Tumgik
#life with gilly
skyeward-otp · 6 months
Text
Me when Fifteen name-dropped Rose Tyler and said that he loved her
Tumblr media
56 notes · View notes
nightinghoul · 22 days
Text
In Rabbit News...
I think Stewart is deaf. He most definitely wasn't deaf when I first brought him home. He used to answer to his name, listen to "no", and coming running at the crinkling of treat bags.
He's an old man, so I thought he had just stopped giving a crap, which could still be true. But, some things have lead me to believe he is either losing, or has lost, his hearing over the past year or two. He doesn't seem to mind, as long as I feed him and give him pettin's.
Tumblr media
44 notes · View notes
ranna-alga · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
"Black" - Pearl Jam
60 notes · View notes
arthursfuckinghat · 2 months
Note
so what is your opinion on mary then? you said previously that you didn't like her but you're happy to defend her?
Sure, Mary isn't my favourite person, but I don't hate her - honestly I don't <3
I'm always going to defend characters who are victims to mischaracterisation, especially the women. It's a frequent double standard, people fail to be as understanding of female characters compared to male characters.
Mary and Arthur both suffered to difficult home lives and dysfunctional families, just to different extents.
Mary hated that Arthur was an outlaw, she understandably didn't like that he kills people and steals, but she knew how good of a person Arthur could be. Arthur hated Mary's family and how they treated her, they were very judgemental and abusive, especially when Mary was with Arthur. He knew how much she cared about her family regardless of how they treated her, Arthur knew how good of a woman she was.
What pains me is how Mary failed to understand how living as an outlaw wasn't a choice for Arthur. He was raised in an environment that showed how harsh the world could be if he wasn't tough enough or willing to kill for his safety, Mary was raised in a similarly harsh environment that exposed her to how being a woman meant being treated as a lesser person in the society they lived in.
Given how Mary and Arthur initially parted ways, her needing Arthur's help in chapter two proved difficult for both of them - same in chapter four but it ended on a better note if you chose to.
Mary's main takeaway from meeting Arthur was seeing how he didn't, or couldn't change. Even though we don't see as much of her life compared to Arthur, it didn't seem like she changed either.
It always came across to me that they both wanted eachother to change (i.e Mary wanting Arthur leaving the outlaw life and Arthur wanting Mary to be more understanding of his circumstances) but because they both had family ties, they just couldn't.
Mary couldn't be understanding of Arthur's life because he still continued to live that way, proving that he couldn't change. Arthur couldn't leave his outlaw ways behind because he had the gang to provide for, proving that Mary wouldn't be understanding despite them both knowing that they couldn't abandon family.
To which we come full circle, they split initially because they weren't compatible and that still remained to be the case.
Mary was fully prepared to drop everything to run away with Arthur, but she expected him to do the same. Even after his explanation about the gang and needing money, she knows she's heard it all before and decided to just leave it. They both wanted to run away so badly and I can imagine that even if they did, their lives would catch up with them eventually.
Nothing gets forgotten.
Arthur knows that, he just ran out of time, and Mary didn't know at the time how precious those moments with Arthur really were.
58 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Vincent Price, Peter Lorre, and Basil Rathbone
The Comedy of Terrors (1964) dir. Jacques Tourneur
78 notes · View notes
Text
Jrwi Riptide 114 Spoilers
And my own theory about some underlying implications
SO
Gilly had a silly moment while he was also GillyGone™
Jay developing trust issues from Grandma
Chip rollin with the punches as always
NOW onto why I'm here.
Now, I noticed smth rather interesting during the Grandma Recording
She mentioned her son. And him being Stable.
Now. One could assume she was talking about Drey being in the Block trapped and not going anywhere his location "Stabilized".
However, I don't think that's right. I think she was talking about Jayson.
I think, we haven't once seen the REAL Jayson Ferin. That in his grief for his daughter Ava, he had been in a vulnerable state, thrown himself into his work, didn't really question orders.
Now, in comes his Mother, someone he knows and trusts. She tells him about this new device the Navy has created. How it could help him better serve the Navy, better protect his family.
She used the brainwasher on him, not to a significant degree, not to get rid of his base personality. But enough for him to never question orders, always bring in a pirate (regardless of who it might be), to be a good soldier, and a father that can protect his daughter. Being more a puppet than a dutiful Father and Soldier
I believe there was a point where Drey mentioned that Jayson changed. That he went from being more neutral, to more antagonistic towards Drey and pirates in general. Odd how that was called out...
