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diviinitatis · 9 months
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Rumor's sharp-toothed smile only widened at the concession. She spread her hands. Of course you did. You're, like, one side of the me coin. She uncrossed her legs, then, leaning back to rest against an invisible chair, and hooked one slender ankle over her knee. Temptation, or whatever. I spread it all. And here, she opened her arms wide to embrance the world.
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yuriinadress · 7 days
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I'M GONNA BITE SOMEONE
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allovesthings · 10 months
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Arya Stark when she learn Arya Stark is married to Ramsay Bolton:
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compacflt · 1 year
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Rumors from Pearl Harbor.
When Admiral Kazansky first comes to Pearl, he brings with him about half of his previous staff, all exceptionally-hardworking people hand-picked over years—advisors, flag aides, secretaries, ranks all over the board. But his new hires, upon getting acquainted with the old guard, are shocked to discover that his previous staff still hardly knows him at all.
“He keeps to himself, mostly,” Lieutenant Commander Hartford explains over a pint. “I made the mistake of asking him once what he did for fun. You know, like, hobbies and stuff. He blinked at me for a second, and then said, ‘I read.’ That’s it! I read! My advice to you newcomers would be, don’t ask him questions about his personal life, because it tends to be pretty boring.”
“It sounds to me like he’s a walking, talking Wikipedia page,” says Captain Calvert, who worked for the previous two Pacific Fleet Commanders and thinks she knows how to deal with them by now. “We owe it to ourselves to figure him out. It’ll make our lives easier, anyway. So, let’s put our heads together: what do we know about him?”
What they know are his habits, which they’ll come to learn intimately over the next few years, and which are admittedly pretty boring. Admiral Kazansky is one of the first to show up to work in the morning and one of the last to leave in the evening. He often answers e-mails past 2300 hours, but never later than midnight. Jokes never catch him off-guard; he rarely smiles, and when he does, it has an ulterior motive. When he’s not working, he’s scheming and making plans to go back home to San Diego, and his requests for leave are always granted, because he works like a pack mule from home anyway. He signs off every e-mail with “Sincerely,”…
“Is he sincere, though?” asks Chief Warrant Officer Kent halfway through Admiral Kazansky’s first year. (Admiral Kazansky is surely unaware that his staff now spends the second Friday of every month chit-chatting about him over drinks in downtown Honolulu.) “I can’t ever tell. And he lives in Hawaii. San Diego’s nice, I know, but what’s so different about the beaches there that he can’t get here?”
“I genuinely don’t think he’s human,” confesses Commander Stoddard. “People warned me about that when I came here, and I laughed it off, but… he keeps his desk biologically sterile. Not one fingerprint, but I’ve never seen anyone wipe it down. I’ve looked through his drawers. Don’t judge me, I got curious. Everything squared away, like he’s goddamn Einstein or something. Have any of you ever seen him in his civvies?” No one has. “God damn it, where does he shop for groceries? No one’s seen him at a grocery store? Does he even own a pair of jeans? Does he wear his uniform to bed, too?”
“He probably goes grocery shopping on the whole other side of the island to avoid all the enlisted kids,” laughs Captain Calvert. “Come to think of it…you know how he always eats lunch in the office? It’s always a salad. And always the same kind of salad. This guy survives on one cup of coffee and one spinach salad a day. Maybe he really isn’t human.”
They build out their wealth of knowledge and come to learn that Admiral Kazansky is defined by his extremes, by what he always does and what he never does. Admiral Kazansky gets his uniforms dry-cleaned every week, though he never spills anything on them. No one has ever seen Admiral Kazansky stumble over his words while giving a speech, or trip over a sidewalk curb, or push a “pull” door. He is always polite and never friendly. Sometimes he is cold, and sometimes he is cruel in his patience with you when you’ve fucked up, like a cat toying with a hemorrhaging mouse. But he never raises his voice. He is always immaculately put-together, well-groomed, constructed every day like a product on an assembly line. Nothing is ever out of place. Allegedly his umbrella once turned inside-out during a rainstorm; he disdainfully shook it once, as a hunter might pump a loaded shotgun, and it flipped itself right-side-in again. The laws of physics do not seem to apply to him. Nor do the natural embarrassments that come with being human. Admiral Kazansky is never flustered, never harried, and never falls apart.
“I found this old picture of him shaking hands with another pilot on the Internet,” says Chief Warrant Officer Kent in Admiral Kazansky’s second year. “Smiling like the Cheshire Cat. Never seen him smile like that in all my years working with him. And he had frosted tips, too. Like Guy Fieri on a diet and steroids. It was the eighties, sure, but it’s like he knew how to have fun, once upon a time. Wonder what happened to him.”
“I feel lonely for him sometimes,” says Commander Stoddard. “Strict guy like that, no family, no friends, no wife, nothing to live for but the Navy? He’s like a workhorse with blinders on. Nowhere to go but forward. That’s a lonely existence.”
