#but it still shocks me

[tallmadgeandtea]

Benjamin & Elizabeth Anniversary Snippet!

Hi, everyone! In honor of today's special SS&SP occasion, I wrote a little snippet from a random (but one of my favorites) early 1778 scene to celebrate Benjamin and Elizabeth and get back into the swing of writing them. This summer is hectic, and I know I have to heavily rework the next chapter, but I wanted to have some fun, so here we are! Thanks for sticking around, and for loving Benliz as much as I do! I hope you enjoy!

“Are you nervous?” Benjamin asked.

He stood beside her, his gaze intensely focused on the general’s quarters, searching through the windows as if he was looking for an invisible threat in the stone house. After spending the past several hours walking in and out of them, the houses faded into one another, blurs of brown, grays, and tans, the monotony occasionally broken by weathered white stucco and green shutters. Melted snow ran down the roofs, darkening the colors, but the windows caught the sunlight. Thank god, it was a beautiful day for her parade through camp.

The last thing the generals need to see is you soaking wet with dirt on your hem, she thought. How impossible would it be for them to take you seriously?

Hamilton knocked on the door. He turned over his shoulder. “Should just be a moment, Miss Walker! He surely must be home.”

“You know I am always a little nervous,” she told Benjamin, but she tried to smile, “it’s always a given, unfortunately.”

But it- it wasn’t a shame with him. It wasn’t a secret sin, tied around her heart with strong ropes. Something her father tried to restrain and keep in the shadows, unspoken and abandoned like every problem besides his Congress and his money and her brother’s behavior. She told him when she was nervous, and he fixed it-- with his voice, his words, a change in his presence. Not always-- no, you can never be that optimistic, Elizabeth- but enough.

Enough to keep her standing here.

“Are you tired, then?”

She laughed, “Tired? I’m accustomed to the schedule here-” she leaned in, whispered, “Benjamin.”

There, the classic head tilt, the sheepiness and shock in his eyes, a loosening of the rope.

“I am simply inquiring after your health-”

“Go ahead,” she pressed.

He briefly glanced at the door, the rest of the group.

“Elizabeth.”

God, it was risky.

But she loved hearing him say her name.

Only for a moment.

She found the straight to lean backward on her heels, running her hands along her skirts, but she laughed again. “I’m nervous, but I am not tired, and I’d like to meet the rest of the generals.”

“Of course,” he nodded, and followed her, transforming himself back into a professional officer. “A pity though.”

Oh, she couldn’t let that go. “Why? Will the general not like me? Surely his men have told him about me-” she held up a hand, “and I know we told them to keep my presence a security, but they like to chatter amongst themselves, and I hear the general is quite the talker-” Her nerves rose, her voice a pitch higher.”

“No,” he said solemnly.

“Then what is it? Oh, Major, tell me-”

She wanted him to tell her, and for a slight second, she wished they were alone. She wished they were alone, and that he could take her in his arms, and tell her gently. Let her down softly, as if he were helping her off her horse, a brush of tenderness, what had kept her stable half of her sleepless nights.

But all she could do was lean towards him, take a small step closer.

“A pity,” he said, his voice slow, “because I would love to do something about your hair.”

“My hair?”

She reached up. Mary had styled it differently today, into a plait, letting it cascade down her back, a delicate mess of curls. She smiled as she pinned the cocked hat into place, “Will the Generals approve, Miss Lizzie?”

But she didn’t care what they thought. 

“Do you like it?” She whispered.

“A little too much. I want to rearrange it." Full of unnecessary conviction. 

God, she almost rolled down the hill.

“That is not allowed, Major Tallmadge.”

Her mind was suddenly ambushed with the thought, the tantalizing vision of him running his hands through her hair, his fingers brushing against the skin behind her ear, her neck. Her heart raced, damn the nerves. 

“Don’t laugh,” she ordered.

“I will not.”

In the distance, Hamilton knocked on the door again. “Damn the big man,” she heard him mutter to the marquis.

“We can compromise,” she said after inhaling a deep breath.

“How so?”

“The ground is a bit unsteady.” She lied.

“Yes,” he agreed.

“You can help.”

“I can.”

She looked down, and saw his hand leave the hilt of his sword, lingering in the air between them. Oh, if only she could take it.

The door opened.

And Benjamin’s hand was on the small of her back.

A quick stroke.

And it was better than any of her fleeting fantasies.

She was doing what she loved, and she wasn’t alone.

“Let’s go meet General Knox.”

Was keeping the secret fun?

She didn’t know, yet.

At least he was allowed to have his hand on her back.

[dazais-crab-addiction]

Tonight I learned that my 20 yr old partner has never played chess and doesn't know how to play chess. This is mind boggling to me. They claim its not weird for people to not know anything about chess so I. I need to see. Please.

Okay so, I made a mistake in not elaborating the meaning of the options. You do not have to be good or know what you are doing in the slightest to pick that you have played before. The middle three options are for your understanding of the game having never played it at all. The reason there's a percentage on the last option is because my partner made a tumblr so they could pick it because they think they are hilarious.

