#something something gift of prophecy

[samijey]

I'm going through the notes on my phone where I write random fic ideas, quotes, scenes etc and I'm feeling a bit unwell at this Sami quote I wrote down over a month ago 😭😭

[stardust-sunsets]

fob fans thinking we're gonna get a heaven's gate/bishop's knife trick 8ball:

[delicatetaylorsversion]

Andrew Tate being arrested after GRETA urged romania to prosecute human trafficking is honestly hilarious

[seraphic-sibyl]

There are two wolves within you. One of them just came up with a fanfic you desperately need to see, and the other refuses to write it.

[s-citrus]

Whoops, all doodles!

[whiskeyswifty]

happy 4 years to the most insane day in known swiftie history when i woke up to 300 texts from my swiftie friends that we were about to get hit with a category 10 taylor swift event at midnight. Happy "i'm pregnant with folklore and the baby is yours" announcement day to all.

[simplorist]

OMG they finally released the product lineup and Med Poc’s pants???

The historical costumer in me is pleased. They so ugly but pleased.

[pietroleopoldo]

While looking at my old blogs I ended up rewatching the John Oliver's segment about the 2018 Italian elections and it's scary how he kinda ended prophesying that the next prime minister would have been a random person who was never active in Italian politics

[jerenoraakkeli]

Hearken ye unto me, fledgling Prophet!

Go ahead and make your predictions as to what Käärijä might do next! Any and all predictions are welcome as long as they are respectable.

By the divine power given to us (@gyunikum and @katinkulta) we can make you the Prophet/Oracle of Käärijä if your prediction comes true! We both studied under Pythia, Oracle of Delphi.

Prophets so far:

gyunikum - trial run - dreamed about Käärijä "pole dancing"

@zomb1edude - manifested runny make-up Jere

@ajitanparmesan - a close call of Häärijä's ass

@nelsonakis - Käärijä's ass to compare sizes

Come hither! Make your bets. Claim your destiny. The red dodgeball favours us. Submit your manifestations.

[tiptapricot]

Ik it’s meant to be serious but when Miguel’s describing the spiderverse and he’s like “This is all of us, all of our lives, woven together in a beautiful web… of fate and destiny…” or whatever I just. Ok Mr middle school fanfiction journal.

[wordsgood]

thinkin about an aromantic bg3 run with doli lin!tav. he’s so tired. what’s one more monstrous cursèd gift in his head, there might as well be a literal physical creature creaching around up there, this might as well happen. surrounded by horny children who need hugs and protection. unfortunately because amatonormativity he gets no special cutscenes but he could go to avernus with karlach (who is also aromantic you can’t convince me otherwise im SORRY [not].). the last time he lost a soulmate he couldn’t follow them into the dark but oh boy THIS time he’s fucking prepared! he may have terrible hips and the soul of a trophy husband and just the worst empathetic magic gift there’s ever been but he will kick demon ass for his new bestie. he might also bang halsin, who’s to say, he might feel sexy one night when the city’s making him attractively homesick instead of his usual drunken soggy-paper-bag kind of homesick. he can do what he wants. he’s surrounded by children with either too few or too many memories that constantly send him into empathy-triggered fugue states and dissociations and migraine nightmares. daddy needs a self-care night kids

[skeletonzimms]

wait i just found out luke prokop (only player under nhl contract to have ever come out) has the same birthday as bitty!?! that’s such an insane coincidence

[unknownarmageddon]

Okay so weird thing, I dunno if I told you or not

I've never read Sirius, but I think around the time you posted the 7th chapter, I had a dream you posted chapter 36 or 42 about them having a sleepover in a spaceship.

I remember not telling you cause I was embarrassed?? But I might've gotten around to doing it before now, idk—

BAHA ohhh that’s brilliant actually

hilarious actually cause i do. plan on having a chapter or two soon where they sleep in cross’s ship rather than on a planet

[softquietsteadylove]

can you write something where thena faints out of nowhere? some angst maybe?

love your fics, xoxo

Thena groans, waking up to the familiar feeling of an on-call bed under her. That shouldn't be right, though, because she's definitely supposed to be off by now. She's pretty sure she was headed to the parking lot.

A throat is cleared loudly.

