#which is APPARENTLY too much to ask

[timeofjuly]

Really wanted to get more RTC done today but it's so fucking hot rn and there's pollen everywhere so I'm boiling AND blowing my nose every ten seconds, so instead of a chapter here's a snippet under the cut!

“You know what you’ve gotta do, babe,” she says to him.

“I refuse to give in to such ridiculous, childish demands,” he growls. “A churro is not a peace-offering. How utterly juvenile -.”

This is a rant that she’s been privy to several times now and each time she hears it, it gets more and more animated. She better get comfy; once he gets going about you, it takes him ages to wind back down.

It’s funny; for someone so perceptive, he doesn’t seem to realise that he’s abnormally invested in the feud and that it’s just a tad unusual to be buying flowers and expensive tools for someone he purports to hate. Particularly when, at any point, he could pick up the phone and rat you out to your employer to end the charade altogether.

Quinn has spent many hours pondering it; how does one break the news to their bonefriend that this passionate display clearly goes beyond simple dislike? That maybe the nerve you struck in him wasn’t a nerve at all, but something else worth exploring? That no answers are going to be found in the insides of the smoke alarm, but they definitely will be in a conversation with you?

[mozart-the-meerkitten]

If you'd told me 7 years ago that I'd become hyperfixated with an anime about a sentient fighter plane and her autistic pilot who fight aliens I'd have looked at you like you were crazy, but here I am, spending approximately 3 hours scouring the internet for any kind of decently priced merch for my favorite weird tv show.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

This election day, I'm thinking of my Nana.

I'm thinking of how as a young woman, she fled political violence in her native Colombia to build a new home in a more stable country. I'm thinking about how she lived a long life, but not long enough to see her home country elect its first ever progressive president (just a few months ago!).

Coincidentally, I was living in Colombia at that time (in the very city she grew up in), and I was able to witness what felt like a miracle. A very conservative country, suffering from the violent inheritance of colonization and catholic invasion and the war on drugs, against a backdrop of the dangerous global rise of the far right--this unlikely country managed to elect one of the most progressive heads of state in the world, in 2022. That's a pretty big deal.

And I'm thinking about this, this election day, because that election was won by a very thin margin. I'm thinking about how it almost didn't happen. I'm thinking about how it was only possible thanks to the highest voter turnout in 20 year. And I am thinking about the countless number of voters who chose to vote for the first time. I am thinking of the poorest and most disenfranchised citizens who showed up at the polls. I am thinking of the indigenous women who rode 12 hours on public buses to vote at the 'nearest' polling stations. I am thinking of all the money and corruption that went into preventing minority citizens from voting, and I'm thinking about how they showed up in the millions and voted anyway.

I am thinking that I would like to see a miracle like that in my own home country.

So if you're on the fence about waiting in line today to cast your vote, I hope that you will think--about the country you want to live in, the future you hope will unfold, and about all of the people it takes to make a miracle.

Because history may deem us nameless and faceless, but when we show up en masse, we are the ones who make history happen.

And yes, maybe also spare a thought for my Nana. Who was in fact a very angry and judgemental woman who supported the republican party for 50+ years, and who would be turning in her grave right now (if the family hadn't had her cremated). Think about the mean angry ghost of my Colombian grandmother, who very much wants you to not show up at the polls to support abortion and other sinful progressive values. Think about her. Do it for her. Do it for Nana.

[murdleandmarot]

Now I’m interested in your dad’s take. If it’s not invasive, please share?

\(´∀｀)/

HI HELLO!!!!!! I’d happy to share, I love talking about these things!!!!! It might get a bit rant-y but I promise I’m just trying to cover all bases :]

Some context: my dad grew up with cats, specifically the 1983 broadway album, which means that while he’s never seen the 1998 movie, he has seen the show live 2-3 times, (my family is pretty musical-my grandma saw the og show with Betty Buckley, and I’ve never been more jealous of anybody in my entire life).

So: we were talking about stuff and nonsense and I explained the newsies vs cats poll. Obviously he knew a bit about both shows, as I’d recently been in newsies and made him watch the Broadway version.

He of course immediately started talking about how many criticisms you could do of each show. It quickly devolved into him bitching about Skimbleshanks and Santa Fe, because he hates both of them in equal measure, (although Santa Fe may take the cake. He despises the entire plot line).

