#a. e. pessimal

[pratchettquotes]

"Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Your Grace."

"I know that one," said Vimes. "Who watches the watchmen? Me, Mr. Pessimal."

"Ah, but who watches you, Your Grace?" said the inspector with a brief little smile.

"I do that, too. All the time," said Vimes. "Believe me."

Terry Pratchett, Thud!

[lithiyummy]

"I'm sorry. I know that I am a small, weak man, but I have amassed a large library; I dream of dangerous places."

[mundo-sem-pirralhos]

TODO CHA Q TEM COMO TRATAMENTO DE ULCERAS É ABORTIVO, E TEM Q TOMAR BEM FORTE CONCENTRADO, ATE DESCER O LIXO DO AMONTOADO DE CELULAS!! MELHOR COISA DO MUNDO É ABORTAR, PQ PARIR NUNCA FOI BOM EM NADA PRA MULHER, MELHOR COISA É NAO AGRADAR NG COM FILHOS MALDITOS, PQ ISSO SÓ SOBRA PRA MULHERES!! O PATRIARCADO A SOCIEDADE SEMPRE C A GOU PRAS MULHERES E MENINAS, SÓ QUEREM EXPLORAÇÃO ATE HJ.. ESCRAVIDAO SO DAS MULHERES.. E PROS SISTEMAS DELES..

[omarfor-orchestra]

Vivi e lascia vivere su rai premium chi sono io per non perdere altri neuroni

[sagittariusmarz]

What you need to let go of (pac) *follower request

Pile 1

I see that you need to let go of resentment and pain from the past, I see that some of you need to let go of negative people no matter who they are or how close they are to you. You need to change your perspective and let go of fear, you need to stope overthinking and second guessing. Signs- Gemini, Capricorn, scorpio, Aquarius in 11th house/cancer in 5th house. Initials- W, V, J, E, T, K

Pile 2

I see that you need to let go of regrets and stop giving people second chances, you need to let go of your shyness/timid ways. I see that you need to put yourself out there more and be more confident, you need to let go of anything you know is holding you back and blocking you from success/new opportunities. Signs- Gemini/scorpio, Capricorn in 6th house/cancer in 1st house. Initials- B, N, S, D

Pile 3

I see that you need to let go of pessimism and let go of other people’s opinions/perceptions of you, you need to let go of fear/procrastination and masking how you really feel. I see that you should let go of the things that’s burdening you and you shouldn’t worry so much about fitting in, you need to let go of your old foundation and create a new one so that you can follow your heart and be successful. You need to let go of regret and overthinking/second guessing, you need to be more clear about your boundaries and what you want. Signs- Sagittarius/gemini, Gemini in 7th house/ Scorpio in 3rd house. Initials- L, G, Z, I, R, K, H

Personal readings always available

Divider by @thecutestgrotto PNGs by @ambersalbums @aquazero @luvpngs

[marypsue]

Was talking with @seiya234 about Sam Vimes and the idea that seems to come up in some fan circles with some regularity that after his death, Vimes will become the 'God of Coppering' or in some other way some part of him will continue to protect the city/the Watch after his death. She mentioned that she thought the idea was kind of king-ish - the whole idea "that someone will keep swooping in and saving the day" - and that Vimes would haaaaaate that, and I agree.

However. It's true. Part of Sam Vimes will keep protecting Ankh-Morpork long after he dies.

It's the part of him he gave to Carrot, the part that Carrot uses to check himself every time he starts to get frustrated with the limitations of what he can do as a Watchman and wishes he could just - make people be better.

It's the part of him he gave to Angua, the quiet faith that of course the beast within can be brought to heel, of course it's never easy but it's always worth it.

It's the part of him he gave to A. E. Pessimal, a small dull man living a small dull life whose eyes were opened wide one terrifying night to how much of a difference one small dull man's small dull life can make to the great churning wheels of the world.

It's the part of him he gave to the grags and to Mr. Shine, the proof that the truth is worth digging for and worth hauling up into the light, that it's possible to look beyond hatred and mistrust.

It's the part of him he gave to William de Worde, the knowledge that nothing is really worth doing unless someone, somewhere, would really much rather you weren't doing it.

It's the part of him he gave to Reg Shoe, that keeps Reg believing in the necessity of fighting for a better world even when it seems absurd and impossible and foolish to try.

It's the part of him he gave to Sham Harga, who knows every now and then, a man just needs some burnt crispy bits.

