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Adam I hate you
I felt as though my rage could burn cities to ash in one breath.
Ariadne by Jennifer Saint
I WILL NEVER FORGIVE HER FOR THIS-
IT IS THE DAMN FALL-HEAD-ON-SHOULDER THING
It is THE DAMN HEAD ON SHOULDER TRIO PARALLEL
top 5 canon damen moments
1. "You're better than I am." Damen couldn't help his amused breath of reaction to that, or the long, scrolling look from Laurent's head to his toes and back again, which was probably a little insulting. But really.
He's such a dickkkk alsjdjisjd I'm completely obsessed with him. He says and does so many drop dead funny things, especially in book one, it was nearly impossible to narrow this down to only five moments.
2. Damen, seeing Laurent in the horse's path, appraising the situation like a mathematical problem, took a handful of the fabric at the back of Laurent's jacket and pulled him hard out of the way.
The mental image of Damen effortlessly yanking Laurent around like a kitten by the scruff of its neck has provided me endless delight. And the offhand competence too.....chef kiss. Sexy.
3. More sound on the stairs, the clatter of several urgent footsteps. Jord turned. Guymar and another of the soldiers were coming to the section he had ordered cleared. Damen passed a hand over his face. Everyone in the fort was coming to the section he had ordered cleared.
Please he just wants to kiss his man some more but people keep coming to the section he had ordered cleared!!!!
4. Lazar, emerging from under the wagon with a smudge on his cheek, pronounced it a broken axel. Damen, who as a prince of the blood did not excel at wagon repairs, nodded knowledgeably, and ordered his men to fix it.
I would never ever suggest that Damen is dumb because he's not but him pretending to know more than he does just to preserve his dignity. DUMB!!!!!
5. The guard turned towards the Akielon voice, and Lamen smiled at him, an easy smile full of his good nature, his tousled curls, and the relaxed temperament of his southern Akielon birth. He had a dimple in his left cheek. Charls watched the guard unwinch a fraction.
I owe Pacat a lifetime of fruit baskets for choosing to include this, the most important passage in all the books, in The Adventures of Charls. An outsider POV on Damen was so necessary and validating. Like shit, maybe I'm in love with him too.
(I am.)
You know how canaries were historically brought into coal mines, because if the mine was full of carbon monoxide the canary would die first and the miners would be able to escape before they died too?
I just found the greatest thing.
This is a canary resuscitator.
When the miners notice the canary getting sick with carbon monoxide poisoning, they can close that circular hatch so no more gas gets into the canary cage, and open the valve on that oxygen tank to keep the canary breathing. In other words, they made a spacesuit for birds.
By immediately giving the canary access to clean air, the miners can save it from the poison. The bird lives. To be clear, this is not for economic purposes, this was specifically created because the miners felt bad and wanted to save the bird.
Isn’t that just the perfect demonstration of what humans are like? We started sacrificing small creatures to save ourselves, and then felt bad and spent our valuable resources on saving the critters too. Because yeah the canary was the only way to test for CO, but it’s a living creature too, dammit!
if you would all like to cry a little more today, but also have a reminder that people have always been people, and we connect to those who came before us even if we did not know them
in glasgow necropolis, there is a gravestone. it is very small and unassuming. in fact, it's very easy to overlook because if you walked past it it would not even come up to your knees and it peeks out of the surrounding foliage
there is no date of birth, nor date of death.
it is the grave of a child. her name was "Wee Bessie" Wilson. she lived, and then died aged just 2 1/2, sometime in the victorian era (from the age of the stone, and the fact the necropolis is largely a victorian burial ground)
nobody knows who she was, anymore. but 150-200 years later people leave flowers, toys, brightly coloured pinwheels, teddy bears, or seashells on it as they pass
bessie is gone. everybody who knew bessie is gone. the people who knew the people who knew bessie are gone. but she was 2 1/2 years old and goddamnit she's going to have a brightly coloured pinwheel or a teddybear or a pretty seashell
It's important to me to point out that Wee Bessie didn't have "accomplishments". She didn't have a degree, or a particular job title, or a salary. She wasn't a homeowner or a parent. Her life was not impactful because it was goal-oriented, it was impactful because it happened. Her legacy is in her existence, not in a checklist, and your life is valuable regardless of what you achieve or what you leave behind.
from the size of the stone, her parents were not wealthy. but they loved her enough in her short life to give her what they could. to make sure she was remembered.
and after all this time, strangers still honour that by making sure a toddler has a toy.
between this and King Tut’s ducks I see we are having a Weep Over Children Day on tumblr
as the op of both posts i did that on purpose and i will not apologise
nor should you apologize; it’s good for us to recognize our humanity.
Things I was not expecting to be reminded of today, Wee Bessie. It’s nice to know people are still leaving things. I used to love going for walks through the Necropolis and seeing flowers on the old graves was always nice.
And now I'm sobbing into my 2 1/2 year old son's hair, hoping that if that was him, people would still leave him toys hundreds of years later.
i posted about wee bessie because i live maybe half a mile from the necropolis. i'll say hello to her for you
i have to go out to the supermarket soon for medication. the necropolis is not much further away than that.
would anybody like to say hello to bessie today?
I WILL LIKE TO SAY HELLO but I'm in California so it must be in spirit
just tell her Bo says hi
I will tell her you say hello
As promised, I went up to say hello to Wee Bessie today.
Because the universe has a sense of humour, the sky unleashed what can only be described as a biblical rainstorm as soon as I left the shop
I told her you said hello, @dykeopathic, all the way from California which is a place she never knew - may never have known - but is very far away
I told her thousands of people around the world say hello, and I told her about @thebibliosphere who used to stop by but moved far away and can't visit her anymore.
And I left her a little toy whale I crocheted some time ago, a seashell I collected the last time I went to Aberdeen beach with @blarghala, and a bouquet of baby's breath
Because the universe has a sense of humour, as soon as I turned to leave it stopped raining completely.
[ID: a small grave stone in the shape of a celtic cross, which flares out toward the bottom, atop a plinth. the stone is a dark greyish-brown and is weathered and stained with moss and water marks. behind the grave is a large bush, ivy, and ferns that now partially obscure it.
the inscription is worn, but still readable. on the cross itself is inscribed (double slashes denote line breaks) "IN // MEMORY OF // WEE BESSIE". at the flared base of the cross are the words "AGED // 2 1/2 YEARS" followed by a horizontal line and then "W. WILSON". to either side, at ground level, are bright pink flowers. the ones on the right are obscured by foliage. to the left, stuck into the bush, is a large pinwheel in bright colours. the pinwheel is almost as large as the circular part of the celtic cross. to the right, similarly placed, is a bouquet of white baby's breath flowers in a cellophane wrap.
atop the plinth there are several copper coins and a piece of white quartz. on the ground in front of the stone there is a small collection of items: a crocheted whale which is bright yellow on top and white underneath with black plastic eyes, a rock painted pale yellow with brightly coloured polka dots, and a white seashell. just behind them is a foam llama on a stick, stuck into the ground. the llama is white and has blue, pink, and yellow decorative elements that are now faded]
its 4am and i’m just thinkin about the first time they met
its 4am and i’m just thinkin about the first time they met
good things happen if you take iwaoi and put them in noragami au….
same, oikawa
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