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tradflowr · 8 months
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I remind myself of these 4 things every morning:
1. Women should always aim to be refined, polite, and well-spoken.
2. Arch your spine and your shoulders back. This is good posture.
3. A lady should not swear, and gossip is a sin. Remember those two things always.
4. Humility is one of the most attractive traits a woman can have.
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ohbother2 · 3 months
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Adam and Lute in any situation ever, especially when talking to Charlie
"If nothing else works, then a total pig-headed unwillingness to look facts in the face will see us through" :)
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amatasera · 7 months
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Loki
@acidcasualties is the only one on my current tag list for art, please remind me if anyone else still wants in on totally sporadic Loki admiration
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shesprettymeh · 2 months
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I think no one has ever gotten to Willy the way that Scary has and I love that for her
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frozenjokes · 2 months
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A Little Question About Love (It’s Not Little At All, Though Scar Is A Bit Frustrated It’s Not As Simple As It Is On TV)
“Hey, thanks again for driving me to the zoo all week, G, I really appreciate it. Still can’t believe how stiff my arm is, I mean, yeah, I expected it to hurt for a while, but I’m so sore!”
Grian chuckled in the driver’s seat, but kept his eyes on the road as he turned onto the street where the employee parking lot was located. Given how massive Scar’s zoo was, it took quite a while to navigate the surrounding area, so he needed to maintain some focus. “So sore you can’t bring your other one up to the wheel either? That sounds pretty bad, Scar, maybe I should turn this car back around and take you home. You might even need to go back to the hospital!”
“No! No no, that won’t be necessary. I just can’t drive, Grian, see, the seatbelt pushes real hard on my arm and shoulder and when I lift it like that it’s so much worse! Blame the seatbelt, blame the seatbelt.”
“And your other arm?”
“Have you heard of phantom pain?”
“Pretty sure we already discussed that’s not how phantom pain works, but sure Scar, go on.”
“Agony, Grian, agony. Can’t lift my arms,” Scar caught Grian’s eye, throwing him a wink, “Only in the car though. A very specific problem, nothing any doctor could address without wasting hours of our time.”
“Our time?”
“Well, duh, you’re my driver!” Scar laughed, and Grian joined him, unable to help himself. Scar could never accept an injury as it was and let himself rest when he needed it. Always moving, always working; that was the Scar way. An idle Scar was a miserable one; it didn’t matter what he was doing as long as he was moving, though he always did prefer to have someone to talk to. It’s why he hated to be at home for too long, or worse, the hospital he frequented as a result of his recklessness. Grian had a theory it’s why he hated driving as well. Sure, it wasn’t quite idle, but sitting still and focusing was not Scar’s forte. Of course, Grian didn’t mind.
He was content with the small silence as he pulled into the parking lot, but Scar would never let that stand.
“I’ve been thinking about something you said recently. I'm just curious, I guess.”
Grian tensed, glancing in Scar’s direction. He looked thoughtful, but in an impossibly neutral way, difficult to read. “Scar, that could mean anything, buddy. Gonna need you to be a lot more specific.”
“Oh!” Scar looked surprised, as if he hadn’t just said something deeply terrifying, “Sorry! Just thinking. It was with Mumbo, after he got upset and bit me, y’know. When I wanted to go after him, I mean. You were really worried and it kinda made me think and stuff.”
Grian deflated, his shoulders sinking a little closer to his chest, “Scar, I really don’t want to talk about that. You know it makes me upset.”
“No- it’s not about you getting upset, I know why you were and I really am sorry. That’s another thing that’s been in my mind but not the thing,” Scar began to ramble and Grian let himself fall back against the seat, resigned to the fact that this was happening. He didn’t want to have this conversation again. He just didn’t want Scar to get himself killed; a high order apparently.
Scar continued regardless, “It was more about.. I dunno, I mean, I’d say we’re pretty close. We’re close, right?” Scar didn’t give Grian any time to answer, “And you said that I mean a lot to you, and you mean a lot to me too, but I don’t know what that means to me, and then you said that I’ve got a lot of people who love me, but it kinda sounded like you were saying you loved me, and that’s great, I also have feelings that are like that, but I also also don’t know what that means really, to love someone. And I was just thinking about it. I love you, of course I do, but what does that mean? Does it mean anything? When you told me you loved me, what did that mean to you?”
Grian gaped. What the fuck else could he do. What the fuck was even happening here???
“Scar. Are you. What are you asking here. What are you saying.”
“I love you.”
“Okay.” Grian gripped the wheel so hard he was sure his nails would leave indents. He didn’t even bother trying to park; halfway between the lines of two spots would have to do. “You love me. What does that mean.”
“I don’t know. That’s why I asked you.” Scar was infuriatingly relaxed, like this was just a normal conversation with zero implications at all.
“I can’t tell you how you feel, Scar!”
“Well you said you loved me first, so I was asking you what that meant.”
