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[mulderscully]

TWIN PEAKS | 1.04

[eruherdiriel]

Something I've been thinking a lot about lately is how Jon knows what it's like to be burned. With his hand, he doesn't feel it in the moment but that's probably adrenaline more than anything else.

"You do not look well. How is your hand?" "Healing." Jon flexed his bandaged fingers to show him. He had burned himself more badly than he knew throwing the flaming drapes, and his right hand was swathed in silk halfway to the elbow. At the time he'd felt nothing; the agony had come after. His cracked red skin oozed fluid, and fearsome blood blisters rose between his fingers, big as roaches. "The maester says I'll have scars, but otherwise the hand should be as good as it was before." "A scarred hand is nothing. On the Wall, you'll be wearing gloves often as not." It was not the thought of scars that troubled Jon; it was the rest of it. Maester Aemon had given him milk of the poppy, yet even so, the pain had been hideous. At first it had felt as if his hand were still aflame, burning day and night. Only plunging it into basins of snow and shaved ice gave any relief at all. Jon thanked the gods that no one but Ghost saw him writhing on his bed, whimpering from the pain.

-AGOT, Jon VIII

And then there's the scene of his wound getting cauterized. Which, yeah, he's otherwise injured and just escaped the wildlings, experiencing a lot of physical pain and internal turmoil, etc., etc. Still:

Maester Aemon sniffed Jon's wound again. Then he put the bloody cloth back in the basin and said, "Donal, the hot knife, if you please. I shall need you to hold him still." I will not scream, Jon told himself when he saw the blade glowing red hot. But he broke that vow as well. Donal Noye held him down, while Clydas helped guide the maester's hand. Jon did not move, except to pound his fist against the table, again and again and again. The pain was so huge he felt small and weak and helpless inside it, a child whimpering in the dark. Ygritte, he thought, when the stench of burning flesh was in his nose and his own shriek echoing in her ears. Ygritte, I had to. For half a heartbeat the agony started to ebb. But then the iron touched him once again, and he fainted.

-ASOS, Jon VI

This doesn't even touch on how he feels about the R'hollor crew and stories of people intentionally being burned. Whether he's there when King's Landing burns or hears about it, he will be able to empathize with the people of the city. There will be survivors, some with burns like on his hand and some with way worse. There won't be enough milk of the poppy for everyone. There will be men, women, children, soldiers, civilians, and old people burned and screaming in pain. Before KL burns, Jon will have heard about the other places DT has been as well. They're not gonna be pals.

But there will be conflict in his interactions with DT. Jon fiddles with his hands when he's conflicted or distressed:

Jon's breath misted the air. If I lie to him, he'll know. He looked Mance Rayder in the eyes, opened and closed his burned hand. "I wear the cloak you gave me, Your Grace."

-ASOS, Jon II

Lots of examples from AGOT, when his hand is still freshly burned and in more pain:

"Grief and noise," Mormont grumbled. "That's all they're good for, ravens. Why I put up with that pestilential bird … if there was news of Lord Eddard, don't you think I would have sent for you? Bastard or no, you're still his blood. The message concerned Ser Barristan Selmy. It seems he's been removed from the Kingsguard. They gave his place to that black dog Clegane, and now Selmy's wanted for treason. The fools sent some watchmen to seize him, but he slew two of them and escaped." Mormont snorted, leaving no doubt of his view of men who'd send gold cloaks against a knight as renowed as Barristan the Bold. "We have white shadows in the woods and unquiet dead stalking our halls, and a boy sits the Iron Throne," he said in disgust. The raven laughed shrilly. "Boy, boy, boy, boy." Ser Barristan had been the Old Bear's best hope, Jon remembered; if he had fallen, what chance was there that Mormont's letter would be heeded? He curled his hand into a fist. Pain shot through his burned fingers. "What of my sisters?"

