#posting from mobile hell

[valencock]

Idk what they're saying but Hancock's grabbing his ass for sure

I can't believe a ghoul and a synth could be so in love holy fuck

[all-cf-me]

"That good, too. Things could always be worse for guys like us." Guys like us: as if Dodge can even compare his own measly struggles to what he imagines Adrian having to deal with. Their professions are all they have in common, at least as far as Dodge is concerned, but he recognizes his friend's gesture anyway. He shakes his head too, and even snorts a little laugh. "Better you than me. I don't know which is worse - telling people 'you can't stand there' or telling them 'you can't eat that'." Both are equally terrible, but they both thrive in that work, valued for their workhorse mentalities when everyone else is losing their minds.

Dodge takes a drink, swishing the liquid around his mouth before swallowing - the weather still has his mouth dry, and he swears he can still taste the grit of ash under his tongue and up in his gums. "I was instructed to stay in place, mostly, but I got to scrub some masks. You and I need to plan another trip out into the Wastes... Hurry up and enjoy the clean air before they herd us all back up."

"Hanging in there," Dodge answers, and though he doesn't actually manage a smile, there's enough warmth in his tone to suggest one. As sullen as he is, there's no denying that things have been going in Dodge's favor recently, especially since the sky cleared up and he's allowed into the council building again. "What did they have you doing during lock-down? More than managing queues and giving directions, I hope."

[biblically-accurate-dca]

experimental sunman yaaaay

(ruin spoilers under the cut)

[bartandthesimpsons]

📸 : julian lazaro 3/7/25

[heyifinallyhaveablog]

Eventualities

Fandom: Mahabharat (TV 2013) | The Mahabharata

Source: Draupadi-Satyabhaama Samvaad Parva

Prompt by: @chaanv

Note: This is a conversation between Krishna and Satyabhaama, after they return from their visit to the Pandavas in exile. While enlightened by Draupadi's love and devotion towards her husbands, Satyabhaama is still rattled by the events that had led to the exile. The portrayal of the characters and the conversation herein is entirely the author's perception of human behaviour, based on the chapter linked above.

Taglist: @chaanv , @vidhurvrika , @melancholicmonody, @bleedinknight, @ambidextrousarcher, @demonkidpliz

Caveat: Posting from my mobile since my laptop has taken a trip to hell.

_________

Satyabhaama feels a tranquil turbulence within her once she leaves the abode of the Pandavas. Her conversation with Panchaali has been a very detailed one. And her return to Dwaravati, is unusually contemplative.

“Do not worry for them, Satya,” Krishna’s voice drifts into her thoughts, almost as if it were one of them.

“It isn’t the Pandavas that I’m worried about, or even thinking about, for that matter.” Satyabhaama replies, in a voice louder than intended. Krishna knows better than to speak to his currently preoccupied spouse.

***

“I really don’t understand, Jiji,” she confides in Rukmini, on one of the following days, “her endurance is superhuman.”

“She really has sufferred more than you and I, Sister,” her sister-wife says, in a manner of resignation.

"Her circumstances are vastly different,” Rukmini continues, “much like Queen Damayanti of yore.”

So different, Satyabhaama thinks to herself.

***

“Would you have wagered any one of us, Arya?” she eventually asks Krishna, out of nowhere, on one of their nighttime walks in the gardens of their palace.

The answer is quite what she expects, silence.

Satyabhaama, for her part, is in no hurry. There are times when her husband is human, and just as vulnerable as anyone else on God’s green earth.

Krishna’s silence isn’t diplomatic. He knows that his favourite wife means to test him, and hurt him in the process, even if He had been the saviour. As if it were on her to exact the answers for Draupadi -

-Questions that were still unanswered.-

“What answer would you wish for me to provide, My Queen?” Satyabhaama feels cornered, probably betrayed, in her own game, by her own hand.

Trust The Trickster to come up with a battle of wit!, she thinks.

“You seem to tergiversate, Husband,” she says sternly.

Another jibe, another barb. Even for all his silence, Krishna cannot stop his lips from curling into a smile.

“This is no contest, Satya,” he willingly gives in. After all, he knew the magnitude of hurt she had felt right after they’d walked out of The Pandavas’ hermitage. Her confabulation with Panchaali had been enlightening.

“I’m bound to ask, Arya,” she doesn’t hide her turmoil either, “Just why does she still have to endure” –

She comes to a grinding halt, before embarking on a much awaited monsoon of a tirade.

