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dzelonis · 2 years
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Patrick O'Brian - Aubrey & Maturin #3-4
Patrick O’Brian – Aubrey & Maturin #3-4
Links uz grāmatas Goodreads lapu Manas pārdomas Kapteiņa Džeka Obrija un ārsta Stīvena Maturina tālākie piedzīvojumi uzved viņus uz H.M.S. Surpirse kuģa un attiecīgi tālāk uz ūdeņiem gan pie Dienvidamerikas krastu ūdeņiem, par kuras zemi saklausījušies sikspārņu un vampīru stāstus, gan uz Bombeju un Indiju, kur gan vairāk stāsts aizvirzās uz personīgākas dabas sižeta pusi. Pārsteigumi galvenos…
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grissomesque · 9 months
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I told myself I don't want to go home different. My family deserves better. I see now that's impossible.
STAR TREK: STRANGE NEW WORLDS 2.08 M*A*S*H 7.23
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hawkeyeslaughter · 3 months
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hawkeye actually gets pretty good at trapper’s accent because he mocks him sometimes ( not a ton , just enough to get good at the trapper boston accent ) so sometimes he subconsciously just says things trapper might say in trapper’s voice and unsurprisingly it’s one of bj’s less favorite bits
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summerreign4077 · 3 months
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remyfire · 1 month
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The fervency Trapper jumps up with!! The concern and alarm in his voice! YES these men only appear on screen together in meaningful ways maybe five times over the course of three seasons, YES I think they're in love, in this essay I will—
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radarsteddybear · 2 months
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Huh.
I was expecting Radar.
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noknowshame · 7 days
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started watching star trek tos. okay yah. I don't know how else you're possibly supposed to interpret that behavior
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deus-ex-mona · 2 months
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l e t m e i n ! ! !
#d a m m i t d to the h to the l whyyyyy did you have to increase the shipping cost by 20 bucks the literal day before the preorders shipped—#thanks to that it only shipped today auuuuuuuuuaughdjejdjdjdhd#wdymmmmmmm the package is still in the same place from 4 hours agoooooooo#auauaaaauauaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa i want in s o b a d l y#s o bs the only song jp twt is talking about is last stage#i don’t care about last stage (for now) i want m e o t o ! ! !#s. s o b s. unless a surprise mv drops ig im gonna have to wait till 12am for the midnight release… 7 hours to go…#ig i’ll just skip a few hundred times and do some pushups while i wait… im lich rally bouncing off the walls here i cant even auauauauaaaaaa#this. seriously hasn’t been a good couple of weeks for online purchases for me…#first my local shipment for [insert item] was delayed bc of last week’s oddly rainy weather#and t h e n that item was apparently mislabelled and locked in shipment purgatory for the weekend (sadge)#it only arrived yesterday (sadded) though ig i should be glad it even arrived at all#and nowwwwwww. this happens. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh#idk there’s so many other things i’ve been meaning to do while i wait for the cd but. i just. can’t#this sucks i wanna be marginally more productive too heyyyyyyyyyy#i wonder how long meoto is though… hopefully between 3-5 minutes…#if the song’s like. m. ilgram t2-length im gonna cry#but ymk said that it’s her favourite song on the album so it should be good!!!! right??!!!!!!!!#ausgshhssh he l p i should really go back to. like. cleaning idol sengen pages instead or sth.#see you in a few hours for meoto tl/if they decide to drop a sudden mv or sth idk
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venusofsuburbia · 5 months
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working title: purple sunrise
once, vanessa byrd was a gifted young psychic, part of an elite team of spiritualists working for the paranormal investigative division of the FBI. but that was ten years ago, and now she has a new life in a remote town in the california desert, far away from angels, demons, prophets, and prayers. but when an old flame tracks her down to deliver a warning, vanessa begins to discover all the ways that her past has irrevocably shaped her future— and that what lies behind also lies ahead.
surely some revelation is at hand.
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animnightmare · 5 months
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crack treated seriously, yandere B. J. Hunnicutt, 180k words, major character death (trapper).
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cvbullshit · 2 months
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My dreams weren't stinky today!!!! (Well kinda)
I had a nice sleep
I ended up talking to 2004 animated Joker in my dream and he gave me advice after I had a dream about my old fake friends, though he did say it in a nonsense way, but I still got the point... Kinda?
That was fun
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hawkeyeslaughter · 14 days
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it would be SOO funny if i got turned to being a bj liker on this rewatch because growing up i always had to listen to my mother ( trapgirl ) complain about how she couldn’t stand bj but my grandmother LOVED him and this was always a sore point of debate .
