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#eat the hand that feeds you
acrashedjournal · 9 months
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our theory is that there is a god, and he is hungry. Carmen Maria Machado
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worstloki · 1 year
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people just ignore Thor was a feral child, huh? like his life goal was probably to demolish another race at age 12 and he was probably begging to go to war and attempted to murder their father for not letting him via telepathy that he didn't have.
#people are like ''loki stabbed thor at age 8'' like im sorry but thor is older and im pretty sure he would've given loki the knife#Frigga was probably like ohhh you can wage war when your brother is old enough to go with you. can't let you two go alone!#and Thor naturally was like ''ok. i will Arm the Child''#like for SURE Thor was the kid eating dirt while Loki just sat next to him looking very confused about it#Thor: Father said we are Part of Asgard and need to Eat To Grow and then one day will be Big Enough to Fight !#he tries to feed Loki the dirt so he'll grow up quicker too but Loki starts crying and now Thor's forgotten about it and trying to calm him#Thor like no no don't cry i'll find us something else to get big with :(#carries him away and gets dirt all over them both because his hands were still dirty#fast forward the bros are sitting on the ground under a table monching on lemon cakes (or whatever) absolutely COVERED in dirt#they have left a dirt trail behind them so their hiding spot won't be effective for long#and also Thor doesn't think voices should get across what is clearly a sturdy table cloth so he's not sure how they were 'discovered'#Frigga: you cannot get dirty and go in the kitchens#Thor: LOKI WAS SAD. AND WE NEED SUSTAINENCE TO GROW MOTHER. WE MUST FEED.#Frigga: -_-''#(Loki is still munching on a lemon tart. the same one despite the room change because he's eating it slowly while Thor reasons with Frigga)#(half of the words anyone is saying go over his head but he is enjoying the expressions being made)
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lliminall · 2 years
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Chrollo sitting you up against his chest and holding a water bottle to your lips. He feeds you sips from the same bottle he drank from a moment before and watches as your lips touch the same places his did
Feitan feeding you himself with a spoon. He makes it out like it’s a demeaning, dominating thing, but really he just wants the excuse to take care of you. He scoops just the right amount of rice onto the spoon and waits a moment for it cool before holding it to your lips
Shalnark driving you to get boba tea, but he only orders one large. You sit in the car and he takes a long sip before holding the same straw to your mouth and feeding you from the same cup
Machi cutting apple slices and handing them to you while you both sit on the balcony. Your fingertips brush hers with each pass, and she uses her thumb to wipe sticky juice from your face and makes a noise that tells you not to mention it when you go to say thanks
Uvo used to order separate pizzas when he came over. Two for him, one for you. Now he only buys the two. Lets the you pick the toppings on one and has you eating from the same box as him
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ride-a-dromedary · 7 months
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I have no base for this, but Halsin seems like the type who would settle in the middle of the group with fruits (that he likely foraged) and little wooden bowl in tow and just start cutting them unprompted and offering them to everyone else.
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wri0thesley · 1 year
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thinking about yans who only let you be hand-fed by them. you’re such a sweet little useless thing, so delicate and pretty and spoilt, only the finest of tidbits are passed from their fingers into your lovely mouth
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badolmen · 6 months
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Not to be extreme but dear God hold onto hope.
Things will be better one day. People will sing and dance in colorful clothes under dazzling lights again. A parent will rock their child to sleep on a quiet night again. A grandparent will teach their grandchild to cook a family recipe again. People will laugh and cry and love and grieve in the most mundane of ways once more. This will happen no matter what you believe, but hoping and believing in such things will ease your heart and kindle your resolve to see it within your lifetime. Have hope, and you will give life to the world you hope to see.