“My Love,” Krishna attempts to stem her flow, while attempting to assuage her turbulence, “it was sheer zemblanity,” –

__________

Draupadi’s call haunts him to this day.

Even He, doesn’t know how he had done it. He just remembers her crimson cloth tied around his finger, to prevent further flow of blood from being cut by The Sudarshan Chakra.

“Every thread shall be repaid, Krishne,”

“In vermillion, as bright as it adorns the parting of your hair.

In gold, as lustrous as it adorns your empyrean form.

In blue, as the peacock whose feathers I savour.

In fire, for Your Sire.”

__________

“I’d called out to Everyone, Satya. Each one of You, as she called out to Me.” Krishna’s voice is heavy, and earnest.

“It was too overpowering,” his calm attempts to conceal the minuscule of a tremor in his voice. Only His wives know that he trembles, in his corporeal form.

“Only when I could envision all of You,” he sighs, betraying nothing, “that I knew that I had succeeded.”

Satyabhaama remembers the fatigue, the exhaustion, that had made him age a decade after he had returned from the damned War that had prevented his presence in the accursed Sabha of The Kurus.

He hadn’t been the quite the same ever since. His outwardly gait was disarmingly deceptive, but, she knew, that The Slayer of Madhu had a strengthened resolve. His silences were louder than ever.

“I’ll set everything right, My Love.”

Satyabhaama knows that He would.

[bonestrouslingbones]

over this last month there have been multiple posts on my sfw blog that have randomly gotten a shit ton of notes for like a week straight and the only things they seem to have in common is that they're all from 2021. is this tumblr's way of telling me that was my peak year because ngl i dont really want that to be my peak year

[queer-omens-in-the-archives]

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[wolfpackmuses]

‪❝Extermination Day is upon us… I wish you all good luck. Wrath will not be kind to those who wish to defy Hell and those who live here!❞‬

[garbage-floof]

advice for new users: make your iwn tagging system because it's a pain in the ass to try and scroll through (nearly) 2000 posts and tag them <- says dude from its own experience

[nalapup]

alrighty y’all i finally feel satisfied with how one of the LI has come out sooo drum roll plzzzz *crickets*. Welcome Whitney!!

[tsuzukerukoto]

With Christmas approaching (which is a romantic occasion in Japan), I will just say that Makoto is an excellent boyfriend. He's attentive, empathetic, emotionally mature, and of course: incredibly loyal.

Also he's cute when flustered but don't tell him that

[risaonda]

whyyyyyyy is my dashboard out of order! ^_^

[weirdgirlbymommylonglegs]

physically i'm here mentally i'm in the fucked up house party from the grindhouse music video

[hailthedragonmaster]

wtf is this

[goblininatrenchcoat]

Here's too many asks for the ask game with way too many asks: 2, 20, 24, 44, 56, 64, 79, 101, 104, 129, 167

2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)

Well if we’re doing anything goes here, lynx/bobcat

20: Do you like space or the ocean more?

The ocean. No super strong feelings about either, tbh, but I like eating fish so ocean wins for making nice food for me. Sorry fishies

24: Favorite constellation?

Ursa Major/the Big Dipper. She lives on my forearm as moles so it feels like a little personal connection

44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?

Oh hell yeah. I love seeing tattoos on other people, though I don’t plan to get any (conceptually it would be cool to have tattoos but I’ve never come up with anything I actually have any interest in getting tattooed on me). Piercings are great, if they were easier to acquire professionally I’d have a ton but alas. That requires time and money.

56: Something that calms you down?

Hm. To be very frank, engaging in some of my compulsions. The healthier option I use is loud music

64: Favorite animal(s):

Cats of all kinds. Crows and ravens. Opossums. Raccoons. I am rather the tumblr stereotype here

79: Something you wish didn’t exist:

The US credit system

101: Favorite type of shoes

Platform boots of all kinds

104: What is your favorite mineral or gem?

Hard to pick a favorite, really. Most of both are really cool in various ways. If im pressed to choose I’ll say opal but that’s not really a completely honest answer

129: What would you want written on your tombstone?

Probably just my full name as it should be and my birth/death dates. I don’t think there’s much to say on a tombstone that won’t fall short and flat of who I am or what I want.

167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created?

Ultimately, I guess not? I know I’ll never know, so how important could it be? But I will always wonder, so maybe I do care and that’s just me trying to be indifferent

[mooorgan-ish]

am i constantly on the verge of blocking the gr*an tag? yes. yes im a hater but some of you are annoying