-AGOT, Jon VIII

When Jon had been Bran's age, he had dreamed of doing great deeds, as boys always did. The details of his feats changed with every dreaming, but quite often he imagined saving his father's life. Afterward Lord Eddard would declare that Jon had proved himself a true Stark, and place Ice in his hand. Even then he had known it was only a child's folly; no bastard could ever hope to wield a father's sword. Even the memory shamed him. What kind of man stole his own brother's birthright? I have no right to this, he thought, no more than to Ice. He twitched his burned fingers, feeling a throb of pain deep under the skin. "My lord, you honor me, but—"

-AGOT, Jon VIII

Jon raised the hood of his heavy cloak and gave the horse her head. Castle Black was silent and still as he rode out, with Ghost racing at his side. Men watched from the Wall behind him, he knew, but their eyes were turned north, not south. No one would see him go, no one but Sam Tarly, struggling back to his feet in the dust of the old stables. He hoped Sam hadn't hurt himself, falling like that. He was so heavy and so ungainly, it would be just like him to break a wrist or twist his ankle getting out of the way. "I warned him," Jon said aloud. "It was nothing to do with him, anyway." He flexed his burned hand as he rode, opening and closing the scarred fingers. They still pained him, but it felt good to have the wrappings off.

-AGOT, Jon IX

Not until he was well beyond the village did Jon slow again. By then both he and the mare were damp with sweat. He dismounted, shivering, his burned hand aching. A bank of melting snow lay under the trees, bright in the moonlight, water trickling off to form small shallow pools. Jon squatted and brought his hands together, cupping the runoff between his fingers. The snowmelt was icy cold. He drank, and splashed some on his face, until his cheeks tingled. His fingers were throbbing worse than they had in days, and his head was pounding too. I am doing the right thing, he told himself, so why do I feel so bad?

-AGOT, Jon IX

[aestherians]

I don't know what exactly is going down on tiktok, but apparently someone made up a story of a 9 year old therian named Ceres who was shot by her grandpa for coming out and users have been making tribute videos to her without even checking if the story was true or not. So that's something.

[victoryrifle]

Rant incoming, but I still remember everybody loving the current pope because he's for gay people (which he never said, he's not) and with the recent shit he's been spouting about abortion after his visit in Belgium I would just like to remind all my followers that I hate the catholic church specifically. I hate them and their popes and the fact they have so much influence politically in Italy (which only pretends to be secular) and other countries as well. I'm not surprised about it, I've lived with it my entire life as an Italian, yet I hate seeing everyone else always excusing it or misinterpreting it on purpose. How does anybody still like them is beyond me. Rant over.

[grenadineghost]

also i mentioned today that a skirt wouldn’t fit me because i don’t have the smallest waist and my mom immediately started trying to convince me that well, relatively, your waist is small and it made me really sad. i dont want to be small and ive been actively trying to gain weight and hh

[verdantmeadows]

Thanks to expert advice I have killed my mother with hammers

[kiwibirbkat]

I love physical affection

It just sucks that the one person that gives me it makes it so. Uncomfortable

[fish-arcade]

i think a surgeon should open me up just to like rinse off my organs. various spots in my abdomen keep hurting and i think it would fix me. plus it would be enrichment. i think they should vivisect me just to see what's up

[confessionsdiaz]

Bro I was just filming myself with my camera with outfits cause I don't have a full body mirror and then the self hatred just set iiiiin I hate it here. I hate that this is making me feel like I've slipped backwards in unlearning stupid shit,

[slabmaxxing]

like a black hole loves the light

[levmovska]

He's quick to recognize it. The way Heath looks at him, looks at his daughter, takes it all in. There's a familiar animal in him that's waking up, itching for violence. Odd, it's proactive this time. Like he has so many damn times in his life, Lev swallows it down. Bottle it up, deal with it hopefully never. There's a lot of that just waiting to come to the surface, he'd find, if he were to ever take inventory.

It all becomes so much clearer when Heath gathers her into his arms.

His heart, so young and small, is beating within the hands of a man who would kill him if given the opportunity. There's a panic in his chest, his own heart contracting and fighting the confines of the cage it sits in. His throat tightens as if determined to keep the damn thing from escaping. Mabel senses it all, as sensitive as her parentage. Her lip quivers, threatening the peace of the establishment he's forgotten they're standing in.

The only comfort is that he knows Heath wouldn't hurt her - but would he leave her in a coffee shop with a dead dad beside her?