Thena picks herself up, although she's dizzier than she expected herself to be. She sits up, though, looking down as she finds Gil's hoodie falling from having been laid over her. She looks up, and of course he's there. "Gil?"

He scowls at her.

Thena blinks at him. She's never seen that expression on him (at least not directed at her). "What happened?"

"You fainted, Thena," he informs her sharply, crossing his arms at her from the chair at the tiny on-call desk. "Just outright collapsed on the way to the parking lot. You're lucky I was loading up the bus when I found you."

Thena sighs. Not only is it embarrassing enough that she dropped like a fly, but also that she's sure everyone watched as Gil carried her back in here.

And that's besides him apparently being mad at her.

"I brought you back in on a stretcher, if you're worried about your reputation," he grumbles, taking his feet off the stool and slapping them down on the ground. "I wheeled you in because they're for people who are in need of medical attention."

Thena rolls her eyes, not one to take any sort of attitude lying down. "It's not a big deal, Gil. I'm sure they said I was perfectly healthy, no? Isn't that why we're in here and not in a room?"

"Actually, we're in here because I wheeled you here and asked Sersi to come check on you privately, so the interns wouldn't know."

Oh. That's...actually very considerate of him.

"And you fainted because you're barely cleared to come back to work, and you've immediately come into a 24 hour shift?" Gil glares at her--actually glares at her! "What were you thinking, Thena!"

"Well-"

"And I'm sure you haven't had enough to eat or drink," he looks at her, tilting his head to look at her as she holds the hoodie sitting piled on her lap over her blankets.

"I-"

"You're coming back from an injury, Thena--a serious one!" Gil stands now, apparently unable to take it any longer. "I mean, what if-"

"I'm sorry."

It comes out so small, almost like a squeak. Gil pauses in his anger and Thena is horrified to feel herself tearing up. She bites her lip.

"I know I shouldn't have," she admits quietly, toying with his hood in her hands. "But I...I couldn't take sitting around at home anymore. I couldn't take...thinking about it."

Gil softens, and he looks more like her Gil immediately. She looks at him and he nods, coming over and sitting beside her. He's nice and close, allowing her to absorb some of his warmth. "I think about it too. Nightmares?"

Thena shivers, "some."

He knows. He knows because he spent a good deal of time at her apartment while she was on leave. And while he was there, more than once he had to wake her up from a dream of being stuck under that car again. He'd had a few while sleeping on her couch.

Gil takes the hoodie from her hands, and her face flashes horror at the thought of him taking it away from her. He wraps it around her shoulders, though, pulling her to lean against him. "I'm sorry I yelled."

Thena allows herself the small moment, nuzzling her face against his chest. "No, I'm sorry. I remember how I felt when you came in from a run and collapsed right in front of me. I would never want to do that to you."

Gil holds Thena to him, kissing the top of her head as she threads her fingers through his. "Thena, that was the second most scared I've ever been in my life."

She leans her head up, pressing her forehead into his cheek, "I'm sorry, Gil."

"It's okay, Sweetie," he forgives immediately, because of course he does. He presses a kiss to her forehead and looks at her, "you're off rotation, you know. You should lie down for a bit. I'll take you home later."

She could just argue. She could tell him that they can't always be driving each other's cars to work. She could say that she just wants to go home and curl up in her own bed for another 24 hours. She could tell him her godforsaken leg hurts, for that matter.

Gil helps lay his hoodie over her again as she lies down, her head on his lap instead of the pillow. She drapes her arm over his knees. She has terrible sleeping posture for a doctor.

"You should sleep too, baby," she mumbles, already half asleep again.

Gil is in the process of just that, crossing his arms over himself with his back against the wall. At least his legs are stretched out. "Way ahead of you."

Thena tugs at the back of his shirt, then shakes the pillow she's abandoning in favour of his big strong/soft thigh. "'Hind your back."

Gil smiles, leaning forward and sliding the pillow up behind his back and neck as far as possible, trying to disturb Thena as little as possible. "Thanks, Honey."

[greatwyrmgold]

Came across this screenshot again recently.

Good times.

[ccbeeduo]

i think it's really funny how our friends got cancelled for transfem cwilbur crimes and then mars, our revivebur fictive, came out as transfem like a week later iirc