#c; julian

[reginamater]

@ofdynasts​ | closed starter for Julian

Rumours had never been a thing Katharina enjoyed; she had heard her fair share of them and always ended up being about her husband chasing another woman’s skirts and, sadly, oft times were true which led to her less than convential means of handling the matter. But those ways wouldn’t be of use to her now, lest she found the would be assassin trying to harm another to put them out of their miserable life. 

And then, there was the plague. Was it really back? Why were they panicking over one ill peasant? It was ridiculous to her; the commoners were ill and dying often, they lived and far worse conditions than nobility and royalty alike, so why go into hysteria over one sick farmer. 

“ What do you make of all the rumours? ” she asked their top advisor; she may have yet to figure out what to think of him, but it didn’t stop her from having a conversation with Julian.

[vaguely-concerned]

Visual Language Things in Improbable Cause/The Die Is Cast that are driving me INSANE

the stuff they do with light and shadow in these episodes is just. someone went 'I know artists who use subtlety and they're all cowards' and they were so right for that

are you telling me... that this man is caught between light and dark in this moment and hasn't yet decided which side his soul is going to come down on in the end. hm. interesting. (especially cool that when the shadows of his face are lit up in the runabout at the end, that's when you see the damage underneath. he's partially made that choice and he's illuminated, but not by a comforting light yet, those are danger colours. odo and garak bonding on a day trip to hell; the episode)

I think this shot is ultimately my touchpoint for the visual language set up in this episode -- julian bashir standing there in 'wherever you have to go, come home to this afterwards' light as garak walks into the shadows (and towards tain). where does the light in his life come from currently? we may have a clue before us folks

(This one is literally just because his expression here makes my chest feel weird and aching. oof. I feel like this is one of the rare times he lets himself be really openly soft because he must know there's a decent chance he's not coming back)

aaaand what's the very first thing that greets him once he 'returns to the light' so to speak? :) little bit of a moral and emotional horror show in the middle there admittedly but thanks to odo he did come home and no one like. died or anything. well. many many people died but that honestly wasn't his fault or responsibility. we'll call it a victory

some really cool odo shots too in this ep. I love you constable this was so fucking extra for no reason

fun little detail: when the defiant starts shaking upon taking fire, Julian immediately puts his hand on Garak's shoulder -- the same way and on the same side as Garak did to Tain minutes before, when Odo had to fucking. knock him out to make him let go. (again: odo I love you. a direct and decisive thinker above all)

[https-chaos]

Jim and Spock are like. We were written in the 60s so we’re in love and repressed and looking at each other with the most painful, heart wrenching longing in the galaxy. We will find each other in every universe and every timeline. We are connected by a red string. You know that I know that you know. This is the best tragic love story you will ever see.

Geordi and Data are like. The symbolism inherent to the blind engineer and his mechanical best friend who glows for him and only him. Tearing ourselves apart because we both think the other deserves better. Our relationship is intimate by nature but I won’t inflict myself on you. You know that I know that you know. This is the best tragic love story you will ever see.

Julian and Garak are like. We’re supposed to be enemies and I’m supposed to be afraid of you. You’re ashamed of your past and I’m ashamed of mine. We’re arguing about nothing but it’s only because I’m in love with you. You know that I know that you know. This is the best tragic love story you will ever see.

Janeway and Chakotay are like. We’re stranded very far from home and we’re in love but we won’t do anything about it because it would be improper. We have a ship to run and a crew to take care of and our personal needs come last. I’ll keep you at arms length and you’ll never complain. You know that I know that you know. This is the best tragic love story you will ever see.

I love Star Trek for its ability to write these deeply painful, unresolved love stories. I love the actors for making it emotional. I love the writers for being transparent about the purpose of those raw moments.

You may find that having is not so pleasing a thing after all as wanting. It is not logical, but is often true.

[hanzajesthanza]

geralt "i will NEVER deadname my best friend" of rivia

"he will ALWAYS be dandelion to ME"

[wrixie]

🍒 SETTLING IN | CHERISHING CHERRY

Most of the boys chose to spend the rest of the day by the pool, they were all in there at one point but i was lazy and didn't take enough screen shots x-x

No flirting today, miss lady. We've got our first group outing tomorrow!

The rest of the boys were inside talking amongst themselves, nothing too interesting... yet!

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[spielzeugkaiser]

hi, first off i really love your art. the h/c and warmth really hit me where i live and your illustration style is fantastic. lately i've been obsessed with the post where an unwell milek thinks geralt will leave him behind. was that an ingrained insecurity, assuming his super-witcher dad wouldn't have time for a sickly human kid?

