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ikranwings · 1 year
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LOOK AT WHAT I GOT FROM @nin3kyuu COMMISSION THEM I SWEAR YOU WONT REGRET IT. I KNOW I SURE DONT!!!
LOOK AT MILES AND TILOR. OMGGGG IM GUNNA CRY THEY DESERVE HAPPINESS AND LOVE AND AHHHHH
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thatrandomblogsays · 5 months
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Annabeth: I, a child, had to earn Thalia’s love, that’s how the world works! I have to earn my moms love. Love is transactional, you gotta be worthy of it first silly :)
Percy, listening to this on the train
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lollytea · 5 months
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captainjonnitkessler · 4 months
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You know I used to think "tumblr's absolute refusal to actually engage with the Trolley Problem in favor of insisting that there must be a third, morally pure option that doesn't require them to make a hard decision and anyone who asks them to make a binary choice is just a short-sighted idiot is really fucking annoying, but I guess it's not actually doing any harm".
Anyway that was before we asked tumblr at large to decide between "guy aiding a genocide but making progress elsewhere" and "guy who would actively and enthusiastically participate in a genocide and would also make everything else much, much worse for everyone elsewhere" and the response was that there must be a third, morally pure option that doesn't require them to make a hard decision and that anyone who asks them to make a binary choice is a short-sighted idiot.
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vraska-theunseen · 1 year
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DID YOU ALL KNOW THAT YOU CAN DO WHATEVER UOU WANT WHEN YOURW MAKING ART ISNT THAT WILD
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cronchy-baguette · 2 months
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When all this is over, will you stay with me? For good?
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cemeterything · 1 year
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secondbeatsongs · 1 year
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for anyone too young to know this: watching The Truman Show is a vastly different experience now, compared to how it was before youtube and social media influencers became normal
before it was like, "what a horrifying thing to do to a human being! to take away their autonomy and privacy, all for the sake of profits! to create fake scenarios for them to react to, just to retain viewership! to ruin their happiness just so some corporate entity could harvest money from their very humanity! how could anyone do something so evil?"
and now it's like, "ah, yeah. this is still deeply fucked up, but it's pretty much what every influencer has been doing to their kids for a decade now. probably bad that we've normalized this experience"
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adriles · 6 months
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when we’re done with our overwhelming grief we’ll eat i guess
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taijahfern · 3 months
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duck therapy
part two of this post is here
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rocktheholygrail · 25 days
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Hannibal (2013-2015)
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ikranwings · 1 year
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What’s meant to be
Chapter two: making camp
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Song for the book:
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Na’vi is in blue.
Sounding it out is pink.
Authors note: I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I’m so excited for the story!
Warnings: deception? Nothing bad just Miles being an ass.
Chapter dedication: @villiansimpqueen I had to put up another one because this person right here truly helped me get back into writing again and I appreciate it! You guys should definitely check out their writing as well! They currently have 2 miles Quaritch stories up!
Miles had not given Tilor his full name and it was something she had caught onto almost instantly.However that could be for many reasons. He could have assumed his own name was far to complicating to pronounce for her just as he Seemingly could not pronounce all of her own. Either way it was something that would come around in due time. No matter how many secrets one person had they always seemed to come to light in the end. It was just the way things were and no one could ever stop that. 
Tilor had given him her canteen in order to rehydrate. She had no idea how long he had been laying there before she had spotted him and dehydration on the plains was not something to be messed with. They were roughly a couple hours from her clans current resting place as she had been sent off scouting earlier on that day. There was no way in miles current state that they would be moving very fast when it came to travel. At the very least they would both have to stay the night, practically out in the open to the world around them. Since he was one of the sky people it would more than likely take them a little longer to get back. Tilor had yet to know if the man before him had ever sat atop a pa’li before or not. Something she could figure out tomorrow as it wasn’t her main concern at the present moment. 
Even then she still have yet to decide if she was just going to leave him there the next morning or take him along with her. He was one of the sky people after all and she was entirely unsure of how to proceed. Tilor had decided to take the night to think things over. Talk to him more just to see where he stood in the order of things. There had to be a reason she had come across him, It simply could not be by chance. Everything happens for a reason and that was something she truly believed. Ewya had lined up their paths and it was up to her to decipher why.
“ You must stand.. and we must move to make camp for the night. “ It would be safer for them, Miles already made enough noise to alert the surrounding area of their presence. While there wasn’t anything inherently dangerous out there she just had a strong feeling it would be smarter to move. Tilor had long since packed her things back up. Putting it all back within the woven saddle bags so she would have her arms free in order to help him stand if need be. It would be dark soon and she preferred to get a move on while they had the chance. She herself had no problem traveling in the dark on her own. But with an injured man who didn’t know how to fend for himself  it would be quite difficult. Not only would she have to look out for herself but him as well. 
