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Jane Austen: so, you go to Mr Collins' house and Elizabeth is there alone. She welcomes you politely, but she looks---troubled.
Colonel Fitzwilliam: and of course she does, after everything I said to her-
Fitzwilliam Darcy: do I sense if she is mad at me specifically or it is just her headache?
Jane Austen: roll an Investigation Check.
Chapters: 14/14 Fandom: The Avengers (Marvel Movies) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Natasha Romanov, Tony Stark/Helmut Zemo, Pepper Potts/Happy Hogan Characters: Tony Stark, Margaret "Peggy" Carter, Pepper Potts, Adelaide Barnes, Rebecca Barnes-Proctor, Steve Rogers, Nd'Jaka, Yelena Belova, Maria Stark, Howard Stark, Edwin Jarvis Additional Tags: regency au, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Arranged Marriage, Survivor's Guilt Alpha Steve, Period typical attitudes toward consent and slut shaming, Queen Peggy because it's my utopia and I will save the world how I want dammit, Sea Captain Steve, Age Difference, Young Tony Stark, Tags will be updated with text, comedy of manners Series: Part 2 of Salvage Rights Summary:
A year into their arranged marriage, the world has not allowed Captain Rogers and his young husband Marquis Anthony Stark much time to cement their bond. The crown requires the Captain at sea more often than not, and teaching science to the students at the Captain's school for abandoned Omegas is at least enough to keep Anthony occupied. Until the Princess Regent tells him that six of the orphans will be given titles, lands, and expected to attend the next London Season, and he, Anthony Stark, Marquis of Maliborough, who never got a Season of his own, and nearly fatally shamed himself because of it, is responsible for getting them through it.
[video description: a video of a baby fox playing in a graveyard. end description.]
its okay babe i know things are pretty bad but one day a baby fox will frolick over our bones. the rubble, the decay, the decline....it will all be beautiful again
dr who’s on first, doctor strange is on second and doctor house is on third. theres no way theyre getting through a single inning
so who’s on first?
That’s right 👍🏻
that’s strange
No, he’s on second.
Well how’s he on second if he’s on first?
No no no, House is on third. Second base is Strange.
Well this whole darn thing is strange but what I’m asking is who’s on first?
Naturally.
Naturally.
So Naturally is the first baseman?
No. The first baseman is Who.
Well I don’t know that so how’s about you tell me?
House is on Third.
I’m not asking you about third base I’m asking you about first base.
Who’s on first!
This is horrible
Dr Horrible is the pitcher, not first base
That’s not what I’m asking about! No!
Dr No is up to bat.
s/o to this skeleton babe from 1936
This is a really poignant illustration of the seductive nature of glorifying war but that is a LOOK and she is SERVING it
I've seen Death depicted as a card dealer or other sort of gambler, a guy in a suit, a farmer, a robed apparition, and any other number of things, but this? This has to be the best Death I've seen yet. An old seductress saying "hey kid, don't you wanna die in a trench for a government that doesn't give a fuck about you, just like your dear old dad?" This goes hard as fuck.
"I used to know your daddy." kicks like a mule.
fanfic writers are so fucking awesome man. they write novel length fics that are sometimes even better than some published bestselling books written by professional writers. like fanfic writers are professional writers to me and they gift us their masterpieces for free. they give us something we can look forward to after a long day. something from which we can seek comfort when life is hard. something that can be our own little getaway. in a world of capitalism, despite everything, they give us all of these for free. like holy fuck. shout out to every fanfic writer. I wish all fanfic writers a very ‘I love you with all my heart and soul. I thank you from the bottom of my heart’
Don’t ever change, orange boy.
A leopardess descends a giant baobab full of perfect paw-holds for climbers. Ruaha National Park, Tanzania. © Marc Mol
Turns out the horsemen of the Apocalypse now prefer to go by Shareholder Profit, Private Equity, Corporate Personhood, and Workforce Optimization.
Shareholder Profit: War (the casus belli for attacks on workers' rights)
Private Equity: Pestilence (they are parasites that voraciously strip the value out of a healthy business until it withers and dies)
Workforce Optimization: Famine (cutting hours and employees until the business is starved of staff, barely functioning)
Corporate Personhood: Death (a hollow, shambling mockery of a human with rights and needs)
Yeah I can work with that.
Albert Camus, The Fall
Cuddly baby
anyone who told you much ado about nothing is good and worth watching was RIGHT and you should listen to them
Ah here we go! Free full play for anyone who needs it, i watched it last week so i still had the link in my history heh :D enjoy!
God I love this version
spectacular version. Tennant and Tate are on fire. Their comedic and dramatic chops are outstanding. They both should have gotten Tonys for this production. Tennant has always had the gift of making Shakespeare sound spontaneous and contemporary, but Tate more than holds her own with him.
Reblogging, because frankly I can’t get enough of these two. :)
I’m an absolute dumbo when it comes to Old Will and I laughed my head off at these glorious idiots. Tate and Tennant really do make it sound like this is how they speak all the time, and the comedic timing of… well, everyone, is top notch.
Happy to be included
