NEOW BELOVED. 22, 26 and 44 for those asks !!!
22. do you have a collection of cool rocks?
i live by a pebbled beach. the collection is outside my house. fr tho i wouldn't say i collect themmm but i do grab some neat ones from the beach. i prefer the smooth pieces of glass you find on the beach tho they pretty
26. do you believe in aliens?
uhm yea? you're very much real vani 👍
44. everything to a certain extent meaning i don't have any major collection. i have a small collection of ccs and moomin merch, also my dad's been a huge hoarder all his life to the point that it's seriously getting messy you can't walk through the hallway so here's some things i asked him to gift me: porcelain doll, teacup set with plates, ceramic jewelry or wtv case, ceramic boot statue, small babushka, old children's books as well as some encyclopedias, cassettes. and not long ago he promised to let me learn to play his accordion (he has an accordion that he can't play but keeps it for parties bc there's always someone who can play) and harmonica (also doesn't play it)
while we're on the topic of my cool ass dad he has like 2 acoustic guitars, electric guitar, ukulele, piano (got it for me bc i was in music school), harmonica, accordion, some idk. flutes ig and a DIDGERIDOO. A HUGE FUCKING DIDGERIDOO also etc there's more but i forgor
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moodboard for…
‘Good winter, I’ll be with you’
by @yabakuboi
fandom: Game of Thrones
pairing: Jon Snow/Tormund Giantsbane
word count: ~ 30k
rating: Explicit
tags: Post Series Finale, Spoilers, canon compliant, hurt/comfort, slow burn, (domestic) fluff, falling in love, depression, explicit sexual content, sexual exploration, internalised homophobia, suicidal ideation, past Jon/Daenerys, past Jon/Ygritte
summary: Jon follows the wildlings past the wall and into winter, never expecting to find anything more than a snowy grave and the quiet death of the North.
Read here on ao3!
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lord the way i can write in circles about Alear and the visceral experience of [redacted]
(or, the wordbarf of “I am very unhinged about Alear how dare you assume im normal” ft. copious spoilers for like. chp 21 onward because I need tumblr to know I’ve already said most of this on twitter to some extent)
he finally got to experience love and how he finally started recovering from his trauma and how he was at his desperate, frantic wit’s end probably when he first struck sombron down how he probably felt cornered and would rather risk his life and everything else to simply be free of his father how he went in without an emblem and all alone and likely not telling Lumera the full plan probably terrified if he would come out alive 1v1-ing sombron with nothing but fuck it he would rather fight for a chance to live in peace than wait for his dad to find out how “defective” he is and dispose of him like so many siblings and lumera was probably going to stop him because it’s crazy it’s stupid it’s risky it’s not worth it she loves him and promises one day it will end don’t be rash and please hold on but!!!!!! god damn does someone have to try and he is tired of waiting for the chance to get better he cannot fucking take it anymore!!!!! he can’t sit there and wait and worry and be strong he has a sister out there who is at risk every second they carry on their little hidden charade!
How PAINFUL it is to finally receive kindness and be forced to realize all these scars and all these days spent walking on eggshells is for NOTHING for even what had been kindness before pales in comparison how WOUNDED to realize how damaged you are simply trying to survive and how unfair it all must feel when kindness and love was simply that easy to choose and yet knowing your father would never, EVER be kind.
and contrary to having a gentle and honorable nature that only carried out sombron’s will to survive, coerced into such violence and desolation, the nature that is stilted and a thoughtless machine so he, too, does not join the ranks of failure, the nature that the hero king himself recalls as “You were kind, as you are now.”, despite that gentle, gentle core that somehow survived he has such malice for his father there is no mercy there is no kindness dare I say he- with only a little conflict and concern -relishes the opportunity to personally do his father in because after years of abuse and trauma there is finally catharsis and it pours from him like he is finally vomiting and coughing up the vile dregs of the poison in his system
finally hope that is so disgustingly blinding right in front of him and how he was SO CLOSE he was SO CLOSE to walking away from this he was sick and giddy and the thought that he was going to get away and be free and live happily with his mother and go find veyle and be SAFE and HAPPY FOR ONCE IN HIS LIFE and then ITS JUST. TAKEN. IN A SINGLE MOMENT.
how even saying himself the war is over and they don’t have to worry still accepting that he’s a Fell Dragon this is just WHAT HAPPENS as if he is not sitting there dying, struggling to breathe, having just ended a war that nearly wiped out the Divine Dragons, no doubt caused terror across the land, HAVING DONE A GENUINELY OBJECTIVELY GOOD THING THAT HE HIMSELF RECOGNIZED and still saying that Fell Dragons die in the end. how he is no better than the father laying only feet away who treated his children like tools and only spoke his name once when he was born. Lumera says he’ll just sleep and he’ll wake up and it will be fine and how he so subtly doubts that and still speaks as if this is his last chance, simply speculating how, if he does wake up, he wants to be like her AS IF HE ISN’T ALREADY FOR. YOU KNOW. ENDING THE WAR AND SLAYING THE PROBLEM DRAGON.
the way i pull at my hair and scream at the top of my lungs over how AWFUL alear had it and how VINDICATING it is to see him grow and love and rage and scream and cry and find his own way anD KILL HIS OWN SHITTY DAD WITH A LASERBEAM OF LOVE AND ALL THE FRIENDS HE’S MADE AND GETS TO BE DRAGON JESUS HAPPILY EVER AFTER
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first off, congrats on your last shift. second, what's wrong with the enclosed bucket I have GOT to know
thanks!! and the bucket is a nightmare lmao. you get less control over the spray because of how the nozzle works, you can't see out the main window because it's full of tiny little cracks and hazy (so differentiating between "super stubborn ice buildup" and "worn off paint" is near impossible) and it jerks really bad when you turn the bucket in certain directions. it's miserable for deicing CRJs. i can't stand that thing
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You chose "go to the Vulcan base for repairs"
(Read before answering the poll)(reading isn't actually that important to the poll this time)
You choose to go to the Vulcan base for repairs, if your crew has any complaints, they're too tired to voice them.
You were right, their base was much closer than yours would've been. Only a 20 minute trip.
Huh...that must mean that when you sent out that distressed signal, they immediately sent a ship out to help. That was...nice of them.
The Vulcan base is oddly quiet, you see people working, but there's hardly much noise. Maybe it's out of respect for each other since Vulcans have better hearing? That thought makes you silence your footsteps as much as possible, just in case.
Captain Lek turns to you almost immediately, eyebrow raised. Ah, so they had been noticing your footsteps.
You clear your throat, avoiding the obvious unsaid question. "So...what now?" That could've been stated in a more dignified manner, but give yourself a break, you're exhausted. You'll be a better conversationalist after you get some sleep.
"Our crew will give your vessel a more thorough investigation," Captain Lek continued facing forward, "Once that has been completed, we will tell you how long the repairs will be, and then you and your crew need only wait for us to finish."
"We can help!" You did not mean to state that so loudly. "I mean, this is our ship, my crew and I know her from the inside out, I'm sure it'll be more efficient if we help, you know, more...logical." You finish, lamely.
When you look up, Captain Lek is pinning you in place with their dark eyes. "My crew has it handled. The most logical course of action would be for your crew to get some rest." Shit, it's obvious how tired you are.
You open your mouth to reply, but just then, a loud noise cuts you off.
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