#pat gives up tag

[fowlaroundtown]

Sorry for spam posting today but I figured out how to draw Shelldon today and it’s about to be everybody else’s problem

[hayaku14]

IDK WTF THIS CARD GAME IS ABOUT BUT I NEED IT IMMEDIATELY

[takethebodymarc]

and don't you guys forget to take care of yourselves! i mean it!🫵

[frnkiebby]

oh more current frank on his knees~🎃

[mariocki]

Patrick Troughton guests as ruthless racketeer George, out to silence the man who can identify his brother as a murderer, in Dial 999: Key Witness (1.26, ABC, 1959)

[a-river-of-stars]

Gundam Wing age discrepancies: a vent post

I’m sure it’s been discussed to death by the rest of the fandom and everyone came to a consensus to not give a fuck a long time ago, but I’d just like to voice my personal discomfort for canon which isn’t just improbable or silly but which simply does not add up.  In this case, it’s the Gundam Wing characters’ ages not keeping up with the passage of time in-series.

The main series takes place in AC195.  Endless Waltz takes place in AC196.  All of the characters are stated to be one year older in Endless Waltz than they were at the start of the main series.  However, the main series takes place over a span of nearly nine months in AC195, from 6 April to 24 December, and an additional full year passes between the end of the main series and the beginning of Endless Waltz (24 December AC196).  Unless every single character was born between 25 December and 6 April, some of these characters have to have passed their birthdays during the main series and then passed their birthdays again in the year leading up to Endless Waltz.  That’s just how time works.  We obviously know Relena’s birthday is 7 April, and it appears to be canon that Quatre’s birthday is 12 December to match his voice actress (which would mean he turned 16 twelve days before the end of the main series).  I personally think it would be poignant for the characters to figuratively and literally come of age during the war.  By all accounts it seems logical and thematically fitting that most of them are 16 at the end of the main series and 17 in Endless Waltz.  And I would be content with that, except canon materials state that they are not 17 in Endless Waltz.

Do you understand the position this puts me in.  Do you understand how difficult it is for me to disregard canon even when it clearly makes no fucking sense.  That is not how my brain operates.  I need these numbers to add up and they are NOT adding up and it is driving me INSANE.

The thing is, it is remotely possible that most of their birthdays fall in that tiny window of time from 25 December to 6 April.  But we know at least one birthday that doesn’t: Quatre’s.  That’s where things all come apart.  Quatre’s canonical birthday of 12 December makes it impossible for him to be both 15 at the beginning of the main series and 16 in Endless Waltz.  And if I have to disregard the canon age for Quatre in EW, there’s really no reason for me to believe all of the other pilots’ birthdays fall within such an improbably small window just to fit canon ages that are already questionable at best.

tl;dr  Just this once, fuck canon.

[blood-mocha-latte]

14. pat/chuck nonlinear train of thought for the moldboard wip ??

(thank you for tagging me <3)

hi!!! this one is my affectionately dubbed undead wip, because i have abandoned it, and then un-abandoned it, and then re-abandoned it at LEAST six times so. don't get Too attached to her adhsafjdsl. i posted a moodboard and snippet of this here, before i made it a tag game, and another snippet of it here, and have a New moodboard and a Different snippet :)))

from this tag (ask) game :)

"'M just saying," Chuck interrupts him, talking around the bread roll. The hall is loud, so Pat has to lean closer to him to be able to hear him properly. "I think there are worse ways to die than being shot."

Pat wrinkles his nose, but doesn't disagree. "Well, sure." He says. "Burning to death, for one. But I don't understand choosing a bullet over anything else." Chuck huffs.

"Well, I can't think of anything much faster." He points out. From another table, Malarkey shouts in protest as Muck grabs at his plate. Pat's pretty sure most of the people here, in England, are convinced they're insane. "You get shot in the head, it's over in an instant."

Pat can't argue with that, so he just shrugs, shoves another piece of toast in his mouth. "What about you?" Chuck asks him, after a moment, mouth equally full, so Pat thinks and swallows.

"Did you ever read The Awakening?" He asks, and when Chuck affords him a blank look, he shrugs. "Kate Chopin book. But at the end, there's a woman who walks into the ocean." Chuck snorts.

"So you'd go swimming?" He asks, disbelieving, and Pat shrugs.

"No." He says. "But I'd like to walk into fire the same way Edna Pontellier did water."

He can feel Chuck's eyes on him, and shoves more toast into his mouth before either of them can speak again.

[mblue-art]

It's me again, anon, who adores your love-hate towards Cross. Friend recently showed me a video in tiktok where there was a sound of 'oh I hate that man...but oh, cara mia...how i love him'. It immediately reminded me of you. Tsunderes keep winning. Let's go tsunderes ✊️

hhhh h hhhi anon i do, i do ha-

[amethystpath-writes]

Excuses

NOT A PR0MPT

******

“You are not welcome here.” The words were punctual. Strict. Demanding. Maybe they would have been intimidating if Hero hadn’t been shaking beneath her covers.

“Trying to cast me away like a spirit? It won’t work.” A glowing smile emerged from the darkness, one so bright that it was nearly blinding, but so direct that it was far from illuminating the room. The smile was all Hero could see.

“You are not welcome here.”

“Did saying it again satisfy your fear?” The smile grew. “I’m no spirit, Hero. Only a shadow in the dark and a smile to haunt your dreams.”

Why? the hero wondered. Why did her brain punish her like this when she only killed one man? Villain killed tens of people every day- for information, for revenge…for fun. Hero only took out a threat.

“Did they haunt you?” she asked, voice so quiet that Villain would not have been able to hear it- even if he were human laying beside Hero in bed. “The people you killed, did they haunt you?”