"Huh," he lets out, sights dragging from Mabel's chin to Heath's face. "Feeling real grateful for the opportunity provided, and happy to do what needs done." A vague reminder, maybe, but Lev wouldn't offer Heath his own fears and anxieties on a silver platter. "Might want to be careful there. She gets explosive shits when she's nervous."

Not a joke, but hey, it's Heath's shitshow if he doesn't heed the warning.

resentment was a dangerous feeling. slow burn and strangely addictive, as it pulls you deeper into the narrative of your overwhelming need to reclaim power. undeniably human, raw and utterly relatable. bitterness, he could feel it in his veins, as well as on his lips that still held a grin. almost smug, like he was savoring some unspoken advantage. his gaze, however, told a different story; sharp, cold, with an edge of cruel amusement, almost predatory, relishing the moment before they pounce.

with the slightest tilt of his head, he caught sight of mabel - small, fragile, her wide eyes trying to make sense of the world around her. unaware that if the rules had been followed, she would have grown up without a daddy by her side "look what we have here, ain’t ya just the sweetest lil’ thin'" heath murmured, his voice dipping into something warm, sincere even, as he carefully gathered the baby into their arms.

his focus snapped back to lev, his tone dropping to ice "so, how’s it feel, lev? for the first time in yer life, havin’ to reckon with every step ya take, wonderin’ if it’s the one that’s gonna come back to bite?"

[vero-lynn]

Yeah.

Yeah.

[sengenism]

The Ishigamis and The Gifts of Science

Dr. Stone is a love letter to humanity and its sciences. The main character, Senku, often acts averse to all forms of affection, and the only love he doesn't deny is his love for science. But Senku is so so full of love. He just expresses it in a way other than physical touch or words of affirmation. He gives.

But let's go back to the one who taught him so– Byakuya Ishigami, his father. The love of Senku's life.

Byakuya is introduced in the tenth chapter of the manga as a dotting father who sells his car to present Senku with scientific instruments he will need for a more efficient research. This car is Byakuya's means of transportation, and given that he is crying and shaking in this scene, it could not have been easy for him to lose it. But his love for Senku is so big, that he wants to support his son's passion even if it means sacrificing a great convenience for him.

And Senku? Senku truly fell in love with science at this moment.

If there is anything that Senku is, he is Byakuya Ishigami's son through and through. They may seem like two very different people, as Byakuya is an openly affectionate guy while Senku is more closed off with showing his true emotions. But Senku takes more from Byakuya than not, and one of them is by showing his love and/or care for others through giving the gifts of science.

And it starts with Byakuya.

[Bodysuit Acquired!]

Byakuya had failed his first attempt at being an astronaut ten years back, but he doesn't give up and tries again. Senku then creates a bodysuit that manipulates muscle movement to help Byakuya pass his swimming test. And while the bodysuit doesn't quite help Byakuya to swim, the thought Senku had put into it had motivated Byakuya more than ever to pass the test. This is one of the fundamentals of gifting– sometimes, it really is the thought behind it that matters.

This motivation is what Byakuya credits during his interview with JAXA for passing the tests. He understands that Senku might not have given him any words of encouragement, but this bodysuit was all the words that were needed between them. Senku wants Byakuya to achieve his dreams just as badly. It's the way Senku shows his love for his father.

And it's the way Senku shows his love for others too.

[Glasses Acquired!]

One of the primitive aspects of the Ishigami village is that it considers bad eyesight as a type of "disease". Fuzzy disease, to be exact.

Suika wears a melon mask at all times to help clear her eyesight, which Senku later reveals is due to the pinhole effect. She, however, has never told Senku or the others about having the fuzzy disease. Senku himself notes how odd it is for her to wear a melon around, and confronts her about it once he decides to create glass. This is one of the most beautiful scenes in Dr. Stone, as Suika finds out that her disease was never a disease, and is finally able to see as clearly as the others. Senku basically gives her perfect eyesight, something she didn't even know was possible before.

[Antibiotics Acquired!]

One of the most beloved people in this village is the priestess, Ruri. Two of Senku's new friends, Kohaku and Chrome are deeply affected by her unknown fatal disease. Senku is such a person who would help a stranger even if there is no benefit to do so (though he would never admit to it), what more a person who his new friends truly love and care about. He cures Ruri of pneumonia, giving her a chance to live a life without the worry of it being her last day every day.