“ Why is there something wrong with where we’re at now? “ Miles was finally able to sit himself up properly without having to use his hands to brace behind himself. His strength was returning however he did have to take it easy and Tilor would see to that. Despite being told to stand he  waited for her answer. He saw no danger in the immediate area nor did he hear anything aside from the sway of the wind through the grassy plains around them. Perhaps it would be wise to listen to her for the time being and not snap at her. The woman before him knew this area a whole lot better than he did, that was for damn sure. Being stuck with someone who knew the area was for the best in his opinion. Plus she wasn't so bad to be around, really she was kind of cute. Not that he wanted to admit that out loud at the moment. He wasn't in this to find love, he had a job to do.
 “ For food.. and cover. “ Tilor pointed above the to the open sky, if it were to rain right now they would both be entirely drenched from head to toe. Setting up a proper place to stay the night was their only option. They weren't far off from one of the many massive trees that littered the plains of Pandora. It wouldn't be hard for the two of them to set up camp underneath one of them for the night. Keep the two of them from being exposed to the brunt of the elements around them.     “ We are due for tompa,rain soon… “
 Stepping over to Miles she held out her hand, allowing him to take the chance to grab ahold of hers. Offering him the chance to trust her as she truly meant no harm to him in any way. The man before her had to trust her in order to get out of the scenario he was in. There was no way he could survive on the Plains alone and get back to Bridgehead with absolutely no help. It was just not possible for him and even he knew that. “Come, I will help you. “ 
The look of skepticism was still quite evident as he reluctantly accepted Tilors help. However it was the easiest way for him to get up without stumbling backwards and thoroughly embarrassing himself. In his opinion he already had his ego bruised enough for the day, “ This wont become a habit i'm telling you that right now.” It was as if he was  trying to assert some dominance over the situation which in reality was not working. THat much was made clear by the soft laugh his comment drew out of the woman before him. She was amused? How the hell was she not at the very least concerned about the man she was going to be traveling with, it simply did not make a lick of sense to him. Really all it did was intrigue him more about the mysterious woman that had found him lying there unconscious, and all she wanted to do was help him out? This sort of care was new to him and he wasn't entirely sure how he felt about that.
Miles was now on his feet being led to Tilors Pa’li,taking his hand and carefully guiding it to the animal's shoulder. Only moving once she was positive that he had caught on to the fact that she wanted him to have a firm but steady grip on its shoulder. Her own hand moving to the leed that was tied securely around its face, the woven harness made for the utmost comfort of the animal. “ Hold here, this Paysyul(water lilly. ). She will keep you steady as we walk. “
 “ Pay..s..y.ul.. Is that right? “ His pronunciation was entirely off but it did sound similar to what Tilor had told him. However he was trying, still trying as his son had already started teaching him at least a month prior. His understanding of it had gotten better, sure but his pronunciation of it was absolutely horrible. It was definitely something he had to work on over time. As long as Miles put his mind to it he would improve, he just needed a patient teacher.
 His attempts at the language and the way he seemed to genuinely want to learn led Tilor to believe that the attitude he was trying to give her was merely a front. Made to make himself look and appear frightening to others when in reality it was to cover how out of place he was. How dazed and confused he was, not to mention a bit concerned as to whether or not the Rda and bridgehead were going to allow him to continue his mission after his return to them. Technically he had failed not once but twice in two completely different life times, he wanted this chance to really prove himself.
“ Pai sue el.. Say it slowly first, then put it together. It will help you. “ He didn't ask for her to teach him and yet here she was trying to help him along only when he made attempts at the words she had spoken. Tilor even made the effort to walk him through it properly and not speak down to him as if he was a child despite his attitude towards her so far. That did not however stop her from telling him exactly when he was acting like a child.
“P..aysyu..Better? What does that even mean anyway. “ Yes it was the animals name but Miles wanted to know the meaning, The translation behind it as in truth he had no clue what he was saying. This woman couldn’t tell him anything and he wouldn’t know if it was the exact translation unless he tried it on someone else.
“Yes, much better than before. “A smile appeared on Tilors face at his second attempt.She had to admit, Miles seemed to be a quick learner or at the very least showed the initiative to try. Perhaps Ewya sent this man to her in order to teach him the ways of the Na’vi people. Teach him that the ways of the sky people was not the only path out there for him to take. That if he truly wanted, Miles could be accepted as one of the people,a part of Eywa. 
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Camp was set up underneath one of the trees they had set out for. Walking beside the Pa’li had ensured their little journey wasn’t slowed. A small fire was set up in order to keep the two of them warm throughout the night. A small fire with low flames meant to only give off heat would be for the best. Draw less attention to them in the long run and hopefully lead a peaceful evening. 
