voice roughened around the edges. His nap hadn't quite been long enough, she knew, but––

"I-I'm okay," she assured him with a grin. "But, um, you told me to wake you if I had any trouble..."

Stretching around his yawn so it came out as more of a squeak, Eddie glanced at his watch, then at her, before chuckling.

"I told you IKEA furniture was a bitch and a half to put together."

Petulant, Chrissy crossed her arms in a pout.

"There aren't any written explanations, Eddie. It's just pictures."

"I know, sweetness."

"Why would they just put pictures?"

Reaching for her, Eddie scooped her up like the child she was projecting and deposited her on his lap with a laugh.

"Probably specifically to annoy you." He poked her nose, and Chrissy swatted his hand away.

"Eddie."

"And to ruin my nap."

"Ugh. You're annoying."

"Oh," he cried, clutching dramatically at his chest. "T-Thine princess wounds me so! The crack of my heart reverberates through the kingdom; the sound of it breaking like an earthquake of sorrow!" Throwing himself backward onto the bed nearly dislodged Chrissy from his lap, and she grabbed his hips with a screaming laugh.

"I'm sorry, my knight, I'm sorry!"

"I am much too wounded, my princess! Death is imminent!"

"No!" Chrissy laid over him, her hands settling against his heart and pantomiming CPR. "Absolutely not. I literally cannot build this desk without you!"

Sitting up just as suddenly as he fell back, Eddie grabbed her shoulders to keep her from toppling to the floor and grinned wildly at her.

"I wonder what'll put our relationship to the test more," he mused, pecking her cheek. "Your constant flurry of insults or building fucking IKEA furniture together."

Chrissy stole a kiss from his lips that Eddie eagerly returned, holding it for a few seconds past chaste.

"Good thing we're solid."

"Pshhh. As solid as IKEA furniture? Chrissy, please, be serious.”

[cringefail-clown]

turnabout kids and their sprites! ive had an ask laying around in my inbox about them for far too long lmfao, so ive finally decided to draw em out

jane: mime porcelain doll + poppop

dirk: seagull + hal

roxy: wizard figurine + frigglish

jake: gcat + his dreamself

[hemeinahmoon]

Did this with my finger on my phone with ibisPaint X.

It was a challenge and I made good use of the undo button.

[botanyshitposts]

ok this sounds insane but in 2018 i went to a few carnivorous plant talks at the botany conference in minnesota. i got caught up in conversation with one of the guys there who was a huge nepenthes guy who told me a story about another collector in the pacific northwest who'd been buying poached plants, like a huge amount, and eventually got staked out by the fish and wildlife service and arrested and had all his plants seized and went to prison for it. idk if i ever talked about this on this blog before-- i know i liveblogged a lot from that conference but cant remember what all i posted-- but ive avoided talking about it since then because i was never able to find like, news articles or anything covering it, but behold.... we now have proof it was real, and im like 80% sure this was this guy he was talking about. the raid happened in 2016 and they'd been staking them out since 2013. he had nearly 400 plants and had been sourcing many of them from poachers in indonesia and borneo.

remember folks: poaching happens with plants too! it's a huge problem not only in carnvirous plants (nepenthes especially, which this piece is dedicated to talking about) but also in native plant populations in the US, including native carnivorous plant populations (north and south carolina's venus fly traps, california's darlingtonia, and sarracenia from the east coast), native orchids (historically one of the most poached categories), desert plants/cacti/succulents, and slow-growing woody ornamentals (cycads, for example). never buy bare-root plants off ebay or facebook! your best bet is local nurseries (which usually purchase farm-raised plants that do well in a wide range of conditions, and as a result have a healthy population in the wild) or specialty greenhouses (more expensive, but at least in the case of carnivorous plants offer young plants bred from established adult plants in-house, raised in captivity).