It's the part of him he gave to any number of strangers in the street, a sense of what fairness and justice can look like, even in something as small as a night patrol.

It's the part of him he gave to Sybil, the very best part of himself.

And it's everything of himself that he gave to Young Sam, who has a chance now to make his own impressions on a thousand thousand lives.

It's not just A part of Sam Vimes that will linger after his death, protecting the city he loved and hated in equal parts, the city that was his. It's a thousand thousand parts, that he left behind sometimes aware, sometimes intentionally, sometimes without even realising. And it's not something inherent within Sam Vimes and Sam Vimes alone, not something special about him or that only he could do. It's what everyone does, leaves parts and pieces of themselves behind. A thousand thousand parts of Sam Vimes are still out there, still saving the city, little by little, in quiet unglamourous ways, day after day after day.

If anything can be saved by a part of someone who's gone, it's like this.

And I think Sam Vimes would be proud of that.

(And also swear about it quite a lot when he realises this also implies that technically he's a factor in the lives of crime that some of the many, many people he's arrested over his long career have gone on to lead, but alas. We don't get to choose ALL the ripples we make in the world.)

[painted-bees]

I've mentioned a few times that Raf doesn't have a very fond opinion of Margie's parents [even...or maybe especially...after meeting them and seeing first-hand how they regard her and her passions, and choices, and accomplishments, etc], and he can't really connect with her older sister genuinely, because she's just...incapable of being normal about him, apparently.

But Raf gets along really, really well with Margie's younger brother, Benji. Benji's just a chill autistic guy who lives with the parents, smokes weed and plays video games when he doesn't have work. He's never really had to grow up and doesn't want to--but is a hard worker despite this. So long as you tell him what to do, he'll just do it without complaining--even if the task is insane. And he'll do a good job of it. He and Raf have this in common lmao (though Raf has his own initiatives/goals that he'll prioritise and is a lot more proactive--whereas Benji very much needs to be put in front of a task or have a goal dictated to him by someone else, as he won't take that initiative himself.)

Like Margie, Benji sees Raf as Just A Guy... and, like Margie, suffers a lot of second hand embarassment over the weird fixation/intense vibes their older sister, Liza, presents in her behavior towards Raf. Benji's room doubles as a place for Raf to hide when he needs some space--because Benji's energy doesn't sap the life out of him the way the rest of Margie's family does. They'll just hit a bong, sit back, listen to Iron Maiden or Judas Priest or w/e on Benji's sweet stereo system and Raf is chill to just watch Benji play whatever game he's got going on the playstation.

Thanks to this, Raf gets to know Benji better than he gets to know any other member of Margie's family, and they get talking about a lot of different things.

One of the conversations that sticks with him, I think, is one where Benji explains that he and Margie always swore off the whole "growing up" thing and agreed they'd always act like kids together without letting the world turn them into bitter, boring, joyless adults. As kids, they attribute "growing up" with all the things that made their older sister and parents kinda unfun and difficult to relate to.

When Margie was kicked out of the house and made to live on her own, Benji was genuinely concerned that the world was just gonna beat all the fun and joy out of her, and that she'd come back home one day as a dull, boring, joyless adult that he barely recognized. And he thanks Raf for finding her out there and giving her a place where she doesn't have to be anything other than Margie.

Usually Raf would argue that Margie has grown up...quite significantly--even just during the time he's known her. But he recognizes that this isn't what Benji means when he talks about "growing up" and "adulthood". Benji's definition of 'being an adult' is more akin to Raf's experience with adulthood; poisoned by pessimism, burnout, characterized by passionless incurioisity and bogged down by an oppressive, unyeilding self-loathing and fatigue. All due to the fruitless endeavor of trying to fullfill an impossible role imposed upon him by the uncaring population of his environment.

In honesty, the very first thing he noticed about Margie--before he had even heard her play music--was a certain je ne sais quoi, a joyful whimsy, youthful gentleness, whatever the hell you want to call it. It's what spurred him to reach out to her in the train station, very first time they met.

It was hard to imagine Margie without it. In truth, once Raf had sensed it, he didn't want to let it go. It was a subconscious thing, he didn't understand what he was dealing with at the time. But he'd have never agreed to go for coffee nor to meet with her again--if not for that precious sense of raw joy and wonder that she emitted so effortlessly. It was an endangered animal to him. And ever since meeting her, his life has become centered around preserving and nourishing it in her--and recapturing it within himself.