I brought up the criticism that many musical fans seem to have about cats: “it’s not about anything” or “it doesn’t have a theme/plot.”

“That’s just blatantly not true, munkustrap, (I called him gray cat guy in the conversion), explains the plot in the third song. You know, jellicles go to the jellicle layer, blah blah blah.”

“Well, sure,” said he, “but what’s the show really about then?”

“Uhhhhh,” I said, it being like 11 o clock at night, “it’s mostly about second chances and forgiveness, right?”

To which he said, no. Cats is about pride. More specifically, ego death.

All of the cats are prideful. The Rum Tum Tugger, obviously, but also the Gumbie cat, the old theater cat was the best there’s ever been, as featherfore-whatever his name was. You know, even the stupid train cat. They’re all walking around talking about how great they are, or were, except Grizabella.

She just says “hey, I’m here, I’m done, I’m down and out, and I’ve got nothing and no one. I’m just here. Times were great, but without the memory, I have nothing”

And that’s why they’re like YES. You get to go the heavyside layer. You get it. You deserve your second life.

[zer0point5ive]

adam who knows the door is wide open, knows he could leave at any point, knows that lawrence wouldn’t stop him, couldn’t stop him and yet. and yet .. adam who looks at the fresh crimson stain on lawrence’s shirt collar, the red beneath his nails he hasn’t quite managed to scrub away yet and wonders if there’s any universe in which he’d run to the cops, to anyone. adam who knows there isn’t. lawrence wouldn’t stop him but adam wouldn’t run. adam who despises everything jigsaw stands for, tells lawrence as much, tells lawrence that he’s gonna be the first to dance on that bastards grave when he finally kicks it but who still stays with lawrence. despite it all. because he’s lawrence, because he’s adam’s. because they’re so inextricably intertwined that not having lawrence around now would kill him as surely as reaching inside and pulling out his own beating heart. he’s everywhere and he’s everything, living in the spaces between adam’s ribs and wrapped around his brain like a live wire. running would be suicide and besides, adam’s not gonna let him go, can’t. not now. adam who would absolve lawrence of just about anything as long as he’s by his side, as long as he keeps coming back, as long as he switches the light on when he gets home and cups adam’s face oh so gently in bloodstained hands

[lokh]

Holy shit uh. Given there's stuff about halffoots disappearing when they work with elves and she has a thing for them...not a fan of the implications

ah......... i didnt think of that (half foots specifically being known to be spirited away by elves when looking too deep into magic according to chilchuck iirc). yikes.......

when lycion says that she dumps half foot girlfriends after they turn 30, otta denies it by saying 'that's just what ended up happening due to various circumstances beyond our control!' (wording from everydayheroes scans). could human trafficking be related to this? it might be reading too much into it to think her crimes could be related but we have literally nothing else to go off of

edit: ok nevermind actually lmao went back to the profile page of the same chapter in the adventurer's bible. says 'she was a merchant before joining the canaries, and she sold a great variety of things, ranging from ancient magical artifacts to monsters and people'. so she was straight up just selling people and the half foot thing could be totally unrelated

[azaracyy]

one of my finished ych commissions. other finished artwork can be found here. the tailmon is based on the twitter meme / trend of tailmon with pikachu build

[faaun]

i feel rly sad and conflicted abt one of my best friends on earth but idk who to ask for advice bc i usually would have consulted her in this situation lmao

[hmslusitania]

I hate when the ailment fuckignnn ails me

[lungfuls]

Maybe I'm projecting and being hopeful but I mentioned to M that I don't even get to shit by myself in peace lmao and I feel like something clicked for him. Bc I was like hey, at least you get private bathroom breaks at work (noncombative). And since then he's been a lot more acquiescent when I ask if I can nap and stuff

[rakkuntoast]

do you have the clip or is brunim still live? poor dudes and their urahara skins 😭

brunim is still live but mutual posted the clip, sorry I can only get it from bird app (currently mobile rn and suffering lmao)

[appalachianapologies]

hello friend! have you finished MASH? I haven't ever read any MASH fic but if you feel like it how about something in the aftermath of either 9x10 Operation Friendship where BJ has compartment syndrome in his arm or from 4x18 Hawkeye where Hawkeye has a concussion and monologues the whole episode?

hello! not quite yet but i am getting through episodes scary fast. my daily routine has been lots of crocheting with mash on and i'm developing equal amounts of both carpal tunnel and brainrot. 4x18 (which hulu has as a different number for some reason) was literally one of my favorite episodes. alan alda singing broadway my beloved

"You are not Radar."