[thecindercrow]

A League of Their Own - 1.06

[gay-jesus-probably]

Okay so I have a lot of thoughts about the whole thing of the Gerudo being a race of entirely women, with the only exception being one man born every hundred years, and that man automatically being their king. Now this worldbuilding comes from Ocarina of Time, and there's obviously a metric fuckton of unfortunate implications there, because it was 1998. And it seems that Tears of the Kingdom is sticking with the lore of Gerudo men being extremely rare and becoming the King of their people, which once again has a metric fuckton of unfortunate implications because it's 2023 and Nintendo has somehow gotten even worse about this shit.

But let's set aside the whole... everything, and look at this from just the in-universe perspective. How does it work? I mean, it's pretty clear that there is no overlap between the kings; the old ones are normally long gone by the time a new one is born, but the Gerudo manage to take care of themselves during the hangtime. So they must have an established system of government and leadership that doesn't involve a king, and somehow that system is set up in a way that does a smooth transfer of power once a new king is born and old enough to take the throne. But why bother always declaring a random guy to be your King when you already have a perfectly functional system in place?

I mean again, the whole thing has a lot of sexist implications, but we're not looking at this from a real world context, we're examining it in-universe. And we could just go the lazy route and say that their king is in charge just because he's the only man, but I don't like that. I mean come on, the Gerudo are a race of entirely women, and most of their outside problems come from Hylian men being creepy about it. They are entirely a matriarchy; there is literally no reason for their culture to have an inherent respect for men, even if the man in question is one of them. And they're desert people; they live in an extremely harsh and dangerous landscape, if they don't have their shit together, they will die. By sheer necessity, their culture needs to put a lot of value in being practical, because if they're stupid about things, people die. They really can't afford to have a shitty leader take over, and just letting some guy take the wheel doesn't really fit with the way their culture must otherwise work.

So again, why the fuck do they bother having a King?

I think it's mainly just a ceremonial position. Yes, if the guy is a good leader he'll be in charge, but if he isn't good at being a King or isn't interested in the job... fuck it, they've already got a functional government system that's been leading their people the whole time, why fix what isn't broken? The title of Gerudo King isn't about leadership or power. I think it's more about belonging. Because the Gerudo are a culture where every single one of them can be defined in the same way... and there is exactly one exception once a century. Men are considered to be inherently outsiders at the best of times, and more often they're enemies. A man born into this culture is a natural outsider; he is completely unique, and that means he doesn't really fit into his community. And well... when someone is fundamentally different from the rest of their community, they tend to be ostracized.

So I think that's why the position of Gerudo King exists. It isn't about them needing or even wanting a man to lead them. The title of King doesn't need to involve any leadership at all. It's about giving the man born every century a place in their society. It's a way of saying yes, you are one of us, you are a Gerudo, you belong here, you are wanted and you are loved.

The Gerudo know that every hundred years, one of their children will be fundamentally different from all of his peers. And so their society is built to ensure that a child who is completely different from them will still be loved and accepted. He will always have a place in their society. He doesn't need to earn their love, he has it just for existing. These are his people.

The title of Gerudo King isn't an inherent position of authority. It's a promise of acceptance.

[hoofpeet]

Are you safe?

yah 👍 tl;dr our NOW-ex landlord harassed us for 7 months after trying and failing to run a rental scam. We had an eviction hearing this morning and literally 5 minutes after leaving the courthouse our now-CURRENT landlord sent us a lease to sign and agreed to let us move in this weekend. So yeah a lot of shit happened but 👍

[pinkd3mon]

Kirby deals with existential crisis and Bandana is a good friend

[beanghostprincess]

Sanji and Usopp during The Sabaody Incident™ won't leave my mind.

Usopp standing in front of Sanji protectively because he is wounded and he can't fight, so Usopp will do it for him ("I'll do what you can't do").

There is just something about Sanji's expression when he realizes he might actually lose Usopp. This is my interpretation, at least. He is literally frightened.

