It is important to understand that, while I often go for m/f ships, absolutely every single central m/f pairing I have ever posted fic for, whether explicitly stated or not, is categorically and irrevocably bi/bi. With the occasional inclusion or substitution of bi/ace or ace/ace.
annabeth really finished getting her ass kicked in a worldwide apocalypse and the gods were like “you know what you should do? redesign all of olympus”
the funniest part is that she was like “hell yeah”
I don’t know why I continue to apply for academic fellowships after having always been rejected thinking that I will eventually receive one. This is the definition of insanity. I am an academic sisyphus who joyfully sent off those applications in the fall only to dreadfully await my own demise.
Deeply funny discovery from digging up the Empty Joys sidestory (you can find the book it’s in from archive.org and borrow the compilation to read it, I’m working on transcription bc it’s a pain in the ass otherwise): Kimmuriel is directly enabling Jarlaxle’s magical artifact habit. He makes some of them for him. Motherfucker side-classed into artificer!!
Not quite on topic but I do really appreciate that this story indicates that somewhere down the road, Jarlaxle realized learning to read Kimmuriel’s expressions was a useful tool in the game of not dying and so from here on out Kimmuriel’s expressions are actually described when showing him from Jarlaxle’s POV instead of just calling him emotionless constantly.
Downside is Jarlaxle has used his new gift to tease Kimmuriel.
Honestly it’s a fun observation! It’s also worth noting that Kimmuriel, even if he’s not in Jarlaxle’s-narration POV, emotes when he’s with Jarlaxle in a way he doesn’t for anyone else. They’re moving into actually developing an emotional bond of sorts that’s not their weird tangly by-obligation/by-debt thing by Sellswords, even if kimmuriel refuses to cop to it and jarlaxle just uses it to tease him.
Me: People should have wide support networks and not rely on any one person for everything. A constellation of relationships is the most beautiful thing in the world.
Fiction: These two characters are either side of a coin; made of the same soul, split to form each other’s foil and a mirror self. Without each other they are contextless and Missing Something Greater. Only together they have reached their true potential
(For those who are following my Harry Potter Inktober: it’s complete on Instagram -link in bio- and I’ll soon post the remaining drawings here and on Twitter too!)
If you want to make it in the field of journalism, you have to learn how to work under pressure. But oh well, what does a light technician know about any of this
*he also started biting. He was freaked out, bestie !!*
Rainer: “CALM DOWN SIR, PLEASE LET GO OF MY NURSE!”
Arnold: “DUDE CHILL OUT! YOU’RE JUST GETTING A HAND YOU AREN’T GONNA GET CHOPPED OR NOTHING-”
Eszter: “…Doctor, should I subdue the patient?”
Rainer: “NO! I haven’t- I mean, you don’t have control over your strength. Just… Please sir, release my nurse. We aren’t going to do any major procedures on you. Whoever operated on you previously already did the messy part. The nurse is just going to look at your wrist and give me the measurements so I can fit you with a prosthetic hand…”
Idontwannabeallooonneee-!
*he released but of course, hes still panicked because hes nervous *
*good luck calming him down, hes dramatic*
Iknowitsnotthatscarybutitis-!!!!
Arnold: “Roger that doc! Come on, let’s wait in the patient’s room while the doc helps the nurse. (Man, it’s been ages since I’ve seen him this stressed.)”
Arnold: “You’re crazy to start chomping on the nurse like that. I hope she didn’t get hurt too badly… The doc will probably try and charge us even more if we do anything else that stresses him out, so let’s try and lay low until the end, okay bro?”
Arnold: “…I’m only asking cuz I spent my weekly pay on food so if we’re doomed if he starts making anymore demands.”
I know its ridiculous for me to be so terrified-
*He sniffled as he clung on to Arnold*
I know nothing bad is gonna happen, but I can’t help it! I’m trying! And neither of my husbands are here so I have no one to hold my hand or make me feel less scared and I really need a hug-