He has no way of knowing if Margie could have ever lost it, regardless of whether he showed up in her life or not. He errs towards the belief that she'd have always retained it--it's just too much a core part of her personality to bend to the environment like that. But he's really happy to have the luck--and the means--to foster and feed that part of her. Benji will never be without his fun-loving, joyful dorky sister. Raf hopes the same is true for himself, as well.

[ambrenoir]

LA LETTERA D'AMORE PIU BELLA CHE IO ABBIA MAI LETTO.

"Cara Francesca,

Spero che questa mia lettera ti trovi bene.

Non so quando la riceverai. Quando io me ne sarò già andato.

Ho sessantacinque anni, ormai, e ne sono passati esattamente tredici dal nostro primo incontro, quando imboccai il vialetto di casa tua in cerca di indicazioni sulla strada.

Spero con tutto me stesso che questo pacchetto non sconvolga in alcun modo la tua vita. Il fatto è che non sopporto di pensare alle mie macchine fotografiche sullo scaffale riservato all’attrezzatura di seconda mano di un negozio o nelle mani di uno sconosciuto. Saranno in pessime condizioni quando le riceverai, ma non ho nessun altro a cui lasciarle e mi scuso del rischio che forse ti costringerò a correre mandandotele.

Dal 1965 al 1975 ho viaggiato quasi ininterrottamente. Nell’intento di allontanarmi almeno parzialmente dalla tentazione di telefonarti o di venire a cercarti, tentazione che da sveglio in pratica non mi lascia mai, ho accettato tutti gli incarichi oltreoceano che sono riuscito a procurarmi. Ci sono stati momenti, molti momenti, in cui mi sono detto: << All’inferno, vado a Winterset e, costi quel che costi, porto Francesca via con me>>.

Ma non ho dimenticato le tue parole, e rispetto i tuoi sentimenti. Forse avevi ragione, non lo so. So però che uscire dal viale di casa tua, in quella arroventata mattinata di agosto, è stata la prova più ardua che abbia mai affrontato e che mai avrò occasione di affrontare. Dubito, in effetti, che molti uomini ne abbiano vissute di più dure.

Ho lasciato il National Geographic, nel 1975 e da allora mi sono dedicato soprattutto a fotografare ciò che piaceva a me, prendendo il lavoro là dove potevo, servizi locali o regionali che non mi impegnavano mai più di pochi giorni.

Finanziariamente è stata dura, ma tiro avanti.

Come ho sempre fatto.

Buona parte del mio lavoro lo svolgo nella zona di Puget Sound. Mi va bene così. Pare che invecchiando gli uomini si rivolgano sempre più spesso all’acqua.

Ah, sì, adesso ho un cane, un golden retriever.

L’ho chiamato Highway, e lo porto quasi sempre con me, quando siamo in viaggio, se ne sta con la testa fuori dal finestrino, in cerca di posti interessanti da fotografare.

Nel 1972 sono caduto da una rupe nell’Acadia National Park, nel Maine, e mi sono fratturato una caviglia.

Nella caduta ho perso la catena e la medaglia, ma fortunatamente non erano finite lontano. Le ho recuperate e un gioielliere ha provveduto ad aggiustare la catena.

Vivo con il cuore impolverato, Meglio di così non saprei metterla. C’erano state delle donne prima di te, qualcuna, ma nessuna dopo. Non mi sono votato deliberatamente alla castità: è solo che non provo alcun interesse.

Una volta ho avuto modo di osservare il comportamento di un’oca canadese la cui compagna era stata uccisa dai cacciatori. Si uniscono per la vita, sai. Dopo l’episodio, ha continuato ad aggirarsi intorno allo stagno per qualche giorno. L’ultima volta che l’ho vista, nuotava tutta sola tra il riso selvatico, ancora alla ricerca. Immagino che da un punto di vista letterario la mia analogia sia troppo scontata, ma è più o meno così che mi sento anch’io.

Con la fantasia, nelle mattine caliginose o nei pomeriggi in cui il sole riflette sull’acqua a nord-ovest, cerco di immaginare dove sei e che cosa stai facendo.

Niente di complicato…ti vedo in giardino, seduta sulla veranda, in piedi davanti al lavello della cucina. Cose così.

Ricordo tutti. Il tuo profumo e il tuo sapore, che erano come l’estate stessa. La tua pelle contro la mia, e il suono dei tuoi bisbigli mentre ti amavo.

