#;; out of class. ( ooc )

[kyurochurro]

GOOD AFTERNOON!! TODAYS UNI SKETCH IS : a redraw/study/doodle/whateva you wanna call it of this very dapper image of Picard and Data!! first time drawing Picard so I struggled a lil but otherwise I had so much fun drawing Data! :Pc og pic under the cut!

picard you smoke too tough... your swag too different ...

[bunbunmaru-shimbun]

The ACTUAL "Manifesto" of Luigi Mangione

There's been another one that's been floating around that now can be confirmed to be fake. However, Ken Klippenstein has verified that this is the real note that was with him.

If this gets paywalled out or however it goes, here is the full text:

“To the Feds, I'll keep this short, because I do respect what you do for our country. To save you a lengthy investigation, I state plainly that I wasn't working with anyone. This was fairly trivial: some elementary social engineering, basic CAD, a lot of patience. The spiral notebook, if present, has some straggling notes and To Do lists that illuminate the gist of it. My tech is pretty locked down because I work in engineering so probably not much info there. I do apologize for any strife of traumas but it had to be done. Frankly, these parasites simply had it coming. A reminder: the US has the #1 most expensive healthcare system in the world, yet we rank roughly #42 in life expectancy. United is the [indecipherable] largest company in the US by market cap, behind only Apple, Google, Walmart. It has grown and grown, but as our life expectancy? No the reality is, these [indecipherable] have simply gotten too powerful, and they continue to abuse our country for immense profit because the American public has allwed them to get away with it. Obviously the problem is more complex, but I do not have space, and frankly I do not pretend to be the most qualified person to lay out the full argument. But many have illuminated the corruption and greed (e.g.: Rosenthal, Moore), decades ago and the problems simply remain. It is not an issue of awareness at this point, but clearly power games at play. Evidently I am the first to face it with such brutal honesty.”

[xoxo-jecka]

Ooc: just wanna tell yall i am NOT proshipper safe, yall are weird and disgusting. Do NOT follow any of my ask blogs (this one and Nicole’s)

[lilliemadoka]

catch u on the flipside 😘✨

(cleaned up sketch under the cut because i kinda liked it a lot. please ignore the shoes i couldn't be bothered to fix them. it's all sketchy and weird just PLEASE b nice 2 me...)

[typing-catastrophe]

random X-Men headcanons

erik can cook very well

he learned it while travelling to other countries, using it as a sort of coping mechanism, to take his mind of off things for a short while

logan can't cook for shit. he couldn't make a decent meal if his life depended on it. man forgets to eat for days on end sometimes and is only reminded by someone else asking if he's hungry or when he ate last

charles will try to survive on coffee while staying up late (very late) while doing research or working on his thesis etc.

erik has to literally drag him away from his desk

peter once chugged a pot of coffee and immediately went to sleep for a whole day

erik had to patch himself up so many times that he can provide the best first aid you could get from a civilian/non-doctor or nurse

[pierced-princess]

I’m a lesbian

[pomniegranate]

Calling myself out before my friends do.

[yuu-kumeii]

Thinking about best friend and menace Suna who always finds a way to sit next to you in class, pushing your desks together so he can just look at your book and not get his own

The guy who hides your water bottle in hard to reach places just to see your reaction, he could hide it on top of the lockers, under the bleachers, inside the twin’s bag, somehow put it right outside the window, there are endless possibilities 

…You ended up forgetting about it during a field trip and Suna called the place back to ask if they can hold on to it while both of you try to get it back

Your best friend who twisted his ankle once and still went to school but couldn’t get up the stairs on his own so you laugh at him from the top before trying to help

The same guy who once tried to drink straight out of the water dispenser because he forgot his water bottle one day and decided there was no other option

“SUNA KEEP YOUR MOUTH AWAY FROM THE DISPENSER”

“But I’m thirsty”

“OTHER PEOPLE DRINK FROM THAT”

“But I need water”

“SUNA THERE WAS A MOSQUITO CHILD IN THERE JUST YESTERDAY”

“A new friend”

You had to restrain him because he kept running back to it, both of you on the floor from pushing each other so much that a teacher saw it and thought you were throwing hands at each other

Your best friend who can’t help but draw little immature doodles on your books with a straight face, always redrawing them whenever you dared to erase them

“Wow very mature of you Suna” You say with a deadpan, eyes following the pencil move along the corner of your textbook

“I know right?” 

Menace Suna who made a deez nutz joke you didn’t know and took the opportunity

“Do you like E girls or I ladies?”

“What’s I ladies?

You poor thing.

Best menace friend Suna, what’s not to like?

[brokendreamscreation]

//Mun got a call back for a seasonal job! 🙌

[archilich]

every time i see someone using that mustache-less emmrich mod i swear i lose ten years off my life.

but that's not what i'm shitposting about, instead: how do we feel about corpse stones and corpse paths.

