#emotion: taunting

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[allyriadayne]

Jace's anger

[valeriianz]

I've had this Dreaming The Proposal AU sitting in my drafts for a while. Then @voukkake comes out with this art and I figured it was time to brush off the dust and share what I'd written lol. This is seriously all I'm going to write so if anyone is interested I'm begging you to pick this up. I'm dying to read Dream awkwardly interacting with Hob's family (also @valiantstarlights suggestion that Betty White is Destiny?? ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT). Anyway...

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Dream is about to be deported because his visa application has been denied. He is in the middle of a meeting with his lawyers when Hob, his secretary, pops in the room to inform Dream of a very important phone call and Dream comes up with the insane plan to marry Hob to keep his immigration status.

He gestures for Hob to come over and Hob, clueless, wanders into the room and stands next to Dream, who takes him by the arm and tugs him just a little bit further to stand awkwardly close.

Dream announces their engagement and Hob stands there, shell shocked and feels his mouth moving against his will. That yeah, they are getting married. They are in love, sure. It isn’t until they leave the office, following Dream back to his, that Hob’s brain seems to come back online.

“What just happened in there?”

Dream grouses, head down, already back to his work as if nothing happened. Like he didn’t just use Hob as a pawn in his scheme to get around his denied visa application.

“They were going to make Morningstar editor-in-chief.” Is all Dream says, disdain dripping from every word. He still hasn’t looked up.

Hob stands there, still as a statue. His head is swimming with words, with emotions. Anger, disbelief, betrayal… and a small tiny flicker of undeniable interest that he hastily stomps out.

He manages to put the pieces together rather quickly though, while Dream continues sifting through paperwork.

“This is illegal,” Hob manages to croak out, brows furrowing. 

“Oh, please. The government looks for terrorists, not book publishers.” Dream’s head is still down in his paperwork.

Hob blinks, taking a step up to Dream’s desk. “I'm not marrying you.”

“Sure you are.” Dream sets aside a stack of papers and finally gives Hob his attention. “Because if you don't, your dreams of ‘touching millions of lives with the written word’ are dead.” 

Hob’s jaw drops. That was a line, corny as it was, that he’d used in the panel interview for this job. Three years ago.

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“Were you not in that room? I could get fined, I’ll go to jail over this. If you want me on this deal, you will promote me to editor.”

Without even glancing up from his phone, Dream scoffs.

“Absolutely not.”

“Well then I guess you’re screwed. Buh-bye.” Hob turns with a flourish and has to bite back a grin at how Dream splutters behind him and grabs him by the arm.

“Fine– fine! Editor.” His face seems to go through the five stages of grief. He drops his hold on Hob.

“And You’ll publish my manuscript.” Hob throws in. In for a penny.

Dream’s brows narrow and he shakes as if he’s physically controlling the urge to stamp his foot.

“Sure. I’ll publish your hack manuscript.”

“Good.” Hob slips his hands in his pants pockets, staring at Dream, deciding on one last nail in the coffin.

“Now do it properly.”

Dream cocks an eyebrow. “Do what properly?”

“Propose. Like you mean it.”

Dream’s entire body seizes up, but he manages not to let it show, distracting himself by slipping his phone in the pocket of his expensive slacks and clasping his hands in front of him.

“Will you marry me?”

“No.” Hob, the arrogant bastard, is visibly biting back a smirk. “Say it like you mean it.”

Dream takes a long, steadying breath through his nose.

“Hob Gadling. Will you–”

“And get on your knees.”

Dream absolutely refuses to decipher the thrill that shoots through his body at Hob’s command. Instead he keeps his mask of irritation and indifference on as he scans the crowd around them. They are still outside the courthouse, and the concrete sidewalk is going to potentially tear Dream’s Hugo Boss black wool pants.

So he carefully lowers himself, scowling as the smirk on Hob’s face only widens as Dream slowly settles onto the ground.

Once he’s as comfortable as Dream’s going to get, he clears his throat.

“Hob Gadling,” he glares at his subordinate from under his lashes. “Will you fucking marry me?”

Hob curls his lips in mock consideration, looking up past Dream’s head. He rocks back on his heels and nods with a forlorn sigh.

“Okay.” He still hasn’t met Dream’s gaze. “Could've done without the sarcasm but it will do. See you at the airport tomorrow.” 

And turns and walks away, leaving Dream to fend for himself on the ground.

[1-800-deactivatednearu]

buncha guys being dudes and playing chess together . chess memes :)

[i.d.: redraw of two young men playing chess. red heavy is squatting, and blu medic sits on his lap, lying nearly flat with his ankles locked behind heavys back. a chess board sits on their laps. both seem in deep concentration. they are on the 2fort bridge and carry the opposing team's intel. off to the side are two images: the original photo the drawing references and the "flippin awesome" taunt thumbnail. /end i.d.]

[i.d.: redraw of the "the smart kid, trying to figure out how im winning" / "me, who has been eating the chess pieces" image. engineer has his head in his hands, distressed, and soldier smiles smugly. between them is a chess board. engineer is captioned: "The smart kid, saying we are fine as long as nobody teleports bread". soldier is captioned: "Me, who has done nothing but teleport bread for the past 3 days". /end i.d.]