Robert Penn Warren scrisse: << Un mondo che sembra abbandonato da Dio >>. Non male, molto vicino a quello che provo per te certe volte. Ma non posso vivere sempre coì. Quando la tensione diventa eccessiva, carico Harry e, in compagnia di Highway, ritorno sulla strada per qualche giorno.

Commiserarmi non mi piace. Non è nella mia natura. E in genere non me la passo poi tanto male.

Al contrario, sono felice di averti almeno incontrata.

Avremmo potuto sfiorarci come due frammenti di polvere cosmica, senza sapere mai nella l’uno dell’altra.

Dio o l’universo o qualunque altro nome si scelga di dare ai grandi sistemi di ordini ed equilibri, non riconosce il tempo terrestre. Per l’universo, quattro giorni non sono diversi da quattro miliardi di anni luce. Per quanto mi riguarda, cerco di tenerlo sempre a mente.

Ma, dopo tutto, sono un uomo.

E tutte le considerazioni filosofiche non bastano a impedirmi di desiderarti, ogni giorno, ogni momento, con la testa piena dello spietato gemito del tempo, del tempo che non potrò mai vivere con te.

Ti amo, di un amore profondo e totale. E così sarà sempre."

“I ponti di Madison County”, R.J.Waller

[i-mmaginando]

Lazzaro alzati e mantieni fede alla promesse!

Per evitare pessime figure siate parsimoniosi nel declamare performance da urlo

[source @looccool blog]

[Hai fantasie proibite? Raccontale in anonimo le inserirò in un blog dedicato]

[colourstreakgryffin]

hiii! can i request a fic for Nanami with an S/O who's the literal definition of sunshine?

(he's been rotting my brain for weeks 😭)

Ooohh~! This is my first ever Nanami request so thank you! To think this man is younger than Satoru is just crazy, I love it!

Nanami Kento- Eclipse Heart

Kento is very protective over you, your pure heart is too much to not be blocked out from the scary world. You’re such a sweetheart; a positive, optimistic being and he is truly emotional attached to you

Kento always wants to shield you from the world. It’ll damage your beauty and he can’t take that, you’re the only thing motivating him to work overtime and tolerate it. You motivate him to fight, he needs you the way you’ve always been

Kento never lets his own pessimism reshape you and he apologises if he thinks he has gone too far. He may be a bit grumpy but he still is affectionate, don’t shy away from him. Give him a hug!

Kento originally never wanted a relationship, since he couldn’t bear the idea of worrying somebody and that logic still applies to you but he is so attached to you, he can’t just let go of you now. So, he decides to work even harder as to not worry you

Please. For god, please don’t bond with Satoru. Kento can’t take that

“Awwww~! Kenny~!” You giggled and smiled widely at both yourself and practically the sky as your all-so-lovey-dovey boyfriend, Nanami Kento growled in pain and flinched as a number of areas on his fit, built frame were patched up firmly with snowy white bandages. The savvy businessman had returned after a gruelling fight with a young student, Itadori Yuji and as you were cheerfully wrapping him up, you got Kento to spill the beans entirely on the incident

“Dokusha… it was nothing but business, you know that” Kento responded in his usual gruff, responsibility-absorbed tone and it just made your playful grin widened, wanting to mess with Kento more to try take his mind off the cursed spirit that supposedly escaped. Thankfully now, after the few months of dating him, he has learn to be able to take your harmless jokes. Kento has learn to lighten up significantly, thanks to you and only you

“I hear ya, but you can’t deny that the boy is brilliant and even adorable!” You chime excitedly, wanting more than anything to meet this Yuji. It seemed very cute, as cute as your overstressed dull Kento smiling and laughing but at the same time, Kento didn’t want you to meet another man. Even if the kid was younger, he had worked so hard for you and had been crushing on you since Jujutsu High

You’re so positive… so cheery… so optimistic that you mesh well with a man like Satoru but you chose him, the most blunt and serious man ever. He doesn’t really understand how he managed to charm you all those years ago but update to the present day at twenty seven, he is still a little boy with a massive crush on you and it drives him mad with humiliation. He would have beaten that stupid version of himself into the ground if you didn’t like it so much and he didn’t like you so much

Anything you like. Is something Kento grows accustom to; you like a different coloured tie? He will wear it and get use to it neutrally. You want him to put a sheathe for his blunt sword, he will look into it. Is Kento attached and swayed by your words? Yes, with a hint of insecurity following his passionate love. He just wants to give you give you everything want and be the man of your dreams, even if he can kill the light-hearted mood you put up so easily