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roman-roy-apologist · 13 days
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i love you animal symbolism
#like obviously i’m the dog motif guy but literally any animal symbolism is sooooo#like mq animal symbolism >>>#sharks and mice and wolves and butterflies#what that says about you — not just what you get but what you wanted to get#i’m a shark and i’m going to take you down. he smells blood in the water he’s gonna kill my pig and there’s nothing i can do#because i’m soft i’m a kid again im a mouse and im loyal and humble and a real team player! and that’s what will be my downfall#but it’s also what’s going to save me#why would a mouse choose foam over a delicious cookie? i don’t know. why would he? why would i?#i just got a little upset when you said i wasn’t a lion. you’re nothing without me#lions hunt in packs they’re sthe leaders. but i’m telling you that you dont get a pack you dont get someone to lean on and you will always#be alone.#then succession animal symbolism is like: youre a scorpion and i’m a snake and we are going to die at each others hands#it’s already written. we know the ending#im a dog and i’m mean and sharp and vicious#i’m a dog and i’m loyal and trusting#i’m a dog and i need to be kicked and i beg you to kick me because it’s all i know#you come for me with love?#lock me in a cage and feed me dog food (or chocolate cake but who knows) and i’ll never eat again#send me away until everyone knows their place#beat me with a slipper in gstaad for ordering lobster because it’s rude to order the most expensive thing on the menu when you’re not payin#because dogs don’t get a sliver platter they get a bowl of dog food in a cold wire cage#they get the scraps and they thank you for it#so you come for me with love?#you come in here guns ablazing to find they’ve turned to fucking sausages and you come for me with love?#jeez that’s a lot of tags#mythic quest#mq#succession#succession hbo
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stabby-pal · 2 months
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Coloured the kelpie doodle and can confirm that I love her
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birdblorbo · 1 year
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Modern day stenbrough would absolutely be that one couple that sits together with an arm around the other, staring at their phone. Mostly Bill doing it to Stan, but there are special circumstances where it gets reversed (mainly when Bill is texting Georgie)
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not blaming Lowell as a character but I think his arrival in the show & his popularity as a character is part of the reason why Flight Of The Living Dead is not remembered as one of Liv's most bi-est episodes.
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melonisopod · 8 months
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Face of a man who knows he's getting spoiled.
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dirtbra1n · 10 months
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thing about jeweler richard the series of novels is that nakata seigi is sort of an archetypical Just some guy but he’s MY Just some guy. that is my best friend
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tennessoui · 2 years
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“Is that my shirt?” w a fun twist where omega anakin finds obi-wan with his clothes?
this takes place during "like saints, like monsters", about 8 months after anakin finds feral, broken obi-wan and commits himself to entering the most codependent and disgusting relationship the temple has ever seen.
(from this list of prompts)
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Anakin practically runs from the hangar back to their quarters. He’s been gone for far too long. He’s been gone for hours. How has Obi-Wan been doing? What has the alpha filled his day with while Anakin was filling himself with fancy meats and cheeses that all tasted like ash in his mouth?
He grips the canvas bag in his hand tighter as he takes a corner at a mad angle. He hadn’t meant to be gone as long as he had been. The Chancellor had just kept talking, and it had felt rude to interrupt him when he’d gone to all this effort to schedule a time for them to meet after months of silence, purely on Anakin’s part because he’d had his hands full with Obi-Wan, with guiding and healing and protecting his master. He hadn’t had the time for the Chancellor, which the Chancellor had been so very understanding about. It had made Anakin feel ten times worse, because the old man was so nice to him. So appreciative. So very kind.
So he’d told Obi-Wan last night that he’d be meeting the Chancellor for lunch, which meant he’d need to be away for at least two hours. Obi-Wan had…he’d been confused on what away meant, when it came to Anakin. And then by how long two hours was. They’d created twelve timers, one for every ten minutes, so that Obi-Wan could look and know how long it would be—based just on the alarms—until Anakin would be back.
But then the Chancellor had kept on talking, and Anakin loves his friend and appreciates what he’s done for him in the past, especially during those years where his master was gone and Anakin was both aimless and hurting and angry, but he can talk forever.
