NYPD bomb squad officers carrying a pipe bomb out of Penn Station, June 12, 1957.
Photo: Tom Baffer for the NY Daily News via Momentos del Pasado
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NYPD bomb squad officers carrying a pipe bomb out of Penn Station, June 12, 1957.
Photo: Tom Baffer for the NY Daily News via Momentos del Pasado
Can anyone hear me
[ID: photograph of some words in all caps from the book Harrow the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir,
"I will remember the first time you kissed me -- you apologized-- you said, I am sorry, destroy me as I am, but I want to kiss you before I am killed, and I said to you why, and you said, because I have only once met someone so utterly willing to burn for what they believe in, and I loved him on sight, and the first time i died i asked of him what I now ask of you
I kissed you and later I would kiss him too before I understood what you were, and all three of us lived to regret it -- but when I am in heaven, I will remember your mouth, and when you roast down in hell I think you will remember mine"]
Ship Tournament, Round 2 — Match 9 / 15
Gale/Karlach
"they are both walking around with magical death devices in their chests trying to act like they’re fine about it. like sorry but the orb + infernal engine parallels are RIGHT there. two people who know what it feels like to have their own body turned into a countdown, still trying to be funny and useful and lovable through it."
"wizard who says “erm actually” x barbarian who can throw him over her shoulder when he gets too sad"
"gale: ah. a fascinating infernal mechanism, volatile but magnificent, housed within an equally magnificent— karlach: you’re staring at my tits, aren’t you gale: i was going to say “warrior,” actually, but now i fear the moment has rather escaped me anyway they’re both hot, doomed, funny, too willing to die for other people, and desperately in need of someone who will yell “NO MARTYRING” across camp. ship of all time."
vs. Shadowheart/Wyll
"I really like the Selunite Shadowheart version of this especially. Wyll’s whole thing is trying to be good even after being punished for it, and Shadowheart’s is trying to find herself after a goddess spent years cutting pieces away from her. They’d both understand what it’s like to have someone powerful claim ownership over your choices. There’s something soft in the idea of them post-game, maybe in Baldur’s Gate, trying to build something ordinary after all that divine/devil nonsense. Shadowheart with her animals and flowers, Wyll with his stories and dancing and stupidly earnest compliments. They’d still have scars, obviously, but I think they’d be careful with each other in a way that feels really earned."
Which ship do you prefer?
Gale/Karlach
Shadowheart/Wyll
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Here's their full render!
(Here's their old reference, if you were curious)
These two fucking devastate me.
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