You give him chances over and over and over again, even though. Kento doesn’t believe he deserves those chances with the way he is and the way you are but then again, he won’t pass down such chances to improve his romantic connection to you. Kento, for the first time this session, let out that light warm smile you just adore and those gorgeous brown eyes of his make your heart go pitter-patter faster than ever. His effect on you is quite significant

You just simply loved seeing Kento smile. Even if it was rare, you knew deep down that he’d always smile for you

“You always know what to say to make everything ten times more positive, my love. Thank you, Dokusha”

[abatelunare]

Inutile ostinazione

La mia caparbietà - o forse sarebbe meglio dire la mia cocciutaggine - mi spinge a continuare a guardare determinate cose, sebbene nel mio io profondo sappia perfettamente che ciò è del tutto inutile. Dalle rape si possono cavare molte cose: non certo il sangue. Detto questo, vorrei congedarmi da questo inclito social augurando a tutti Buona Pasqua. E anche buonanotte. Così non rischio di perdere le mie pessime abitudini.

[comefiorineldeserto]

Io prendo sempre pessime decisioni. Tipo oggi ho visto un cappello con scritto: Gin Tonic e pentimenti.

L’ho comprato.

Fine

[sagittariusmarz]

Your enemies next move towards you (pac) *follower request

Pile 1

I see that their next move towards you is to make you feel unbalanced/unstable, they want to mess with your money or your job so that you feel overwhelmed. They’re trying to find a way to make more money than you, they’re trying to see if they can meddle with your love life too by messing with one of your partners or exes. They’re trying to be less intimidated by you and more confident. Signs- Virgo/taurus. Initial- D, O, E

Pile 2

I see that their next move towards you is to suppress their emotions and try to make amends, they feel like their life is unstable and they’re not doing well financially. Plans they’ve had in the past to mess with you didn’t work out or they got a lot of karma so they feel like being on better terms with you will help with their karma. They’re disappointed how their life is going and how things aren’t working for them, they’re dealing with pessimism and no motivation. Signs- Gemini/taurus. Initals- B, M, J, H

Pile 3

I see that their next move towards you is to isolate themselves and reflect/think on their past mistakes/failures, their next move is to focus more on themselves and their success. They need more confidence and bravery so that they can move on and have a new beginning. Signs- Gemini/virgo. Initials- T, E, Z

Personal readings always available

Pngs by @snailspng @florietas. Divider by @cafekitsune

[principessa-6]

Mentre guidava lungo la strada 75, una donna ha notato un cane in pessime condizioni in un fosso vicino all'uscita 20. Sebbene fosse diretta a un appuntamento e si trovasse nella corsia di sinistra, la sua compassione per l'animale l'ha spinta a fare inversione e tornare indietro, rischiando di essere multata da un agente di pattuglia che aveva visto poco prima.

Quando è arrivata al posto di controllo, ha spiegato la situazione al poliziotto, che ha deciso immediatamente di aiutarla. L'agente, identificato come Trooper Tudors della Polizia Stradale del Tennessee, ha trovato il cane debole e ansimante. Con grande gentilezza, ha improvvisato una ciotola con una bottiglia e gli ha offerto dell'acqua, che il cane ha bevuto disperatamente.

Successivamente, Tudors si è assicurato di dargli altra acqua e persino uno spuntino, mentre il cane, pur sospettoso, iniziava lentamente a fidarsi di lui.

Il poliziotto ha deciso di rimanere lì con una sedia e un ombrellone, cercando di conquistare la fiducia del cane con l'intenzione di portarlo in un rifugio o persino adottarlo, se necessario.

Questo atto di gentilezza ci ricorda che, in momenti inaspettati, possiamo trovare esempi di generosità ed empatia nel mondo...

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[affog0]

stasera avrei bisogno di una decina di drink una ventina di sigarette e di alcune pessime decisioni

[sol941sblog]

Não são as nossas ideias que nos fazem otimistas ou pessimistas, mas o otimismo e o pessimismo de origem fisiológica que fazem as nossas ideias.

Miguel Unamuno

It is not ideas that make us optimistic or pessimistic, but optimism and pessimism of physiological origin that make our ideas.

ليست أفكارنا هي التي تجعلنا متفائلين أو متشائمين، بل التفاؤل والتشاؤم الفسيولوجي هو الذي يجعل أفكارنا