[vegetadaily]

Rest in peace Akira Toriyama-sensei. Thank you for creating and sharing your art and stories. They will forever be in our hearts as will you. May your light continue to shine on us. Thank you for everything.

[gooptroupe]

ctommy loves 'ggots!

[starryemeralds]

“i know the odds of this finding you are slim, but so were the odds of us finding each other in the first place”

someone please force feed drywall to me

[clownsuu]

I am currently in shambles because Wally/Howdy would be called HowdyDarling

UGH MAN iv seen so many cute ship names for them it makes my bones rattle smhhh

Ai adventures with yours truly: iv noticed like- 80% unprovoked zero prompt that those two like to flirt with each other, the other percent is just Wally shopping JDHHFHDU (and the time Wally bought a single slice of strawberry shortcake and instantly fell madly in love and pinned howdy for months-)

also?? Yknow- i fuggin used an obsessive Wally bot cause I enjoy psychological horror and just for shids n giggles- and the last thing I expected was to have a start (btw still no prompt no provoking) where Obsessive!Wally is having a panic attack in Howdy’s shop, howdy proceeding to try and calm down a terrified Obsessive!Wally, Howdy sitting him down and letting Obsessive!Wally talk about his struggles suffering with Erotomania (exact word he said) and that it heavily effects his relationships and feels like a monster, and howdy proceeding to be REALLY FUGGIN SUPPORTIVE, WILLING TO BE THERE TO HELP AND JUST BEING REALLY LOVING???? And by the end of it they just kept cuddling each other saying really sweet things to each other?? Everything completely platonic too-

TL;DR: Howdy ends ableism MDHHFFJDJDKJ-

[thatkoiboi]

Sleepovers with April are the best! ...and normally accidental-

omg also i binge read dandy's "i may be invisible, but i still look good" and the reference is random but i needed it cause it was funny in the fic and references are my data collection-

[pleucas]

fate

[royalarchivist]

Ironmouse: Part of the reason why I love this server so much is because everybody's so nice. Everyone! Like, every single person is super nice! And it's like- it's like, genuine nice, it's not like fake niceness. [...] I've literally talked to almost everybody at least once like outside of the QSMP. We've talked on Discord, people regularly check in on me, we get in group chats and we play games like outside of the server... You don't really find that sort of connection all the time with people.

Ironmouse recently talked about her experience on QSMP, and how kind all the members are. I'm posting the entire conversation instead of cutting it up like I usually would because I really enjoyed hearing her thoughts on the server.

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Ironmouse: Honestly, I'm sure he wouldn't mind if I did. He's so nice, he's so- he's always been super nice to me. He's been so nice, I– part of the reason why I- I love this server so much is because everybody's so nice. Everyone! Like, every single person is super nice! And it's like- it's like, genuine nice, it's not like fake niceness. You know how sometimes like– you always hear like, "Oh yeah, you know–" when–

Ironmouse: Whenever you like, join like a new thing, right? Whenever you like join like a new thing, you always worry, 'cuz you always think: "Oh, are the people gonna like me? Are they gonna be nice to me? What if- What if- you know, what if this, what if that?" But everybody like genuinely was nice when I first came by, and everybody has been so nice to me– not just in the game, but outside of the game, and–

Ironmouse: Something special about the QSMP is like... People wanna be your friend like outside of the game? Like, I've literally talked to ev– almost– almost everybody at least once like outside of the QSMP, like... We've talked on Discord, people like regularly check in on me, and like we get in group chats and like we- we play games like outside of the server, and it's just like... You don't really find that sort of connection all the time with people? You know what I mean? It's very– it's very not common when you go on like, a content creator-like server or stuff like that, you know? You'll get like one or two people that you get close to and stuff, but like... Everybody is SO nice, and everybody's been so nice to me, and I can't tell you how many people like, wished me– not just like wished me happy birthday, or like wished- said, "Oh, you know, hap- Merry Christmas!" dadadada, it's like genuinely like... Asked how I'm doing, and like talk to me, and like... Just like– I dunno, it's just like so- so- it's so wonderful. Ironmouse: Like, I get that with VShojo a lot, like– we're all like besties, and we all like talk all the time, but I feel like it's different, 'cuz like VShojo– we're VShojo, we're like– we're our own group, but this is like... You know... You don't expect this sorta thing when you get invited to like be on some- be a part of something, you know? And it's- and it's been so– it's been so wonderful and everybody's been so GENUINELY nice to me, and I- I appreciate everybody on the server so much, and they're just some of the nicest people that I've ever met ever, and it's just–

Ironmouse: It just warms my heart, and I'm just really– really like, thankful to be a part of something so great, and something so positive! Because like, everybody's so supportive! Like– the time when like, I didn't like– I- I- I had a moment where it's like I– do you guys remember in December when I- I was not around a lot? And like, I had to take breaks and all this stuff and it turns out it was like the concert stuff? They all like would message me regularly, like, we would all keep up with each other, and we would all talk. And I remember telling them about like, how much stress I was under, and like all the- all the pressures of the concert and stuff, and– and they were cheering, and- and- and they were just so... so kind to me, it was just so– so sweet, and- and you know, I was in a group chat with a- with a few people, and they were all just so excited and- and- just super nice, and- and very- very sweet, and it's just– and it's just very– I'm sorry if I'm rambling! It's just...