He may have been stoic before, but he got aggressive and cold at some point.
But of course, we have no real way of knowing until Grizzly clues us in more.
I cannot wait to see how the implications of brainwashed soldiers changes the course of what we know of the world of Mana
81 notes · View notes
mkstrigidae · 1 month
Text
APWH preview snippet!
Since I'm actively trying to work on getting the next few chapters out, I thought I'd share a little future scene with some hints of Jonsa with all you lovely people! This bit is from like, a few chapters in the future bc it's the in-between that's giving me fits right now :) (Fair warning: this is unedited and subject to change! That being said, it's such a fun scene that I can't imagine ever nixing it :D)
“Does he even know that they have to avoid the press?”
“For the last time-“ Sam sighed, sounding completely exasperated, “Dickon knows what they can and can’t do- he’s got enough practice not being photographed from when our dad was the secretary. Not to mention spending time around you when that exposé on your crazy grandfather came out two years ago.”
“I just-“ Jon sighed, blowing a stray curl out of his face. “You didn’t see how freaked out she was when the press caught us at that performance in White Harbor. I thought she was going to have a full-blown panic attack.”
He was immediately derailed by Gilly plopping little Sam down in his lap and shoving a bottle into his hands.
“What’s this all about?” he raised a brow, adjusting the baby on his lap, allowing him to latch onto the cuff of his flannel shirt and start gnawing at the fabric. “You going somewhere?”
Gilly shot him a withering look, but he saw the amusement in her eyes.
“I-“ she gestured, imperiously, “Have not had time by myself to shower all week-“
“Sorry, love.” Sam winced, looking up from his pile of paperwork. “I can take a break from these-“
“Not your fault, Sam.” she waved him off. “You warned me about this conference at the beginning of the summer.” a grin played at the corners of her mouth. “Besides, it works out well- Jon needs a distraction right now from the fact that Sansa’s on a date with your extremely hot and conventionally attractive brother.”
“Hey!” Sam looked wounded, and Gilly rolled her eyes, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
“You know you’re my favorite Tarly.” she wrinkled her nose. “How long have you been working on this presentation? You smell like the baby spit up on you.”
“Guess I’m next in line for showers.” Sam said, mournfully. “Unless-“
“Nope- I need my own time right now, Samwell. Did you even hear what I said about why Jon’s bent out of shape?”
Jon had known Gilly since Sam and she had met up north while the two of them were in college. Sometimes, it was hard to reconcile the timid, scared girl she had been with the woman who was currently devoting all of her remaining energy to busting his balls.
“Don’t tell me you’re worried about Sansa with my brother.” Sam snorted, shotgunning another cup of coffee next to him the way Jon was used to seeing undergrads do with jaeger shots. “I mean, this is Dickon we’re talking about. Used to bring wounded animals home to take care of them Dickon? The same guy who cried when we had movie night and Gilly and Rhae wanted to go see ‘Love, Simon’?” He shook his head. “Look, as far as guys she could be out on a date with right now go, Dickon’s kind of the best case scenario. She’ll have a nice time, and he’ll be a perfect gentleman.”
Jon blinked at him, silently turning to look up at Gilly, who rolled her eyes and sighed.
“You’re hopeless, sweetie.” she kissed him on the forehead again, wrinkling her nose. “He’s not worried that things will go wrong- he’s worried they’ll go a little too well.”
“You’ve been spending way too much time around my sister.” Jon muttered, narrowly avoiding little Sam’s grasping reach for his glasses, managing to get the baby to latch onto the bottle before he destroyed any more of Jon’s eyewear. “You even sounded like her just then.”
Sam blinked for a second, his head whipping between Jon and Gilly.“You’re jealous?” He asked, incredulously. “Of Dickon? Wait- you like Sansa?”
“Got there in the end.” Gilly sighed, affectionately patting him on the shoulder before going to shower, leaving Jon and Sam behind with four cups of coffee, one baby, and approximately five brain cells total between the two of them.
“You like her.” Sam repeated, like it was a giant revelation.
“What are we- in middle school?” Jon hissed, immediately turning his head down to smile and make faces at little Sam while he fed him, before glaring up at big Sam again. “I don’t- I mean-“
Sam was just shaking his head.“Of course you do.” he laughed. “Should have guessed- red hair and a damsel in distress? You were doomed from the outset.”
“Shut up.” Jon muttered, flushing. “It’s not like that.”
