de pulls

my boss: *giving me critical instructions* you got that?

me: ya

me (in my mind): you make a loop de loop and pull, and your shoes are looking cool :) you go over and back, left to righ

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critical role gif meme - [¾] relationships - keyleth & percival de rolo

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Reign Week

Day 3: One Relationship Mary Stuart and Catherine de Medici

“We’re safe again, all of us. My children, my family’s rule, and you, my dear friend. You have been there for me time and again, and I will be there for you.”

Let’s all just stop to appreciate the fact that Tench Tilghman was Washington’s Aide-de-camp for over seven years and was only a volunteer for four of those years and just how dedicated he was to his work. Washington stated in a letter that Tilghman didn’t want or believe he should have the same rank as Alexander Hamilton and Richard Kidder Meade and that he also didn’t want to get paid for any of his services, so he turned down any effort to do either of those things. He did the job because he wanted to do the job and wanted nothing in return for it. It was at the pressing of his fellow aides and also Washington’s insistence that he get recognition for all of his hard work since joining the staff, that Tench Tilghman was finally appointed an Official Aide-de-Camp on June 21, 1780 and maintained that position until nearly the end of the war. But that wasn’t enough for Washington. Not only did Washington want him to be an aide, he wanted Tilghman to be allowed to hold a line command as Lieutenant Colonel as well and petitioned Congress to grant it for him. They would finally grant it to him in May of 1781.

In the winter of 1780, he was the only aide at headquarters and did all of the work by himself. When Alexander Hamilton’s fight with Washington broke out on February 16, 1781, Hamilton stated to James McHenry in a letter that he’d quit but had to remain at headquarters working “till more help arrives. At present there is besides myself only Tilghman, who is just recovering from a fit of illness the consequences of too close application to business.” Tilghman had overworked himself so much that winter that it caused him to fall seriously ill and he was forced to take an almost month and a half long break the moment Hamilton returned to headquarters that January. Washington even set a rule in place afterward that stated no less than 3 aides be present at headquarters at all times in order to prevent something like it from happening again.

Tilghman’s modest and disinterested hard work deserves all of the recognition, regardless of what the man says.

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You can’t just tell someone you love them and then backtrack! You can’t just tell someone that they play with the blood, and that they’re gonna be a great conductor and then just throw them in a shark tank way before they’re ready. And beyond that, you just can’t tell the orchestra that they’re your family and then just fucking leave them.

“Keep it away from me!” barked His Lordship.
William shook his head.
“Oh, yes?” said Otto, still advancing. “You think I am an it? Vell, let me act like an it.”
He grabbed Lord de Worde’s jacket and held him up in the air, with one hand, at arm’s length.
“Ve have people like you back home,” he said. “Zey are the ones that tell the mob vot to do. I come here to Ankh-Morpork, zey tell me things are different, but really it is alvays the same. Alvays zere are damn people like you! And now, vot shall I do with you?”
He wrenched at his own jacket, and tossed the black ribbon aside.
“I never liked zer damn cocoa anyvay,” he said.
“Otto!”
The vampire turned.
“Yes, Villiam? Vot is it you vish?”
“That’s going too far.” Lord de Worde had gone pale. William had never seen him so obviously frightened before.
“Oh? You say? You think I bite him? Shall I bite you, Mister Lordship? Vell, maybe not, because Villiam here thinks I am a good person.” He pulled Lord de Worde close, so their faces were a few inches apart. “Now, maybe I have to ask myself, how good am I? Or maybe I just have to ask myself… am I better zan you?” He hesitated for a second or two, and then in a sudden movement jerked the man towards him.
With great delicacy, he planted a kiss on Lord de Worde’s forehead. Then he put the trembling man back down on the floor and patted him on the head.
“Actually, maybe zer cocoa is not too bad and zer young lady who plays zer harmonium, sometimes she vinks at me,” he said, stepping aside.

– Otto Chriek | Terry Pratchett, The Truth