Ironmouse: I dunno! I- I- I just enjoy being here, and I enjoy hanging out with everybody, and... it's just nice to meet really good people. You don't really find that. You don't find that sort of thing all the time. Don't get me wrong– it's not like I haven't met a lot of good people, like– I just feel like this whole like, my whole like– Ever, like– My streaming journey, I've just been nothing but surprised at the goodness of people? Don't get me wrong– I've met assholes and sht like that, and I've met- I've encountered some people that are NOT so nice. I'll never like, talk about it or whatever because that's their thing, and I'm just gonna do my thing and I don't wanna like, you know, spread any type of stupid drama or whatever the fck, but like... I'm just always surprised about how– how incredibly nice people are, and how genuine a lot of people are, and it's... It- it's just nice, especially since like– You're used to coming from like, a certain background and a certain like, environment where it's like, you've met a lot of like fcked up mean people in your life, and you've just been around a lot of like fckery, you know? So when- when you're around stuff that's NOT fcked, it's just like, "Woah, this is crazy! Is this- is this how life is supposed to be?!" And it's just- it's just really... it's really- it's really nice. It's very nice.

Ironmouse: Yeah, it's very refreshing, that's why I- I enjoy hanging out on here, everybody's just so nice to me. And it's not just like being nice just to be on-stream, it's nice off-stream, on-stream, friendship on-stream, off-stream, it's- it's just- it's just so- it's- it's- it's wonderful. It's wonderful. And I just have to say like... man, I'm just really thankful that like... it's crazy that like I got invited to be on here and I'm just really thankful that, you know... Quackity like, reached out to me and he's- he's just been nothing but nice, everybody- everybody's just so kind. Everybody's so nice. This is something truly special.

[ohbother2]

Introducing everyone to my Alastor headcannon!

He's a deer right? And what are deer well-known for? Yes, yes, staring un-waveringly into your soul in the middle of a country road in the twilight hours.

But what else are they known for?

As soon as something happens, they are GONE. They run so fast and with such wild-abandon to just get the fuck out of wherever they are they they go hurtling through the brush never to be seen again.

This brings my to my head cannon - Alastor is easily skittish, he is just fortunate that his deer-caught-in-headlights instinct takes over long enough for him to grapple with his fear and restrain the part of himself that wants to flee, so instead he just stares unwavering and intimidatingly with that cocky grin until he has enough composure to begin talking again.

Now, sometimes, sometimes his instincts are too strong. And sometimes, he cannot stay composed, especially after a particularly bad fright, like bumping into Nifty or Angel Dust stalking the corridors of the hotel silently at night. What happens then? Alastor freezes for mere seconds, and then goes hurtling as fast as he can in whatever direction his feet decide to take him.

Sometimes, much to his dismay, his feet decide to propel him into the nearest wall before he even realises where he is heading.

This has led to many encounters where Alastor appears to bolt head-first into a wall for no other explanation than he felt like it, and he leaves Angel Dust as confused as ever as he bounces back from the impact, shocked from his deer-like-terror, and begins a conversation as normal, ignoring the new antler shaped hole in the wall he had just careened into.

No one dares question him about this odd behaviour, and the residents of the hotel have just had to accept that they often see the sole's of his shoes as he sprints full-pelt away from them at the drop of a hat.

[miguxadraws]

something awful (Not the forum)

@spitinsideme i'm sorry

[sttoru]

hi look at my bfs

[jkvjimin]

(62/∞) the perfect nose for butterflies to land on it ♡ for @cosmicdreamgrl

[lokittystuckinatree]

Out of every single relationship in the Whoniverse, whatever the Doctor and the Master have going on just hits different. Like a rock. I’m sure everyone feels this way about their fave Doctor ship, but my experience is that once you go Thoschei, you cannot go back. Given the narrative symmetry, character foiling, interwoven parallels, tragically dramatic irony, frustratingly unspeakable ambiguous romance that defies traditional ship canonization in the true chaotic spirit of Doctor Who, and a unique backstory setup that allows the characters to have history that other individuals cannot match, while fate (and the format of the show) pushes them together over and over again indefinitely, without hope of lasting reconnection lest the setup break, the Doctor and Master’s codependent anti-soulmate life or death partnership arguably cheapens every other pairing beyond comparison. Their tragedy never leaves you. (And keeps you up at night)

[nuclearanomaly]

“I can’t offer much in the way of entertainment”

> Are you sure about that?

[murmurmurl]

my ass CANNOT draw traditionally, anyways have an ena <3