“Then why are you worrying about Dickon for fu-“ Sam glanced nervously at the baby, “-god’s sake? When Gill was meeting my family for the first time, I remember you told her not to worry- that my brother was ‘one of the best guys you know’ and ‘practically a golden retriever’.”
Jon could tell that Sam, who could not raise one eyebrow without the other, was desperately trying to do just that.
“I don’t know.” He muttered, moving little Sam to his shoulder to start burping him. “Look- I’m attracted to her, alright? It’s a fu- er, a giant disaster that I’m gonna ignore for the rest of my life.”
“Seriously?”
“Stop trying to do that with your eyebrows.” Jon complained. “It’s giving me motion sickness. And yes, seriously. I’m not even going to consider that- it’s just a stupid crush. Besides,” he sighed, rubbing little Sam’s back comfortingly, “Robb’s already dealing with enough right now with this whole Sansa situation- can’t imagine telling him I think his sister’s attractive while he’s being forced to suddenly confront all of his guilt and self loathing every time he looks at her.”
“That whole bro code thing of never dating your friend’s sisters never really made sense to me.” Sam shook his head, gulping down more coffee. “I mean, I’d be thrilled if you decided to date Talla, because I know you’d be good to her.”
“Yeah, don't think she'd quite go for that, mate.” Jon snorted, standing to bounce little Sam around gently. He was just grateful Sam hadn’t said anything else about Robb.
“Eh, wouldn’t count you out completely.” Sam shrugged, smirking. “With that hair, you’re pretty enough to be a girl- maybe that’d be enough for her.”
“You are so lucky i’m holding the baby.” Jon muttered, still bouncing little Sam, who picked that moment to spit up spectacularly down Jon’s back.
“Well, that’s three of us who’re gonna need showers now.” Sam grinned, looking thrilled as all get out that it hadn’t been him. “Wow- his aim is getting better.”
“I’m going to remind him of this when he’s a sulky teenager.” Jon grumbled, wiping spit-up off his shoulder as best he could. “Look- no gossiping with Rhae about this, please. She thinks she’s such a good clandestine agent that she doesn’t always realize that Robb is better at sniffing out her plots than she thinks.”
“Alright-“ Sam sighed, looking back down at the massive stack of paperwork in front of him. “I make no promises for Gill, though.”
“Gilly could give some of my Uncle’s colleagues at the WIA a run for their money when it comes to withstanding interrogation.” Jon snorted.
“Probably true.”
“Where did your brother take Sansa?” Still holding onto a now much happier baby with one hand, he reached down the other to take a gulp of his own coffee.
“He said something about going out towards the Tyrell Estate.” Sam shrugged. “They probably drove out there to see the gardens- he’s said it’s a good road to take his bike out on.”
Jon promptly spat out his entire sip of coffee, staining the front of his shirt as well as the back, and frightening little Sam enough that he started to cry.
“He took her on his motorcycle?”
Gilly picked that moment to reappear, completely clean and with wet hair, blinking at the scene in front of her.
Sam, who couldn’t seem to stop laughing, was desperately trying to calm down the baby, who had started wailing, while Jon’s entire front was covered in coffee and his entire back was covered in baby vomit. Not that he seemed to notice, as his face was white and he was making a series of angry looking hand gestures at her husband.
“I really can’t leave you three alone for five minutes, can I?” she sighed. “Do I even want to know?”
#my writing#my wips#writing wips#just APWH things#jonsa#fanfiction wip#God bless Gilly like for real#YES Sansa is on a date with someone else here#muscleman golden retriever McAttractiveness#Aka dickon tarly#unsurprisingly jon is not having a great time about it!#in fairness to sansa the plotline directly preceding this and kicking off her doing some traveling was pretty rough on her#so our poor girl really deserves a giant muscley golden retriever with a motorcycle#and to just have a good time with someone who isn't wrapped up in all the stark drama/disaster/mess etc.#jon can deal with it rn bc it's really a 'you snooze you lose' kind of situation#sam's usually quicker on the draw but he's very sleep deprived here#and working on some stuff for a pathology conference#not at all going to be relevant nope no sir#writing sam and jon interacting vs jon and robb is so fascinating#they're both jon's besties but there's a very different dynamic to the two relationships#in fairness Robb has like SO much complex childhood trauma and is kind of seriously going through it right now#but his scenes with jon always have this sort of darker edge to them#like an 'i've known you my entire life and know everything about you for better or worse' type deal- deeper but darker#it's more akin to a sibling relationship? but also not? they are both going thru it#my headcanon is that anytime jon starts getting too gloomy and angsty gilly just straight up shoves the baby at him#and then waits like twenty minutes#Gilly: 'it's free babysitting!'#generally it works pretty well#jon's like '404 error does not compute' as soon as sam says the word 'motorcycle'#also when sam says 'the secretary' he means randyll tarly was the secretary of defense
33 notes · View notes
birthofvcnus · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Arthur Morgan & Mary Gillis; a web weaving
Florence + the Machine; The Bomb // Ethel Cain (feat. Lil Aaron); Michelle Pfeiffer // Slipknot; Snuff // Sky Ferreira; Everything Is Embarrassing
51 notes · View notes
chiefbeefy · 18 days
Text
i genuinely love my tomodachi life with the van der linde gang bc it’s so fucked up
the marriages are a punch in the face. sure, there may be pairings like john and abigail or arthur and kieran (i worked SO hard for that one) ((and javier and my mii >:])), there are pairings like reverend and mary or tilly and lenny. i just gave up once i got the ones i needed.