Once the fire was going Tilor returned to her Pa’li, carefully sliding the woven saddle bags off of its hips and over one of her shoulders. Carrying it back with her as she sat down in front of the fire beside him. Now sliding the bags off of her shoulder in order to open one of them. Food she had gathered and wrapped up earlier on was pulled out in order for the two of them to share.Handing one to him she then spoke up to explain. “ This is Niktsyey..  Food wrap, meant to preserve what is inside for journeys. “
“  Nik.. Niktsyey. “ Miles repeated her words as he watched her unwrap her own food from the tightly wrapped leaves. Carefully digging in as she ate simply to ensure that none of it would fall and go to waste. The contents of his small packaged meal didn't taste all that bad. In fact it was quite pleasant to have something fresh to finally eat after the events that had unfolded earlier on in the day. If she only knew what he did , if only she heard of the horrors he had allowed to happen. What he had done before coming into this body and after. Miles could only assume that their meeting would have been far different, perhaps she might have even killed him. 
“ That's good… “His pronunciation with different words seem to vary, almost as if someone had already started teaching him the language before he inevitably ended up in her care. If he was willing then she would teach him more, there was no harm in that. She then pointed to the leaves that head wrapped the food they were now eating. “It is edible,the leaves..good for you as well. '' Tilor had made a point to take a bite out of them as well to prove that what she was telling him was true. Everything was usable, created in order to ensure that nothing was to go to waste. She was taught from a very young age and everything in life had meaning. What ever wasn’t used is given back to Ewya, given back to the world around them as what they use is but a gift given to them by their great mother. 
An eyebrow raised as he looked from the food in his hands to the woman sitting beside him. He was skeptical at best however she did bite a piece off of hers just to prove her point. So really it couldn’t hurt to try it, it seemed as though she was genuinely trying to help him. Why? He didn’t quite understand. Most people didn’t really give a damn about others unless they were a doctor and they were being paid for it. It didn’t occur to him that the Na’vi didn’t expect payment of any sort when it came to helping someone in need. It didn't occur to him that not every good deed was done in order for a favor to be cashed in later on. Miles ripped off a pice of the leaf wrapping, shoving it in his mouth as Tilor watched him expectantly for some sort of reaction to the food. A slow nod was given as he mulled the taste of it over for a moment, “ It tastes salty.. Not bad but what's it called?. “ 
“ Rumut, The leaves are naturally salty. It makes a good Tsyey, snack.. i think. “ Tilor had to have gone to one of the schools the RDA had made for the natives in order to learn the English language. There was no way she hadn’t, especially with how fluently she was able to speak it. Only it confused him seeing as how the RDA never reached out to the Na’vi that were out this far. Miles felt as though asking her now of all times was to soon, he had to earn her trust and asking to many questions like that to soon would not make it easy.
  The two of them had finished off their meals for the night. Tilor was taking the time to sit by the fire for a few moments longer before she was going to settle down for the night. she truly hoped that she was doing the right thing. Hoped that what she had chosen to do when coming across miles in the grass unconscious wasn’t going to be a mistake. The poor woman had already had enough heart break from the sky people as it was. She didn’t want to bring more of that around.
“ Tilor? “ 
Miles had spoken up in order to get her attention, there was no telling how long he had tried but the snap in his voice seemed to hint to her that it had been at the very least a few tries. However she rolled her eyes and ignored how impatient he was when it came to getting an answer.
“Yes? “Tilting her head she awaited an answer in return. Whatever his question was to be she could only assume it was important. At the very least important to him in that given moment.
“ I want to learn, will you teach me? “
The confusion was quite evident on her face, wasn’t she already teaching him how to speak Na’vi? Such a silly question to ask of her when it was already something they seemingly had established. 
“I have been already, it takes time. “
She didn’t understand his question frustratingly enough for him. still he wanted to get something out of this he had to at the very least try and remain calm. 
“No, will you teach me to be Na’vi. “ to be able to think like them, learn their ways so to speak he should theoretically be able to find a way to go after Jake. Achieve his mission and not disappoint those that have given him a new life. Learning the ways of the people on Pandora was a tactical advantage he wanted. Not only that it seem to mean he would have more time around the woman before him. More time to figure out why she was such a mystery to him when she really shouldn’t be.
“I will teach you Miles, but you must be willing. “
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It’s not a Discworld joke unless you read it, don’t parse it as a joke, and then carry on with your life for ten years until someone stops you to say something like “It’s a pavlovian response because the dog ate a pavlova” and you scream Terry’s name with enough indignant rage you hope it rattles the pillars of the multiverse so wherever his soul is he’ll hear it.
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ickypuppi3 · 2 years
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[Young Justice just chilling, writing up cases and such]
Bart, abruptly getting up: omg I've gotta go-
Tim, unbothered: aren't you forgetting something??
Bart: ???
Bart, hesitantly: uh... *Kisses forehead, then speeds away*
Tim, calling after him: No! Sign your REPORT! Damn, who taught you?
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wispscribbles · 4 months
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piggyback
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