[MASTERPOST] - Ahh, thank you for the ask! Yes, this scene.. I actually saw this a bit differently! It's not about Milek fearing Geralt will leave him behind, he actually wants him to. They need to find his Pa!! I think he often feels like a burden; Jaskier knows this, but Geralt isn't aware of this yet. Milek just wants to pull his weight, especially with Jaskier. A little sneak peak to their struggles regarding this:

Meanwhile Jaskier continues to struggle with his omega status.

[neuroticboyfriend]

yeah ableist abuse from abled people is traumatizing but there's something uniquely hellish about ableist abuse from other disabled people.

and i dont say this to downplay abuse from abled people at all. i just mean it's an utter mind fuck when even other disabled people treat you like a broken mistake who's just lazy and selfish, put you into dangerous or distressing situations, etc.

you're left feeling completely alone in the world and that there's something uniquely wrong with you, specifically. not just you as a disabled person. you, all of you, as if your entire existence is just wrong.

you have an especially hard time understanding you are truly disabled, because other disabled people have taught you, specifically you, that it doesn't fucking matter. limits, wants, needs - none of them are real to you anymore, cause no one else saw them as real. not even the people who should understand.

so all you're left with is a deep rooted sense of shame about your literal existence as a lifeform. but it's not meant to be like that. you're you, and disability is a spectrum. there's nothing wrong with you. the fact other disabled people don't understand that says more about them than it ever will about you.

[rebrandedbard]

цири - дочь геральта, йеннифер и трисс, а не лютика

Not according this to this totally legit legal document signed by a Cintran official head of state. But glad that you caught that Triss falls under the Etc. Clause.

[jsbashirmd]

[[ plotted starter for @lietwice

Garak was hiding something. For a month, he'd entirely disappeared, keeping himself out of sight, for all that he communicated normally through messages of various sorts. Julian was convinced that it was due to an injury he didn’t want to admit to. But now... Now he'd caught a couple glimpses of him looking well enough, but his messages were strained. Maybe he ought not have bothered with a friend so insistent on being secretive, but how could he not, when he knew no one else would?

So Julian made another house call, with the intention of overriding the lock this time if Garak didn't respond. But something saved him the trouble. A child's voice came through the thin wall, followed swiftly by Garak telling them to stop, and then the door slid open, and in front of Julian was a wide-eyed Cardassian boy who was looking up at him with something that looked very much like relief. "Abba!" And then he was being hugged, and then climbed, and he reached automatically to support the child, but he looked at Garak with mild panic as he did.

[lgbtqreads]

Happy Black History Month 2024!

Happy Black History Month! Like the other eleven months, it’s an excellent time to buy queer books by Black authors! For even more recs, check out previous years’ posts! Books to Read Now Alex Wise vs. the End of the World by Terry J. Benton-Walker Alex Wise feels like his world is ending. His best friend, Loren, is leaving town for the summer, his former friend and maybe sort of crush Sky hasn’t…

[miroana]

“It is better to know one book intimately than a hundred superficially” (Tartt, 31).

I am absolutely fascinated by the fame and reverence this quote from the Secret History has achieved. It terrifies me. Let me explain.

Who’s line is this? Oh, yes. Professor Julian Morrow. Julian, in his lecture on how death begets beauty, on how Dionysian madness lends immortality. Julian, who isolates the greek class, buries them in the glories of the past and in their privilege, and submerges them beneath illusions until his students can’t tell right from wrong and real from imagined.

These words are satire. This is NOT a lesson any teacher should impart, and should NOT be beloved and relatable. In one sentence, Donna Tartt summarizes the entire cautionary tale of the novel: the selective, warped, and obsessive view on life the greek class held, born from entitlement and cultivated by Julian, led the students to tear themselves to pieces.

What’s more, the way people quote it all the time makes this line all the more haunting. Widespread parroting of Julian’s teachings only reinforces Donna’s themes: human minds are easily manipulatable, it can be hard to think critically about what you are taught and what you read, and that the easy, self-assured conviction belonging to the reader that, “I, personally, would have behaved differently than Henry, Richard, Francis, Camilla, Charles, and Bunny” is nothing but another illusion.

[davidcxrenswet]

DAVID CORENSWET in LADY IN THE LAKE 1x02

[vaguely-concerned]

Silly Garashir ficlet, Teen and Up-ish, mostly banter! CW: copious amounts of blood but like. Purely in a comedy capacity (don’t worry none of it is Garak’s)

“Good god,” Julian breathed, unable to do anything but stare for a moment. 