everyone’s beefing with each other all. the. time. like i JUST had to break up a fight between bill and kieran (who as the stupid horse hat bc of course)
while everyone takes their SO or best friends on trips, hosea takes john and javier [insert eyebrow raise] and i think that’s cute
tahiti exists?????
everyone’s rap battling?? and kieran’s good at it??????
for some reason jack knows spanish (he said amigo ONCE) and now i cannot get the idea of javier teaching him spanish out of my head
bill has green hair. he wanted to dye his hair and i got a random number generator. he got green
at least three people have pink hair
everyone is in love with kieran for some reason??? he’s married (with a kid) and men still want him
32 notes · View notes
spookysexy · 1 year
Text
“The field where I died” was a good episode, but one thing bugged me . Which was that it eluded to Mulder and Melissa (not Scully’s sister) being eternal soulmates and that Scully always was there to but as other people.
Now maybe it’s the romantic in me but I just think Scully and Mulder are the real soulmates and that if there was really such thing as past lives, they would be together forever.
Did anybody else have this issue? Just curious.
136 notes · View notes
skyeward-otp · 1 year
Text
Raise your hand if you only cried during the final scene of the final episode after being completely dry-eyed the entire series.
38 notes · View notes
saberamane · 8 months
Text
Clay: You know something? Being racist isn't like...you are or you aren't.
Desmond: ...What?
Clay: Being racist is like being hungry.
Desmond: Clay, literally what the fuck are you talking about?
Clay: Yeah like, you're not right now, but a cheeseburger could cut you off on the road. And then you get hungry.
Desmond: Are you ok?
Clay: You weren't hungry all day, until that exact moment.
*confused, awkward silence*
Clay: The cheeseburger's Jewish in that analogy, by the way.
*Desmond, staring at Clay with utter confusion*
Clay: I'm kidding. The cheeseburger is whatever kind of cheeseburger you thought it was.
42 notes · View notes
nightinghoul · 2 months
Text
New hutch!
Now maybe these two won't make quite as big of a mess. Safety grate because I didn't want them to hurt their little toes, but Stewart WILL pee on the hay. Even if I secure the hay in what I THINK is a decent rack, he will find a way to pull it down and pee on it, and now everyone is sitting in pee and eating peed-on hay. I don't want them to get UTIs, so I got the safest looking option I could find. Plus, the hay provides plenty of padding in addition to being food! They seem pleased!
(Edit: modifications have been made so their feet aren't directly on the grate, and they aren't sitting in pee. Or eating pee-hay.)
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Gilly was not happy at first, but she came around! She just really dislikes change. I hear you, Gilly! I also do not adjust quickly to new things! But isn't it nice to share a meal with your special companion without sitting in pee!? Especially with those fluffy white feet!
11 notes · View notes
hitchell-mope · 1 month
Text
I’m a little curious about something
12 notes · View notes
gale-in-space · 2 months
Text
Search Works:
- Gale (Baldur’s Gate)
- Angst
- Kudos (Descending)
Results:
- Tav/Astarion. Tav/Astarion. Gale/Astarion (Astarion-centric). Blood drinking. Blood drinking. E rating. E rating. E rating. E rating. E rating. E rating. E rating. E rating. E rating. E rating.
Update: Decided to change my queries to:
- Gale (Baldur’s Gate)
- Gale/Tav (M/M)
- Teen and up audiences
Results:
116 found (as opposed to the previous 2000+. And a good chunk of them are still about fucking Astarion).
7 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Vincent Price and Peter Lorre - The Comedy of Terrors
91 notes · View notes