It’s been five hours. The bond between them is silent and Anakin has spent the last two hours fretting over it because why and what has happened and is his alpha alright is his alpha safe is his alpha worried about him—
Someone tries to stop him in the Temple, but he bypasses them with a quick and sharp, “Apologies, Master—” (it could have been a padawan, Anakin doesn’t know)— “I have to go!”
He’d taken as many leftovers as the very ends of propriety would allow. If he’s going to eat like a king, he’ll make sure his alpha will as well. It’s only fair. It’s only right. Omegas provide.
He shakes the thought from his head. Deplorable to think of his master in such a light, even so indirectly. His master needed him to be as objective and tranquil as he would be, situations reversed. 
Anakin ignores the needling voice insid of his head that points out that if their roles had been reversed, Obi-Wan would never have let Anakin go missing in the first place. And, failing that, he surely would have found him before seven kriffing years had passed.
It’s with shaking fingers that he enters the code for their quarters. It’s been too long. It’s been so long. Surely Obi-Wan has sensed over the bond that he’s almost back. That he’s close.
He’s trying to respect his old master, so he hasn’t prodded the connection himself. Obi-Wan had not big into using their bond to communicate, not like this new version of his master. The longer it’s been since the rescue—eight months now—the more Anakin has tried to wean himself off relying on the connection. It’s what the old Obi-Wan would have wanted. He knows that.
It’s just hard.
“Obi-Wan?” he calls as soon as he’s stepped through the doors. The living area is deserted. That’s not surprising, not really. His master dislikes being anywhere but their nest when he’s alone. He’s very rarely alone, but it’s still a pattern Anakin has noticed.
He crosses into the bedroom without a second thought, and there he is. There’s his master. A purr threatens to rupture his chest as he looks at the man. The man who has wrapped himself in their sheets and pillows and—
“Is that my shirt?” Anakin asks, confused. He steps into the room and Obi-Wan’s eyes fix on him completely.
His master growls and turns his face away.
“Oh, Obi-Wan,” Anakin murmurs, setting the food down on the floor and closing the distance between them. “I’m sorry. I’m late, I know it.”
The alpha growls again in agreement, as if he doesn’t know the very sound of his displeasure is tearing Anakin apart.
“You should have used the bond,” Anakin murmurs, reaching out between their minds to stroke over the connection.
Instantly, it lights up from his master’s end, and the alpha’s mind springs to wrap completely around his own. Forgot…how to, the man admits, the words tinged with shame.
Anakin inhales sharply, biting down on his own instinctual response to cry at the very idea that his master—who knows how to do everything and is the best Force-user in the Order—forgot how to access their bond.
I set more sounds, Obi-Wan says through the connection, as if picking up on Anakin’s pain and trying to make it better. Many. 
Using the Force, Anakin lifts the datapad out of the nest so he can swipe to the page with alarms and study it. It goes off in his hands, a loud, disquieting, blaring sound. His alpha has set an alarm for every minute for the next five hours.
Instead of disarming each one, Anakin turns the ‘pad off with a flick of his wrist and discards it onto the floor. “May I enter our nest, Alpha?” he asks, one knee already placed on the mattress.
Obi-Wan sniffs his old undertunic that he’s got bundled in his hands in front of him before raising his nose in the air to sniff at Anakin himself.
No. Is the alpha’s declaration. Anakin gawps. You smell…bad, Obi-Wan continues. I don’t want it.
Anakin backs away. He’s tried for months now to make sure that Obi-Wan knows and understands that his wants are and will always be respected, which means that even though all he wants is to clamber into the nest and take the place of his old tunic in the alpha’s arms, he must keep himself away.
“I’ll go change,” he says. Obi-Wan pointedly says nothing. “And shower?”
A rusty purr from beneath the layers of blanket and fabric is all he gets in reply
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mudstoneabyss · 11 months
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having many untranslatable thoughts about Eat Your Young and Kevin and Strex and his dad and his fears in becoming a father and breaking the cycle of abuse
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