[Cola Acquired!]

Senku forms an alliance with Gen, who plays the role of Tsukasa's spy, for the promise of a bottle of cola. Both Senku and Gen are aware that the cola is only a front for Gen's loyalty to Senku and the Kingdom of Science, for Gen needs his superficial reputation as a comfort and cannot simply join them if there is no personal benefit for him to do so.

This cola is also the first gift post-petrification that Senku brands himself on, probably because it represents the first gift that is not out of necessity and leans toward a comfort/luxury that they both used to enjoy in the modern world.

For a modern man such as Gen, drinking his favourite soda in the stone world might have been one of the happiest days in his life.

[Cotton Candy Acquired!]

Senku cares about people so much, even if the people in question have tried to kill him. Senku sees Homura as a soldier who is merely following the orders given by her leader, but he also sees the Homura as a lonesome girl sitting by herself on trees day and night.

As usual, Senku hides his kindness and care by showing an evil ulterior motive, such as turning Homura to their side using the cotton candy, but Ruri points out that this is a facade. Similarly to Gen, a person with such an ego is unable to seem as if he is doing something good out of the kindness of his heart.

[Stove Acquired!]

As winter approaches, the elders in the village are worried about losing people to the cold. Senku hears about this and creates a stove which has a multi-purpose of cooking and also radiating heat for the people to stave off the coldness of winter. And speaking of winter...

[Christmas Acquired!]

Senku hangs up lights in the tree for the "light bulb test" on a random night. Except the date isn't random at all and he drops enough hints for Gen to catch on that it is the night of Christmas. The significance of the day is only appreciated by Gen and himself, as they are the only modern timers in the village. It is for the sake of nostalgia, but Senku would rather be caught dead than admit that he is a sentimental guy with such irrational feelings.

And well, it all comes back to that scene with Byakuya, doesn't it? If you recall, Byakuya calls himself "Santa" while giving the scientific presents to the young Senku. This indicates Senku received them during Christmas. Which means... Christmas is a sentimental day to Senku and his father. An anniversary of Senku receiving his Christmas presents from Byakuya, which led to his deeper dive into his science obsession. The beginning of it all, one would say.

And even though he's dead and buried, Byakuya never stops giving. He gives Senku the Ishigami village to provide Senku with allies. He gives Senku Lillian's music, because he believes in the light of music and understands the importance of media to society. He collects platinum till his last breath, because he believes that Senku will need it someday. Byakuya keeps on giving to Senku, because his love for his son is so huge and unconditional. And because he promised.

Surely, there is no greater love in the manga than Byakuya's love for his son and Senku's love for his father. Byakuya could easily win ten billion best father awards... well, not like there's much competition for that in shounen mangas.

[maspers]

I'm greatly entertained by the idea of Kyoko just bringing Makoto along with her to cases for "moral support".

Imagine you hire one of the best murder detectives in the country if not the world, and she's exactly what you expected her to be like. She's clearly highly intelligent, unfazed by the gruesome remains of the corpse, and her process is quick and methodical. But she brought this twink with her, and nobody can figure out why? He just kinda wanders around? And Kyoko Kirigiri tells you to just let him, so you do, and right as it seems like she's beginning to decipher the elaborate murder mechanism used by the killer, this kid falls out of a second story window into a cherry tree in the side yard for no discernable reason. Kirigiri is unsurprised at this.

Two hours later the maid has been arrested after Kirigiri's sidekick returned from the ER with bandages covering his scrapes, talked with Kirigiri for a couple minutes, and then pointed at aforementioned maid dramatically. The police ask Kirigiri for an in-depth explanation, which she readily provides, and even as you listen to her you still can't figure out how exactly her... boyfriend?? was involved in her coming up with the solution, but she claims his insight was really important. Exasperated, you turn and ask him what he did but he just shrugs and sheepishly admits he has no idea.

Then the two of them get picked up by Byakuya freaking Togami in a limousine, and ride off into the sunset. Kirigiri's reputation as a detective continues to reach more ludicrous heights. You wish things made sense.

[dunktape]

THIS IS THE EMOTE THAT KEPT MAKING MY OTHER POST CRASH. RAAGH

[cheridraws]

I was missing him,,, sniffgles