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yorshie · 5 months
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Some MASH dump posting cuz I put it on in the background to write and immediately got sucker punched
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remyfire · 6 months
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Dear Sigmund, you've made it a little difficult for the other doctors to take me seriously.
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softsnzstuff · 1 year
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Surprise!!! New AU Drop!
I said I’d do it when I hit 200 followers! I’m a little bit late, but I didn’t forget. I’d like to introduce you all to my new Radio Show AU!
The Fruity Four are cohosts of a radio show on 198.6 FM, of which Jonathan and Chrissy are producers. It’s hinted at the fact that some of the kids like Max, Dustin and Will are interns at the Tower.
As always, ask box is open for questions about the AU. Annnnnd here’s a little intro fic to tide you over. (Word Count: 1.6k) 🤍KB
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Eddie yawned as he reached over and turned off his alarm that had been beeping for the last two minutes. He glanced over at the clock ~ 3:47 am.
The 28 year old was not a morning person by any means, but he loved his job and this is what the job called for. He pulled some jeans on over his boxers and made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth and try to tame his hair. He’d find a shirt afterwards.
The smell of bitter coffee cut through the air of his apartment kitchen. ‘Thank god for coffee timers.’ He thought as he poured some into his Metallica travel mug. Despite everyone assuming he’d like his coffee black, Eddie was very much an “oat milk and two sugars” kind of guy.
His watch told him it was almost 4:15 am. He had to hit the road if he was going to be on time. He threw on his leather jacket and grabbed the denim vest off the back of his sofa. Keys and coffee in hand, he headed for the van.
The drive to the Hawkins Radio Tower was about 30 minutes. A little longer than he would have liked, but at least it was decently scenic. With some music in the background, he usually took the time to collect his thoughts as he sipped his coffee on the way over.
He pulled into his usual parking spot right out front. He recognized the Toyota Corolla parked next to him as Steve’s. The brunette was a year younger than Eddie, and one of three of Eddie’s cohosts on the 189.6 morning show.
Eddie got out of his van, standing on the curb in front of Steve’s car. Steve’s door opened and Eddie grinned. “Morning, Princess!”
“H’iiGTSHew!” Steve sneezed to the side, a light mist visible under the streetlights.
Eddie jumped back over dramatically, “Yuck!” He teased.
“Sorry,” Steve sniffled against his wrist, “Morning.”
“Nancy and Robin already here?” Eddie asked.
Steve looked over his shoulder, spotting the cranberry mom-van in the parking lot, “Looks like it!”
As they entered the studio, they were hit with the smell of donuts. they followed the scent until they almost ran into the blonde coming out of the kitchen.
“Oh geez! You guys scared me!” She laughed.
“Chrissy, you did not get us donuts.” Eddie’s eyes widened.
She blushed, “I did. Happy Monday! Saved you a Maple Bar, Steve!”
“You didn’t happen to get -”
“Old fashioned with sprinkles, yes. You think I don’t know you after fifteen years Eddie?” She playfully punched his arm, “I’m going to help Jonathan set up for the show. Be in the studio in five?”
“We’ll be there in three!” Eddie called after her, “Thanks Chrissy!!”
The two boys collected their donuts of choice and ate them as they walked to the recording studio. Nancy and Robin were already sitting at their chairs around the round table and talking amongst themselves.
The setup was fairly simple. A round table in a brightly colored room. Four microphones came down from the ceiling and had headphones next to them for each of the cohosts. There was a window on one side that led to the production booth where Jonathan and Chrissy basically lived.
“Morning ladies.” Eddie greeted.
“Hey guys! You alright Steve? You look a little worn.” Nancy asked.
“M’fine.” Steve offered a gentle smile and took his seat at the table, Eddie following suit.
A knock on the glass made them all look up. Chrissy signed a 3-0 at them, letting them know they had thirty seconds before they were live on air. Eddie shot her a thumbs up and the four put on their headsets, getting ready.
Eddie cleared his throat as he Looked up at the light above the door where they came in. After a few seconds it lit up. “ON AIR”.
The long haired man leaned into the microphone, bursting with energy he didn’t know he had, “Good morning Indiana! You’re listening to 198.6! Today is Monday and you know what that means-”
“iiGSHew! H’eTSHuhew!” the brunette tried to turn away from the mic, but he was certain he could be heard on the broadcast.
“-Bless you Steve. Today’s Monday which means we’re going to be reading some Missed Connections from Craigslist!”
Robin chuckled and leaned into her mic, looking speaking to Eddie, “I’ve got a good one today, I don’t know about you guys.”
“She’s right. I read it earlier. It’s good.” Nancy added.
“Alright then girl boss, why don’t you start us off.” Eddie offered, gesturing that the floor was hers.