“Oh, don’t worry, none of this is mine,” Garak said, dripping puddles of crimson onto the floor, calm blue eyes the only thing peeking out from the solid layer of blood covering his face and upper torso. “The gravest injury has been to my wardrobe, I assure you. As you might have gathered, I encountered our suspected evildoer as they sought to make their escape.”

“From the looks of things, I’d hazard it’s more accurate to say that they encountered you,” Julian said. He shook himself out of his momentary petrification and raised the medical tricorder to make sure Garak’s reports of being unharmed hadn’t been greatly exaggerated, as would sometimes be the case with him. 

“However you would prefer to frame it,” Garak said, dipping his chin modestly and blinking globs of blood from his eyelashes. “I’m sorry to say I couldn’t ascertain many details about them, neither in terms of species or other identifying details. They were masked and coming at me with a knife at the time, which in the moment tends to blot out other considerations in one’s mind.”

Despite himself, Julian grinned at the performative airiness of Garak’s tone. He did seem to be basically fine. “I think that’s understandable under the circumstances, Garak. Odo’s probably going to track them down pretty quick, if they’re leaving a trail of blood across the station. Do you, er… want a handkerchief or something?” 

“It’s very kind of you to offer, but I don’t think that’s going to do the job in this case.”  

“No,” Julian had to admit, “no, you’re — probably right. I’ll let you go for a thorough sonic and peace and quiet once I’m done with this. I’m sure Odo will want a word with you later, though.”

Garak parted his lips to say something, and grimaced. “Ugh. Well, if it’s any help in figuring out the identity of our culprit, that’s definitely the taste of Napean blood. As you mentioned there will of course also likely be other clues, like them bleeding profusely as they sprint across the Promenade, but I always strive to be helpful wherever I can.” 

“Garak!” Julian yelped, shooting him an alarmed look and continuing his inspection of the tricorder readings with renewed worry. 

“Hm? Yes? You can run whatever tests you want on it to be sure, of course, but I am quite certain in my conclusion. There is a… distinctive tang to —”

“That’s so medically unsafe, you can’t go around ingesting —” 

“Well, I hardly meant to ingest anything, Doctor, but it did end up all over my person in a way that makes it hard to entirely avoid,” Garak snapped, though he tolerated Julian going in for a second, even more thorough examination without complaint. “Maybe if this person hadn’t so rudely insisted on venting the contents of their arteries straight into my face during our tussle — ”

“Yes, yes, I understand, sorry, I wasn’t suggesting you did it on purpose or anything, but it does mean I really do need to monitor you for any allergic reactions or bloodborne… wait, wait, hang on, how do you even know what Napean blood — ”

Smiling in a way that aimed for beatific and missed it by way of too many bared teeth, in a manner that would probably be quite unsettling if Julian wasn’t so used to (so fond of, whispered a treacherous little voice in the back of his head) Garak’s face, Garak dabbed daintily at the worst of the blood dripping off his nose with his sleeve and said: “Do you really want to know, or is this your outsized curiosity running ahead of your better judgment again?”

“I’m going to be wondering about it all night, but no, I don’t think I want to know, actually. If I come back in a week and still can’t put it out of my mind, feel free to tell me, though. Or use that time to come up with a good story, I don’t mind.”

“Never any but the best for you, my friend,” Garak said fondly. 

[julianalvarez9]

LOOK WHO CAME BACK HOME

[politicaldilfs]

Kentucky Governor DILFs

Wendell Ford, Paul E. Patton, Steve Beshear, Julian Carroll, Brereton C. Jones, Matt Bevin, Earle Clements, Edwin P. Morrow, Ernie Fletcher, Flem D. Sampson, John Y. Brown, Happy Chandler, Keen Johnson, Lawrence Wetherby, Louie Nunn, Andy Beshear, Ruby Laffoon, Simeon Willis, Wallace Wilkinson, Ned Breathitt, William J. Fields, Bert Combs

[wrixie]

🍒 HOUSE PARTY | CHERISHING CHERRY

Welcome back to Cherishing Cherry! Today Cherry threw a house party to hopefully get closer with the remaining men in the mansion!

First things first, let's get to dancin' - Alternative music for the win, everyone loves it!

Nik told Cherry a dramatic story then fell asleep in the hot tub

Speaking of the hot tub, that's where everyone mostly spent their time. Cherry spoke to Matt about her interests - dogs, it's always dogs; isn't he just so cute????

Terrance was flirting with Cherry right in front of Micheal. Totally unimpressed.

Once the party was over, Julian and Cherry got to flirting in the hot tub in front of everyone; let the jealousy ensue!

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