[extravagantliar]

varric has very, very complicated feelings when it comes to the removal of the mark/anchor on any inquisitor but when sidri is the topic it's like sirens and car crashes

[judastales]

do you ever get emotional about your oldest muse or oc or am I the weird one…

[xoxo-jecka]

sometimes i wish i was a fucking degenerate. like everything, pedo, rapist, etc, BUT HEAR ME OUT! while i don’t want to actually, i often think how much easier things would be, like; i’m always like: “Wow this piece of media is so good, i love it so much!” & then somebody’s like: “The creator is a racist/pedo/rapist.” & i’m like: “GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!” so like, if i agreed with any of the those things i wouldn’t care & i could just… enjoy it, y’know?

Ooc: idk if this is to Jecka but you concern me a bit.

[eorzeashan]

Long time no swtor thinkpiece, but.

Thinking about Eight in the IA class story and then who he is post-Alliance; going from a bold, daring and casually ambitious wildcard to someone who feels as if he's lost most of his zeal to become rather...listless. Empty. Not to say that he isn't fulfilled by his work in the Alliance (who all make exceptions to have him do anything but murder all day) but he starts picking up more mundane activities like, peeling potatoes for the Alliance cantina, or doing minor tasks that don't involve much thought on his own volition-- a stark change from a man who only cared about his blade and who it fell on. It's like he's been soundly defeated by the circumstances surrounding him.

Then there's the issue of his companions, who only knew him as their cunning leader who stopped at nothing to achieve his goals, even using some of them in the process, who now appears to be an entirely different person. One who quietly fades into the background, instead of being in the thick of it. He's changed.

His skills haven't waned, but his voice is flat, his eyes without gleam, his all consuming desire that drove him to accomplish the impossible by the day naught but simmering ashes by the time they reunite with him in KOTXX. He even apologizes to some, without explanation. This distresses Vector, in particular, who witnessed the worst of his sides way back in the day. "It's not me you should apologize to, Agent." Vector can only quietly say, "I have never held you in ill regard for the choices you've made, anathema as they were to my principles." It's a conversation that peters off, but one that Eight never had, never had soon enough --his firm refusal to rectify or acknowledge that Vector could choose him over his own ideals is one that gnaws at him on the inside for years, on his own belief that people cannot change what they truly believe in, and so there is no point in trying to make amends for what bridges he burns in the pursuit of his own wishes. This, and many other denials, compound over the years into a rather hurtful self-made solitude that follows him long into the Alliance. (A mother will never give up her son. There is no other way. I cannot change my nature as a weapon. Their rejection of me is something I must accept.) A punishment, but for who?

Perhaps he still feels he's failed the last mission Keeper entrusted to him. The one that asked him to become a real, living person, and not just a sword dressed in imperial colors.

Eight spirals during the events of the Eternal Empire. He watches his downfall happen in real time. There's little he does about it. His home is gone, as are the people he fought for--Keeper, Watcher 2, Intelligence--and this new age is only filled with allies he cuts down faster than he can imprint their names into his memory. He's alone in this fight at the behest of others who do choose their ideals over him, who, in the end, turn away in fear and disgust when he bloodies his blade in their name. He makes no effort afterwards to right his image in their minds. He plays the villain, if others will not. For the first time, he tires of killing.

This leaves him alone, an outcast even among friends. Eventually, amongst the ruin their failed Alliance leaves in its wake, someone asks why things turned out this way; his lack of a will in the greater fight comes to light and sets several alarm bells off. Lana reduces his duties on the battlefield. Others, out of shared guilt and a fear of the bloodshed he wreaked on their orders, give him a wide berth to live normally for a while. It's not much and does little to his disillusionment and estrangement with his allies, but...it's a start.

Eight the Assassin turns into just Eight. And Eight the former agent, ex-Cipher, killer extraordinaire who never once dreamed of the stars, turns into someone who quietly watches the sun set on a world he barely recognizes,l but still stays up to see it, potato peeler in hand.

[timothyburleday]

OOC:

I've reposted something similair on the Kyle account, but i'm saying it here too. These roleplay accounts were most likely made for shits and giggles, and if you feel the need to type some sick shit like wanting to r@pe kids in the Anon asks,

GET

ACTUAL

FUCKING

HELP.

don't pull people who don't want anything to do with your creepy ass into this. we are NOT here to listen to your whining and creepy comments. I'm not the type of person who deletes their account if things get too much, as i'm pretty much desensitized, but that doesn't mean EVERYBODY is, too. Make your own private fucking vent blog if you will, but do not rope innocent people who are just trying to enjoy their time here in with you.

[pierced-princess]

OOC: GUYS LOOKKKKK