“I didn’t- I said people love you, Scar, like your friends and family! That people would be very upset if you died doing something dumb- it- it wasn’t meant to be some kind of confession?”
“Oh, I didn’t think so!” Scar threw up his hands in defense, like that was at all obvious.
“Then what did you think?”
“I thought that you loved me.”
“Of course I love you- obviously I love you. What is happening here? Why are you so stuck on this?”
“I just don’t know what it means. I don’t know how to tell the difference and I thought that if you loved me you might be able to tell me. I feel like I love everyone the same, and that’s all sorts of confusing. I mean, maybe besides family love, but that’s more complicated, there’s like- layers.”
Grian had to fight to keep himself from gaping. This was not the conversation he thought he’d be having today. “Well,” he forced his voice back into a more even tone, something a little nicer, “For me, yeah, kinda. There’s a lot that goes into love, layers, like you said. There’s the kinda unconditional respect I have for most everyone, and it builds from there? Friendship of course, elements of physical attraction can further things sometimes. Attraction in general makes a big difference, and not just physical, it’s an emotional thing too. Personality. Mannerisms. It’s a slow thing for me most of the time. That’s not always the case though, some people fall fast. For me it’s like.. a slow infatuation with the wholeness of someone. Not necessarily loving every trait, but kinda respecting it, y’know?”
“Like friends.”
“Like- no, not like friends, like being in love. Romantically.”
“That’s friends though.”
“It’s not- Scar how many of your friends do you feel all those ways about- how many of your friends are you physically attracted to?”
“A few. Close friends, Grian, obviously. And come on, like all of our shared friends are hot, physical attraction can not be the deciding factor here, that does not make any sense.”
Grian shrugged. “We do have many hot friends.”
“I know! I think you’re attractive.”
If Grian had been drinking anything he would have spit it all over the dashboard, “You- Scar!” Scar didn’t seem to notice his words had any effect though, rambling on.
“I mean, seriously, what the hell is supposed to be the difference here! Platonic, romantic, I’m half convinced everyone has just been lying to me. I keep waiting for all these rainbows and sparkles to light up in my brain and go yup! There it is! That’s romance, that’s love, and it’s like- yeah love as in my friends who I love dearly, who I’d happily spend the rest of my life with if I got the chance-“
“-Scar-“
“-Yeah, I mean obviously when I tell you I love you I mean very explicitly every single one of those things you mentioned. Every! One! I don’t hand out ‘I love yous’ for free, I mean it. That’s not the same for everyone though, and that doesn’t bother me or anything, but doesn’t it feel a little confusing sometimes? So that wasn’t what you meant when you said that, right?” Scar looked at him so genuinely, so innocently, like that was the easiest question to answer in the world.
“Uhm. Yeah, I. Love. I love you, Scar.”
“Great!” Scar preened, apparently fully, completely, entirely satisfied with what just happened here, “This is great. Glad we’re on the same page.” And then he gathered his things and just left. Opened the car door, personal items in hand, and walked away with a goddamn smile on his face before Grian could even hope to yell out the window, WE ARE NOT ON THE SAME PAGE.
Instead, he buried his head in his hands, screamed a little, punched the passenger seat, let his face hit the car horn, then drove home, feeling overall very normal about that little conversation.
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daffodils-loverrs · 4 months
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#JACKIESHAUNA AU
Shauna’s life gets shaken up when she receives a visit from her past: her former lover — and everything in between — Jackie Taylor. From lifelong best friends to secret high-school sweethearts, Shauna was too afraid to be out in the open. She’s willing to try this time though.
Jackie Taylor lives! Long live adult Jackie Taylor!! Shauna Shipman finally gives happiness a chance!!!
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stargiirl27 · 2 months
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writing beatles rpf in the parking lot of my workplace
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robosimp · 2 months
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Dear Pilot Dave, I’m finally skilled enough to draw you. It’s a threat🧡
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egonkula · 17 days
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hey! here's another speedpaint ! I was absolutely elated that my den actually looked like him on the first try LMAO ignore my "let's go!"
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kiitoskiitos · 1 year
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It's summer time and I hang on the vine They're gonna make me into sweet red wine
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foileadeux · 1 year
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got carried away w this but uhh mantis lord gijinka yippeeeee!!!
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celestialblueboy · 4 months
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Love that my religious trauma has morphed into reading biblical fanfic smut about two old men
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(Not my gif - can’t find op)
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tradflowr · 5 months
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Today’s devotional is special — my mother was raced into the hospital last night and is currently in emergency surgery. Prayers for her recovery are greatly appreciated. Her name is Emma 🤍✝️
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candycatstuffs · 4 months
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HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYBODY 🎉🎉🎉🎉🥂✨️✨️✨️✨️
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stewykablooey · 8 months
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kenstewy is real because stewy has big yaoi hands and ken has little delicate lady fingers
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The dark forest was actually queer fans having to watch straight romances for 2 seasons and the light at the end of the tunnel is everybody at richmond turning gay one by one
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