#lowkeylowfison

[majorelorne]

@em-kellesvig, @lowkeylowfison, @lt-col-errand-boy and @melimegreenleaf thank you very much for your nice words ^^ It means so much to me to have so many people say nice things. 

[majorelorne]

lowkeylowfison mentioned you in a post “Answer 10 questions & tag 10 amazing people! I was tagged by both...”

…both @clockwork-silence AND @ majorelorne . Thank you! <31.…

One of the things I miss most is Whittakers!!! And Timtams. And pretty much most flavours e cream. And Lamington’s!!! And pies... 

[cinaed]

lowkeylowfison, who asked for Rodney/Radek with the prompt: “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” 

Radek regained consciousness to the realization that there was someone’s fingers pressed just below his jaw, feeling his pulse, and an anxious voice muttering something too quickly to be understood. His dizzy thoughts focused on this even as his mouth asked of its own volition, “What happened?”  

There was a pause, and then the fingers dropped to grip Radek’s shoulder. 

“You fainted straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes. Or take such stupid risks. Do you remember what happened, or have you fried your brains?”

Rodney’s voice was familiar, made especially so by the sharp edge to his voice. It was the tone he used when he was worried and trying not to show it.

Radek opened his eyes, and found that Rodney was frowning down at him. His mind cleared a little, enough for him to realize he was on the ground-- a sharp rock dug into his back-- and his head was pillowed in Rodney’s lap. When he tried to sit up, dizziness washed over him like a wave. He decided that lying in Rodney’s lap was less embarrassing than fainting a second time. 

He tried to think, but his memory had gaps, strange blank stretches in which he could remember nothing. “We were on a mission, weren’t we? The Hsalethians had some new technology--”

“That we thought might be a viable power source, yes. But because the galaxy hates us and our lives are awful and ridiculous, the power source turned out to be a sentient species that wasn’t pleased to be used for energy.”

Radek remembered none of it, but Rodney had paused as though expecting a response. “I cannot blame them,” he said. He attempted to sit up again, and succeeded about as well as the first try.

“Stop moving,” Rodney said. He added waspishly, “And next time let someone else be the conduit for an entire race of energy beings.” 

About to ask if he had volunteered for such an experience (which seemed unlike him), Radek paused. The gaps in his memory were filling up again, piece by piece. He remembered Rodney’s face, white and terrified, and the way his voice had cracked as he’d shouted, “Zelenka, don’t be stupid! You’ll get yourself killed!” 

Despite the aching of his head, Radek began to smile. “You were worried,” he said. 

“You were glowing blue,” Rodney snapped. There was a crease in his brow, and his mouth had flattened into an unhappy line. “Also giving off sparks! Any reasonable person would be worried--”

This time Radek succeeded in sitting upright. Rodney’s tirade ended mid-sentence as Radek touched his shoulder. “Rodney,” he said. “I’m fine.” He remembered Rodney’s earlier words then, and his weak attempt at a joke. “Though if you wanted my attention, cradling me in your arms is a good beginning, I think.” 

Rodney flushed. His expression contorted into a number of shapes, most amusing, some a little worrying. “I want,” he said, and stopped. “I want you to stop taking unnecessary risks.” 

Radek had been on Atlantis long enough to translate. “Yes, yes, no unnecessary risks,” he agreed, and kissed Rodney.

He knew that he had understood correctly when Rodney sighed and grumbled and tugged him closer, his hands stroking over Radek’s shoulders and back as though to reassure himself that Radek was still there. 

[helshades]

Hands-off-Your-Pockets Trousers: ridiculous

Who-Wears-Linen-Anyway Jacket: ludicrous

Apparently-Made-of-Carpet Shoes: horrendous

Orange Fake Tan: grotesque

Smile™: dumb

Hair: time to say goodbye

BE STRONG, FAE. BE STRONG.

[helshades]

Fey, in all seriousness, you are reblogging .gifsets of the Twiddles getting lauded for knowing the word “acuity” just to upset me, right? I mean, you know perfectly how hard I have to womanhandle myself away from such opportunities to be sarcastic around people. It's hard.

[helshades]

lowkeylowfison:

Is this the queue for saying how much we love you and your brain? Cos I love you and your brain. Hope that’s not overly weird. Also now I want apricots. Who do I see about that?

Why would that be weird I don't understand

Sorry about the .gif, they didn't have anything that worked with the keywords “abject+gratitude+drooling+gaaah+not+deserve+best+followers+ luuurv+gif”. Sometimes the Interwebz doesn't deliver, girl.

Apricots.

I'm kinda hungry too, and it's flat 2 in the morning—but there are no good apricots around here in this season. A good thing I'm addicted to grapes and granny smiths, since the latter are beginning to be found everywhere and the former are still pretty tasty with the horridly hot weather we've been having in our regions.

Asgard-wise, apricot is interesting since, although Oriental in origin and technically thriving in warmer climates, it's particularly resistant and can handle -20°C temperatures easily. Could be imported from Vanaheim and live its little arboreal life in peace on Asgard...

(Were those cherry trees in blossom on Jane's balcony...?)

[helshades]

Today, I reblogged a thing about hypnosis in which saying “nutmeg” could rouse the most badly entranced from their unconscious possession, and this had me think: do you reckon that if someone yelled “toadies!” or “yellow submarine!” the whole of Tumblr could suddenly wake up to realise that Tom Hiddleston dances super awkwardly, has a rather silly laugh and overacts when he has to do comedy? Also, in a year's time he'll probably be looking like a dessicated prune, at this rate. Just saying.

[sivsdotter]

lowkeylowfison - wow. I'm speechless. Thank you.