So I was just thinking about those posts you get in the Discworld tag about the way belief works on the Disc and how Vetinari and/or Vimes is so integral to the way Ankh-Morpork works that they might just sort of… not ever die.
You know, the ones like ‘Vimes is going to become a god of policemen and he’s going to hate it”.
Well. What if it happens to both of them? There are two parts to the city, after all. ‘Proud Ankh’ needs taking down a peg or two (or seven) by Sam Vimes, and if anyone can terrify ‘pestilent Morpork’ into being better then it’s Havelock Vetinari. And they can drive each other mad with stealth puns for centuries, if they want.
Also, this would potentially make them literally Law And Order, and that just seems very fitting in a way that would probably annoy them both.
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No seriously…today is a big reminder as to why I never ever ever tweet Outlander shit.
HOURS ago I tweeted to Nell pointing out that the pic she posted was a spoiler. I didn’t say anything nasty… just “
Well…good job spoiling it for any fans who haven’t read the books…”
And ALL DAY. ALL DAY I have been getting tweet after tweet telling me how wrong I am. How people who haven’t have read the books should avoid social media (because that’s fair), how the book has been out 23 years so it’s not a spoiler, how people should just read the book and…on and on and on…
Oh I’ve had a handful of people agree with me too but…not so much.
And now Diana has weighed in…pointing out we don’t know what Fraser she married and it could be Murtagh since so many people want him alive (…because that makes sense).
So now it’s all flared up again.
The thing is…I’m not part of the Outlander fandom on twitter. I very rarely say a thing about it. The vast majority of these tweets are from people who don’t follow me and don’t know me. Just felt the need to tweet to me telling me that I am very very wrong. But I tweeted that to Nell. I didn’t tweet that to everyone. I didn’t tweet that to the entire fandom as not a lot of fans follow me. I just tweeted it to Nell because I felt it was a spoiler…I don’t really need to know why a bunch of strangers don’t agree with me. I certainly don’t care what Diana thinks. I tweeted to ONE cast member, I don’t need to know everyone else’s opinion.
I use twitter for A LOT…mainly racing. The last IMSA race of the season is this weekend, so is Patrick Dempsey’s bike ride for his cancer center…I don’t need Outlander fans filling my mentions telling me how wrong i am.
Or that maybe Leghair married the Old Fox (someone just tweeted that to me).
And before anyone tells me it’s “normal” and “that’s what happen on twitter”, I tweet about A LOT of shows, I have tweeted to a lot of actors and I have NEVER spend the next 48 hours getting strangers disagreeing with me.
Seriously, Oulander fans, you do NOT have to comment on every single tweet you see about the show. You don’t have to tell complete strangers who you do not follow that they are wrong and spend the day harassing them about it.
It’s tiring and annoying and has driven me out of the fandom on twitter. And every time I put a toe back in, it reminds me to stay the hell the out.
So…stop it. You’re not doing the show any favors.
Oh…just to make it clear how bad it is, I got over 20 notifications in the time it took me to write this.
don't imagine being played by snoke, and kylo being oblivious. don't imagine kylo going to see snoke to train, and seeing hux tied up, beaten and battered. don't imagine snoke saying sharply, "kill him."
As he climbs into his own empty bed with a heavy head, Kylo knows that he absolutely
is not hurt that Hux hadn’t shown up to his quarters after his shift like he promised he would. Like he always
Their relationship is nothing more than stress-relief but a
little warning of a cancellation of such arrangements would be
appreciated, Kylo thinks. He absolutely is not attached to Hux in any
sort of romantic way.
His dreams don’t seem to agree, painting images of Hux and his
porcelain-pale body across his mind as he sleeps, imagining Hux lying
next to him, the post-glow of sex evident on his blushing cheeks.
Kylo doesn’t approve. Jerking off in the shower then next
morning only adds to his frustration at Hux for jilting him, as though
it’s Hux’s fault that he’s woken up throbbingly hard. With a somewhat
clear mind, Kylo rigidly walks
along the corridors to a meeting with Snoke, eager for Hux to come
around the corner so Kylo can show him just how much he doesn’t care.
“An important mission,” the Supreme Leader tells Kylo. “General
Hux had to leave as soon as he received the debriefing. He’ll be gone
for some time. Ensure his position is filled accordingly.”
Even when the hologram of his master fizzles out, Kylo stays rooted to the spot, unhappy with how unspecific ’he’ll be gone for some time’
is. There’s an odd clenching of his chest
that increases his breathing. Kylo is sure that it’s just his need to
tell Hux how angry he is for not even having the decency to inform Kylo
about his urgent mission.
The Finalizer is pleasant without Hux, Kylo thinks. There isn’t
anyone breathing down his neck about ruined consoles and missed data
reports, no one to chastise him for being late to meetings, no one to
undress him after a tense
day, and no one to hold, to latch onto in bed during the cold nights.
had always prided himself on his good memory, his ability to absorb and retain
information, on being prepared for every situation, on keeping a cool head
under pressure. They were some of his greatest strengths.
now, none of them were working.
now all Laurent could think was that Damen was lying in front of him, hovering
somewhere just shy of consciousness. Laurent was acutely aware of the sound of
Damen’s breathing – ragged, shallow, wet, each one dragging in and out of him –
of Damen’s blood, warm and wet and staining his hands, dying both their clothes
bright red that was slowly drying to brown.
if Laurent had ever learned anything about how to treat wounds like this, he’d
on,” he muttered, pressing his hands a little harder against the gash in
Damen’s side. That much he could remember; apply pressure, slow the bleeding.
“Come on, wake up. You’re the soldier, tell me how to help you.” Damen was no
physician, but surely he knew how to patch up a wound long enough to get to
one. Surely that was a thing most soldiers learned to do.
it wasn’t, Laurent was making a change to the training regimen the moment they
refused to allow his brain to add an ‘if’ to that thought.
Heyyyy it’s me again. Sorry if I’m bothering you, but I felt like giving you this. A Goth in a magical girl-ish style. I probably messed up the design incredibly, and also, I noticed just now I forgot the glitches. Ugh. Anyways, I hope you like it Senpai!
Today is In Vogue release day y’all. I’d like to say a big thank you to all of you for being my cheer leading team, helping me promote the book in the best way and helping me get it to a place where it’s out there and I’m proud and I know people already love it a lot.
From it being a small summer project to it blowing up every week when chapters were posted all the way to so many great discussions about fashion that we had, I just have so much love for this fandom and the support I got.
I am a queen. You are a nameless court lady who no one will remember once you die. It’s enough for me if one person remembers me.
nopancakehouses said: could you gif the conversation between wangso and wook right after the poisoning, and the conversation between lady oh and queen yoo before the hanging, pls!! 😁 i haven’t seen any just yet.
Thank you all so much! Idk why it took me so long to reach 1k (i know why, its because i suck) but it finally happened, youre all amazing and i hope youll stick around for a while! Heres some of my fav blogs so check them out, sorry if i missed anyone! Mutuals are bolded