Usopp helping Sanji stand up to run away. This is crucial for something I want to point out later: Sanji needs help to stand up. (Also, Brook disappears trying to protect them both and saying he will do anything to save them even if it costs him his life. I am feeling sick).

Sanji being self-sacrificing and blaming himself for not being able to protect them/act sooner is not new. But he does manage to gain the strength to fight when Usopp is the only one left with him and the possibility of losing him is even more real now.

The thing that I love the most about this is not Sanji sacrificing himself for Usopp, because he does that. He is like that. But Usopp not running away or moving in the slightest because he refuses to leave Sanji on his own.

Something I'd like to point out too is that Sanji actually touches Kuma before Usopp disappears. He tries to fight and protect him and Kuma could've easily sent Sanji to Momoiro Island right away, and yet Sanji was just sent flying far from the scene and forced to see Usopp disappear in front of him.

And I am not saying that "not being able to protect both Brook and Usopp (especially Usopp) is needed for Sanji to realize he has to become stronger and find more reasons to go back with the crew" but not being able to protect both Brook and Usopp (especially Usopp) is needed for Sanji to realize he has to become stronger and find more reasons to go back with the crew.

Not to mention that we can't deny (right after Water 7/Enies Lobby) that Usopp is one of Sanji's strongest bonds within the crew. This specific scene focusing on them both is more than enough to prove it.

Sanji seeing Usopp disappear in front of his eyes without being able to do anything to save him.

Remember what I said about Sanji needing help to stand up seconds ago? Well. This is him the moment Usopp disappears. What adrenaline and the power of love do to a mf.

They are so "I can lose everything, but not you. Oh God, not you" shaped.

[guardian-angle22]

Tarlos Wedding Celebration Event [Week 12] -> favorite location(s)-> The Tarloft

[elizakai]

Nightmare’s big castle library is filled with all sorts the stories, studies, novels, poetry…fan fiction.

most of them are stories he’s written over the years.

[novicedraws]

call this a 2.0 to my other hug drawing that everyone seems to like? lmao.

Bonus:

[jerswayman]

i think we all know it's you who never wants to leave brando

[svtskneecaps]

lukewarm take of the evening: y'all care too much about being ""outdated"". fellas this smp moves inhumanly fast. it is ok to CHILL holy shit CHILL. y'all are like "(posts BANGER ART) super late guys sorry" friend i am hitting you with a blanket i am snapping you with my metaphorical towel WHAT DO YOU MEAN SORRY. "(posts BANGER FIC) rip this is outdated now" WHO CARES???? I LOVE YOU, OK. ohhhh woe is us as the fandom at large for having MORE HAPPY PILLS ARC CONTENT oh no how outdated!! how could you be writing speculative fiction about how forever felt during happy pills :( slash SARCASM!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!!! THERE ARE SO MANY BANGER ARCS, WHAT, YOU THINK WE'RE COMPLAINING????? FOR GETTING MORE OF THE CONTENT WE LOVED????? oh no we're past the period where everyone thought green gay ninjas were like Dead Dead, my work is now outdated and noncanon :( WDYM. GIMME. A BANGER IS A BANGER IDC IF IT TAKES THREE MONTHS. you think rome was built in a day?? fuck you, baltimore, GIMME. my ass has been cooking a goddamn backflipo family fic since july when it was ALREADY outdated do you think i fear god??? "oh no, you're making an edit of slime's (attempted) egg murdering spree?? how could you, that was months ago it's irrelevant" SAID NO ONE EVER.

save your wrists kidlings ok carpal tunnel is no joke. CHILL!!!!! CHILL!!!!!!!! TAKE YOUR TIME SHEEEEEESH OK LOVE YOU <3

[worstloki]

love the idea of the Avengers adding new members but being stingy about rooms so the OG Avengers each get their own but Bucky and Loki are forced to share one under the guise of it being 'healthy interaction'

[yourlocalabomination]

Song - Taking What’s Not Yours by Tv Girl.

(I learnt my lesson from last time so here’s the animated version in the original post)