His response held no callous, no maliciousness. It was calm, matter-of-fact. “No.”

Hero shook her head. Of course not. Villain had no remorse, no nagging part of his brain which told him ‘You’re better than this.’ Villain, she thought, was evil. Maybe he hadn’t always been that way, but he sure as hell was now, even now that he was a dead, opaque shadow of a man.

“What was there to feel guilty about? I had my own means, and they were all expendable.”

Knowing Villain, Hero imagined that slow blink he used to give. Arrogant, careless. She used to admire that; his ability to ignore everyone else, to do things for himself- and himself only. Not many people knew how to take care of themselves, but Villain sure did. It only became too much when Hero realized she was as regular as everyone else to Villain. She was just as replaceable.

***

“You are taking this too far. How many people have to die for you to make a point!”

Villain’s hands were bloody, and they had been for as long as Hero could remember anymore. Red, always red.

“As many as it takes.”

Hero wasn’t even sure what the point was. Villain was- he was a murderer, and the explanations he was giving were starting to become dull. Did he ever have a true purpose?

“Someone does you wrong and you have to destroy everyone for it?” Hero questioned, voice uncontrollably raised. It was a simple and unfortunate situation that Villain was so worked up about, that he killed multiple undeserving people for.

“It was hardly everyone. You’re still alive, aren’t you?” He walked to the sink and Hero shuddered when his red hand touched the handle. She would disinfect it when he was done.

“You might as well have. So what if she got the promotion and you didn’t? Do you really think she had it out for you or anyone else who applied for it?” Hero swallowed. “What if it had been me instead of her?”

“It wasn’t.”

She argued, “But it could have been. Answer me.”

He turned the handle back, stopping the water flow, and not able to find a rag, shook the excess water onto the stovetop. The water hissed against the burner as Hero had had soup there just before Villain arrived.

“What if it had been me instead of her?” 

How was it that Hero had been putting up with this for so long? Why did she let any excuse to kill another human become an excuse? There were none for what Villain was doing. He was killing. He was killing for the sake of killing.

“I would do whatever I felt like doing, just like I’ve always done. And if you had a problem with it”- he shrugged, then didn’t finish.

So, he would kill her, if the time arose- if he felt like it, if he felt angered enough, if something happened which wasn’t her fault, if he felt like something was her fault. He would kill Hero.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.” His voice was neutral, with no trace of harm like there had been last he’d spoken.

“You don’t mean it. You’re saying it because it suits you in this moment- because you know I would leave right this moment if you didn’t say it.” But what did it matter? Hero didn’t mean anything to him anyway if he was willing to kill her for nothing. “I’m your coverup,” she said. “You’re using me to avoid suspicion.”

His response was as chilling as winter’s first breeze. “You think so?” he asked, and it would have seemed so innocent if not for his straight, unchanging face. Hero suddenly felt nervous being in the kitchen- so many sharp knives and scissors and meat mallets and...and he was grabbing a glass cup. Glass was breakable, harmful, weaponizable.

***

That night, it was Hero’s hands covered in blood, and that blood belonged to Villain.

***

"Am I as entertaining to you now as before- asking questions you’ve been waiting for me to ask?” Hero wouldn’t let Villain’s ghost bother her. She would suffer her own guilt in her own time.

“It’s all I’ve looked forward to.”

Hero’s chest tightened. After declaring she wouldn’t be affected, she still was. Villain was a ghost, a paranormal being she used to make fun of at the mention of it. “Then I’ll stop asking.” She pulled her blanket up to her lips. “What will it take to get rid of you?”

“Maybe a kiss goodnight would do,” Villain said. “You can blow it to me if it makes you feel safer, more comfortable.”

Sinister. Villain was sinister, and evil, and every negative adjective in the dictionary.

“You’re powerless right now- a white sheet with eyes and a voice. You’re nothing else.” Hero said this more to herself than Villain. “When I close my eyes, it will be like you were never here. Your voice will be a nightmare that I’ll forget in the morning.”

She did close her eyes, and when Villain persisted that he be her waking nightmare- not only her sleeping one- Hero ignored him. She was already dreaming, she told herself in the confines of her own mind. Villain was practically see-through; he couldn’t hurt her. He would taunt her and make her feel intimidated, but he couldn’t truly do anything. He had no power.

Hero wouldn’t say goodnight, but she would say the guilt she felt was fading. The fact she killed someone no longer mattered.

She had an excuse.

But didn’t Villain have excuses as well?

[fowlaroundtown]

Preview for something I’m working on and why I haven’t been posting lately >:)

[hwaitham]

[bones-n-bookles]

Why did my coworker call me handsome twice today

[synonymroll648]

happy ayyám-i-há Izzy I drew your little guys for you <3

MAKING THIS MY PFP NOW ILYSM <33333 /p

[0ann3]

( 〃．．) First time doing a pure text post, but I'm considering drawing twst rarepairs for the whole month of April like a challenge AKSJHAKSJAHS

I was supposed to do it during February, but I forgot to do it until around 2nd week and I really didn't properly plan this out, so I'm posting this today so I wouldn't forget again and to motivate myself LMAO

If anyone reading this does know some interesting twst rarepair, do feel free to share, so I can consider and perhaps add them to the list heheheh, but either way, I'm going to read some more vignette or do a roulette to see which ones gonna stick in my mind as so far it's just:

Azul x Deuce Malleus x Jade Malleus x Trey Vil x Trey Riddle x Silver (?) Silver x Ruggie (?)

(◕ ◕) If I can't think of any more ships until the near end of March, I'll just stick with what I have listed

[meistoshi]

thinks about satoshi participating in contests,,,,