(under the cut is some alts of the second image)

[i.d.: 2 variants of the drawing of engineer and soldier. the first one does not have text captions. the second still does not have text captions, but is in sketch and without color. /end i.d.]

[insteading]

So I've only watched 2.1, 2.2., and 2.3 once each so far, but I can already tell the music choices are going to wreck me this season. I figure lots of people will have things to say about the use of Kate Bush in 2.3, so I want to focus on the second movement of Beethoven's Symphony #7 in 2.2, "Red Flags."

First, this movement has been a banger since it existed: at its first performance, the audience demanded that the second movement be repeated after the symphony concluded. It's a funeral march, and per the notes accompanying the Deutsche Kammerphilharmonie of Bremen's gorgeous recording, it was likely heard as responding to collective grief:

The premiere performance of Beethoven's Seventh was at a benefit concert in Vienna in December 1813 for wounded soldiers and their families. It came only two months after the Battle of Nations near Leipzig. The German name is "Völkerschlacht" (Slaughter of the Peoples), one of the most catastrophic wartime events in human history. It also marked the liberation from Napoleon's forces. The sad, beautiful quality of this piece makes it very different from the other three movements of Beethoven's Seventh. Endlessly mournful – but also uplifting, it is still played at funerals today.

For those of us who were in music school at a certain point in history, it is also the soundtrack for characters experiencing suicidal ideation, courtesy of the 1994 film Immortal Beloved.

Its use underpinning the conversation between Ed and Izzy is self-explanatory: Ed's way of expressing self-loathing is to goad the people around him to hurt him. He feels a kind of ambivalence toward his own life that we saw last in OFMD's pilot, where Stede cannot firmly answer Oluwande's question, "Do you want to live?!"

But we hear the first notes of Beethoven before that scene ever begins.

That the music begins here, rather than when Ed enters the hold to press Izzy into killing him, highlights as much as anything we've seen so far how traumatized Lucius is: not just by being pushed overboard, but by all the trafficking and abuse he experienced before encountering his former crewmates, which he barely starts to detail in this episode. "If I start, I don't know what's going to come out." The stories Lucius shares may have an over-the-top quality, but they're scored like tragedy.

[chandralia]

I know I’m talking about this again BUT hsjdhsjd it’s still insane to me that Monoma insulting Bakugo was the thing to unlock black whip, like… at that point in the story Deku had been in so many life-threatening situations… but being in an enclosed, safe, hero training match where no real danger was present and a few words giving Bakugo a bad name was the trigger?!?!??? 😭😭

[ronon-dex]

b'elanna hugging janeway in barge of the dead r u fcking kidding me......... this desperation for a mother, for someone who loves her with the unconditional adoration of a parent........ she says in the beginning after putting her life in danger to retrieve machinery "we only have one multi-spatial probe" and janeway retorts "we only have one b'elanna torres"...... screaming TELL ME WHO YOU WANT ME TO BE and janeway says "we only want you"

[todayisafridaynight]

oh thank fuck tumblrs back i was beginning to go into inbox harassment withdrawal

anyways do you think aoki would prefer it in the boyp or the back door? asking for a friend /miku/

can you go five minutes without sending boyp

into my PUBLIC INBOX

[avtvmnalvibes]

I finally gave in and started replaying the Gravity Falls Dating Sim for the first time since like, fall of 2020 (how my quarantine insanity manifested itself, for the record), and I am going absolutely INSANE trying to get the DND moment with Ford on my second playthrough this time around. I literally followed a tutorial and didn’t get it. I’ve taken a hiatus for like 3 days so far because I got SO frustrated

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[whumpygifs]

[angelsdean]

all the demons and angels watching dean’s soul flare up and dance when cas is around. all the demons and angels watching cas shield dean with his wings. all the demons and angels taunting and sneering weakness. not understanding there is strength and purpose in love. everyone can see it, but they don’t understand, they don’t understand. 

[thyandrawrites]

imagine dressing up as santa claus for your kid to make him happy and expecting him to request another silly present only for this nine year old brat to walk up to you and tell you "I don't need you anymore" with his trademark blank face

[rucow]

i am now in 2024

i have no words to describe how awful 2023 was, and how it kept getting worse and worse each passing day. the final week of december was the worst. ive never cried as much as i did this year. this final day of the year was a roller-coaster. i feel like im going insane with how intense everything has been. my emotions are out of control and i just need a good nap to fix me

[reginawhump]

Regina, Emma and Graham end up in a confrontation after Regina finds them snooping around her father's tomb together. The conversation gets heated when Graham chooses this moment to break up with Regina. She immediately blames Emma for his change of heart (*badum tst*) and when Emma retaliates, hitting a little too close to home, the discussion turns into a physical fight between the ladies that Graham eventually breaks up.

Graham chooses to leave with Emma instead of Regina, leaving her alone in the graveyard, bruised and heartbroken.

Emma: You ever stop to think that maybe the problem isn’t with me, but with you? Henry came and found me. Graham kissed me. Bother were miserable. Maybe, Madame Mayor, you need to take a good hard look in the mirror and ask yourself why that is. Why is everyone running away from you?

Whump List: Lana Parrilla as Regina Mills in Once Upon a Time | Episode 1x07

[applejee]

while i do love romance novels i struggle with the mostly fade to black kind. like this could be more explicit but it isn’t and i FEEL THE LACK