“Not if you’re a robot,” says Lieutenant Commander Hartford. “I swear, sometimes he breathes and it makes me jump, ‘cause I forgot he was alive!” —What else doesn’t Admiral Kazansky do?
That’s when they realize that none of them, not the old guard nor the new, has ever, not once, ever seen or heard Admiral Kazansky sneeze.
And they all finally give up the game and quit arguing and agree that, no, he really isn’t human after all. He must be some cyborg from the future sent to whip the Pacific Fleet into shape, and you can’t ask for too much humanity from someone who’s doing a pretty damn good job of it.
The rumors start soon after that. Jokes that could get them all tossed out of the Navy, but probably won’t. Jokes that accidentally spread like wildfire.
Yes, Admiral Kazansky could be a cyborg, but he also could be a Mormon fundamentalist, or a Scientologist, or a really weird Catholic. Maybe he goes home to San Diego so often because in his spare time he’s really a mule ferrying cocaine across the Mexi-Cali border. That’s what he does for fun. He eats spinach salads because he’s a reincarnation of Popeye the Sailor Man, and he needs all the super-strength he can get to deal with the Navy’s modern-day bullshit.
“I don’t know if that story makes sense,” laughs Captain Calvert on the phone with her husband in Washington, “but it makes more sense than the real Admiral Kazansky does!”
So the rumors get spread around.
“I don’t know if you know this,” Maverick comments, watching Ice make their bed from the relative comfort of the bedroom doorway, “or if I should tell you this, because you might crack down on it, which would be a shame, ‘cause it’s funny. But every time you send a mass e-mail to the Pacific Fleet commissioned officer corps, you become the main topic of conversation between all of us officers for a solid day and a half.”
“Oh?” says Ice with a smile, struggling to fit the last corner of the fitted sheet to the mattress. He sighs, tugs on the strings of his old ratty-ass hooded sweatshirt, and looks at Maverick balefully through his glasses. “Help me out over here, would you? —What are people saying? All good things, I hope.”
“Not really,” Maverick says, stuffing a pillow into a pillowcase as he stares out the window into the San Diego sunshine. “Some pretty crazy shit, actually. Hard as hell for me to keep a straight face. I heard this one—you know, people are saying you eat nothing but salads?”
“Oh,” laughs Ice, hospital-cornering the free sheet. “Yeah, that one’s kind of true. I bring salads in to the office sometimes.”
“You hate salads.”
“I know, it’s torture! Move over.” He bumps Maverick out of the way to tuck in the last corner. “But, I figure, if a man torments himself with spinach-and-arugula salads three times a week, you ought to respect his commitment. It’s all an act. You get to a certain Defense Department paygrade, it all starts being storytelling and stagecraft.”
“Or trickery and deception, depending on how you look at it.”
“Sure. But you could say that about everything. —Besides, I’d rather the Navy discuss my salads than discuss… well, this.” He gestures to Maverick, then down to the bed. They start tugging the comforter over it together. “How much slack you got over there?”
“‘Bout a foot.”
Ice pulls his side down a couple more inches to match, then flips the top up. “Is that it? That’s all people are saying about me?”
Maverick grins and bends down to pick up a pillow. “They’re also saying that you’re the reincarnation of Popeye the Sailor Man. I yam what I yam and that’s all what I yam, and all that. Think fast.”
Ice doesn’t think fast, and the pillow hits him square in the face, and he laughs again as he catches it in his arms. “Shit, that’s good,” he says; “I was just about to call Slider, think I’ll tell him that one. That’ll make him laugh. Popeye Iceman.” He tosses the pillow onto the made-up bed and pulls out his cell phone, but—then he frowns, grimaces, mutters “Ah, no,” and turns away to sneeze.
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yeyayeya · 7 days
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I’m sorry but the things that have happened in the last few hours have been overwhelming like
The Yuri on Ice movie being cancelled, rumors about the TGCF manhua getting cancelled and starember leaving (I have my personal opinions regarding the artist), and now rumors mentioning how Immortality (erha/2ha live action) and Winner is King (sha po lang/stars of chaos) are releasing on May 1st but later getting taken down???
Hello what the fuck is going on???
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flying-ham · 10 months
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“maybe she dances with demons and embroiders evil spells” is very much giving “she killed the king with a spell, and afterward changed into a wolf with big leather wings like a bat, and flew out a tower window”
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monsterhighalumni · 1 year
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me reading the overwhelmingly negative comments on the new night at the museum animated trailer complaining about another soulless reboot from disney while i’m sitting here thinking it looks cute and fun, happy to have new content since 2015
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olliebjorkstrand · 2 months
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wenny trade rumors ... i need a fucking break
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prettymuchteddy · 6 months
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Nettles Outfits Aesthetic
The dragonseed, Nettles, was known to favor boys' clothing rather than the lavish dresses at court and would wear some combination of muted fabrics or leather
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royalreef · 26 days
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She has only just begun, and she cannot stop.