"Right again, Hawk."

Narrowing his eyes in suspicion, Hawkeye adds, “Unless you’ve grown a foot and a half.”

“Still me,” BJ confirms, gently smoothing hair off the side of Hawkeye’s skull. “After some questionable pantomimes and a terrible game of charades, Potter thought I’d better go grab you in case you were hurt. I guess it’s a good thing I did.”

“You missed my show,” Hawkeye pouts, a grimace appearing on his face as he tries to bat away BJ’s hands. “Ow. Stop it.”

“Hold still.”

“I could’ve gotten you first row seats, Beej.”

“There’s a lot of dried blood here. How long were you bleeding for?”

“You know, I got to hear all the greats before they came through New York.” When BJ touches a particularly tender spot, Hawkeye pulls out of his grasp, gasping with the movement. “Beej!”

“Sorry! Sorry.” At his friend’s betrayed look, BJ promises, “I won’t touch again. Lemme look at your eyes.”

“Why, I haven’t gotten permission from your father yet.”

“Hawk-”

“We’re not even on our third date.”

“Hawk! Look here. C’mon, you know concussion protocol just as well as I do.”

Finally following his directions, Hawkeye adds, “You know it’s actually a myth that concussed patients can’t sleep?”

“Your pupils are barely dilating,” BJ mumbles back, though mostly to himself. “Alright, c’mon Hawk, let’s get back to camp.”

Frowning, Hawkeye replies, “I haven’t finished my one man show.”

“Oh-ho, yes you have. Let’s up. Up and at ’em. There’s a bed in post-op with your name on it.”

It’s a tense few seconds, betrayal clouding over concussed eyes, before Hawkeye eventually acquiesces. “Fine. But I’m picking the radio.”

“Hawk, if you manage to get a station working on a jeep that doesn’t even have a radio, you can pick the music for as long as we’re in Korea.”

[endlessfuckup]

saw your post about no longer wanting to be a phan blog and i just wanted to say i get you especially the reaction to this tour has been very uncomfortable and i could never figure out exactly why it felt... overbearing ig??? but it has been building and the tour leak and announcement just seemed to put a spotlight on people seem to have learned nothing from the previous years and seem to think that now that they're back it's okay to push their boundaries because they're engaging with us again. and tbh i appreciate you for helping put into words the discomfort ive been feeling and it sucks that it turned out like this that the enjoyment of the thing gets harder because of others

I was so so hoping it wouldn't get like this again

The first 5-6 months of the gaming channel being back were mostly wonderful

Everyone was behaving and respectfully enjoying dnp being back as a duo

I've seen/felt it building up over the past few months but I kept ignoring it because I figured it was just newer phans who didn't know about any of "the lore"

But every time I'd check their page out it would almost always be someone in their mid-late 20s who has been around for 10+ years

I was dumbfounded

I genuinely cannot believe people still treat Dan and Phil like tv characters who exist purely for entertaining the masses

Its really sad

[turtlespancake]

me when i write a character who is prone to dooming themself and then they run off and doom themself. core traits are stubbornness and a willingness to disregard their own humanity gET BACK HERE IM NOT DONE WITH YOU

[uygfiug]

hi anna!!! how have you been? i hope all is well :)

i am here with bug pictures!!!!

i put both these guys in a bug ID app and it seems like the top one is an earwig (specifically maybe it's a ring-legged earwig?) and then the bottom guy seems to be an eastern parsons spider?

also apologies for the quality, i'm always so afraid to get close to the bugs for photos lmao

hiya zip <333 ive been okay, weirdly i dont feel stressed at all about my exams, but they are having negative effects on me? how are you doing?

some bird pictures in return :)

(female mallards, eurasian coots (babies) & crows)

[areyousanta]

My mom's "too old" to go to a concert. But not to old to walk a trail that spans and entire state for 2 months. Weird