“Okay then,” Robin tapped her card on the table for effect, “To the blonde babe in aisle seven of Whole Foods…”
“Jesus Christ…” Steve muttered under his breath.
“You looked gorgeous from your head to your toes. I especially like the way your arms flexed as you picked up your hand basket of hot dogs and Graham crackers. Judging by the Hershey's bar you also picked out, I assume you are going camping. If you’re looking for a lifelong camping partner, here I am. You looked so graceful picking out a chocolate. So why don’t you take a chance on this here SweeTart?”
Eddie made a fake gagging sound, “THAT WAS SO BAD!”
“Am I wrong or did he compliment the way she bicep curled her hand basket?” Nancy laughed.
“No he totally did. And is NO ONE going to mention that terrible pun at the end???” Steve threw his hands up in the air.
“Alright killer, your turn.” Robin smirked at Eddie.
The older man picked up his own paper and put on his most dramatic voice - the one he usually saved for the nights he hosted DnD for the interns.
“We met at Jason’s Halloween party. I was the one dressed as a sexy vampire. You were a witch. Though I could not see your face, I could tell you were beautiful. I asked Jason who you were but he was too drunk to remember. If you’re out there please call me.”
“Wow. That guy is really hoping to find luck when they dressed as the two most cliche Halloween costumes … of all time???”
“Nance is right. ‘Sexy vampire’?? Eddie weren’t you a vampire this year too?” Robin asked.
“Ha ha, very funny.” Eddie said sarcastically.
“Wanna go next, Steve?” Nancy offered.
The 27 year old looked up, “Oh uh sure!” The tickle in his nose has blossomed once more and he was desperately trying to will it away.
“Snf it’s not too long. Wednesday morning I was working my shift at the movie theaters. You SNF you had tickets for the matinee re-screening of Lord of thehh Rings hiCHMPshh!”
Steve turned and sneezed into his elbow, sniffling as he moved back towards the microphone.
“Bless you.” Came the replies from his cohosts.
“snfsnff I like a girl who knows her lehhh lore. If you were the girl in seat twehhhnty six D, you can reach me here-”
The tail end of his sentence was rushed as he once again swiveled away from the microphone, pulling the collar of his shirt up over his face.
“ItsCHEW! HaESSH! H’EKSHuhew!”
“Bless you! Jesus…” Eddie placed a gentle hand on Steve’s back while he sniffled helplessly against his wrist.
“Snlrff sorry I have to blow m’by n’dose.”
Steve got up and walked out of the recording room, not something any of them usually do. There was a brief downbeat of silence until Eddie realized the girls were looking at him to say something witty.
“You know what I love about a story?” Eddie asked. “Specificity. Seat 26D huh?”
The girls chuckled and they continued with the on-air banter.
Steve had gone to the bathroom to clean himself up and wash his hands before returning to the production room. When he got there, his fellow cohosts were getting up from the table and walking towards the door. Steve could see them through the window Chrissy and Jonathan looked through.
“Twenty minute song break.” Robin explained as she jogged past Steve, “I have to pee so bad!”
Nancy followed, but held up her water bottle. “I’m gonna refill. Be back in a sec.”
By the time Eddie walked in, Chrissy and Jonathan were busy talking amongst themselves about different tools they could use for some future segment editing.
“Hey dude, what happened? Are you okay?”
“Ugh god that was so embarrassing…” Steve rubbed at his eyes. Eddie frowned at the way his consonants were rounded with congestion.
“Are you not feeling well Stevie?”
“I felt it coming on this weekend, but it really hit me today.”
“Well listen, you’ve got three cohosts for a reason. If you wanna go home we’d understand. Or…”
Eddie paused, thinking he might be overstepping.
“Or?” Steve questioned.
Shit, so he did hear him. Eddie rubbed at the back of his neck trying to play cool.
“Or… if you wanted to wait for me and just rest on Jonathan’s couch in here… I could uh pick up some soup or medicine or whatever and bring it to you?”
He bit his lip, preparing for the rejection he was certain he’d face.
“I’d like that a lot actually.”
The answer shocked Eddie to the core, “Really?”
“Yeah! Jonathan can I lie down in here while they finish the show?”
The man looked up from his smorgasbord of editing tools. “Yeah man go ahead.”
“Cool,” Eddie joked, glancing at his watch, “Just hang tight for about three more hours.”
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radarsteddybear · 3 months
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Ok but imagine being Hawkeye's father and watching this news broadcast of War Correspondent Clete Roberts interviewing your son and his colleagues who are all half a world away in a war zone and getting to the part where he gives everyone the chance to say hi to their loved ones back home and instead your son takes the opportunity to make sarcastic jokes about the president and his wife.
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