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jga-dumpster-blog · 7 days
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mfw someone brings up the "starter horse dies" audio...
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blusical · 8 months
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Re: Umich rumors.
Okay sorry that I have to do another PSA but I feel like this is something I need to address... again. TW for brief abuse mentions under the cut. If you don't feel like reading this, or if you don't have the stomach to read it, here's a TL;DR: There's rumors about UMICH being spread around, however most of it has come from a gossip blog, and nothing from an actually reliable source. Anything that comes from a gossip blog should be taken with a grain of salt.
Recently, there's been rumors that there's been hazing and sexual assault going on in UMICH (University of Michigan), particularly their hockey team. Now allegations like this are seriously, especially when there's players from UMICH playing in the NHL (ex. Luke Hughes). However, the only source of those rumors are from a gossip blog and anons on said gossip blog, which started the rumors. I have yet to see anything in the news about this, and because the primary source is an anon (combined with the posts being deleted as of this post), it's impossible to confirm if they are a student from the university itself or even one of the victims.
Now, I know hazing and sexual assault is always something to be taken seriously, especially with more stories coming about these sorts of things in sports (ex. Northwestern University). However, I do want people to keep one thing in mind; Gossip blogs are not reliable sources. Most of them are just that; gossip. And gossip is something that isn't always true. Another thing to keep in mind is that anons can be easily faked (Thanks, Tumblr), so anons are also not always reliable. This isn't to say that every anon is a fake, of course. However, anything that comes from a gossip blog should always be taken with a grain of salt. Also, most of us aren't detectives (not even me!), so it's impossible to determine if it's actually true or not. It's also pretty disgusting that a gossip blog is potentially starting lies about something as serious as SA, and I'm horrified that people are falling for it. Again, sexual assault is something that needs to be taken seriously, but gossip blogs are not good sources when it comes to something like that.
That said, keep this as a reminder to *please* check for sources before posting something or sharing something online, especially with situations like this!
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allovesthings · 11 months
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I do love the business handshake because of the contrast between the seriousness of it all and how batshit the content of the meme
Sometimes I think of the bowl of brown and its undefined meat that Arya eat in King’s landing and Tyrion and Bronn adding the corpse of the singer to it later on (which means they probably weren’t the first one who got the idea) and Bran eating the pig that wasn’t a pig and I just get sad for those starving children.
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sunskate · 5 months
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Movies? My kingdom for a waltz or a tango or a finnstep again. Dance should be dance, not easier pairs.
(Christina and Anthony should do Titanic. Or Pride and Prejudice, but that’s probably a bit too subtle and quiet and I love them doing subtle and quiet but in a pre-Olympic season they need to pack a punch)
ooh i’m dying for a waltz season dance should have dancing😭
CPom playing Kate and Leo to Celine belting near far wherever you are - you can see the SlLi with him as the prow of the ship and her with her arms outstretched and the king of the world voiceover😅 P&P😭
someone said Lopareva/Brissaud should do Blade Runner. what would be others?
it’s such a broad theme, if they don’t have a limiting pattern element it’s just a costume party and nothing has to address what separates the teams who can really skate from those who aren’t at that level or forces anyone to work on their weaknesses, since they can just pick steps they can do
can there be an element in the scoring that addresses the difficulty of the step sequences they’re attempting, like in gymnastics or diving?
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destinysbounty · 2 years
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Realistically, the fact that we haven't seen anything to do with Pixal regarding the new season means she has either been: A) ignored and/or forgotten about again; or B) she's gonna die (Tommy Andreasen implied the existence of a sad Pixane kiss and I am VERY afraid of what that means).
And while ns16 is probably gonna follow one of those routes, I would like to propose a superior third option:
You see, Pixal's introduction in Rebooted featured her being under the Overlord's control. Right?
And various leaks have informed us that the Crystal King is secretly the Overlord.
And we also know that this season involves people being 'crystalized', something to do with vengestone, and there are hints of one corruption arc underway as it is with Lloyd.
Do you, uh. Do you see where I'm going with this.
What if Pixal gets crystalized and ends up under the Overlord's control again
Like, I know it's not gonna happen, we're already spoiled enough as it is with all the hints of a Lloyd corruption arc, and also the writers just seem hellbent on never giving her enough screentime, but just...imagine the possibilities of Pixal getting a corruption arc as well. Imagine.
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larsnicklas · 4 months
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william nylander resonates with me in a very specific manner and i don't even think i could put it into words properly so i won't even try but just know that in terms of temperament and personality — at least the way he presents himself publicly — he is just! for me. you know. a guy for me to hold in my heart and not even be able to talk about in any meaningful way because i feel so protective over like... not even him. but my own feelings in relation to him!!!
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