#Boundary marker

[aneverydaything]

Day 1671, 19 January 2023

[sigalrm]

Staatsgrenzmarkierung 433 by Pascal Volk

[kikiknits]

Picking up stitches along the cast on edge.

1 dead, 2,492 wounded.

[anominous-user]

since i guess we are passing ratio around every single aeon other than nous like a blunt, here's how ratio is actually an emanator of finality

[xero-wyld]

Herding Cagebrain Grazer (Starfield)

- Marker on some sort of heavy paper (I dunno - I just kinda found it among my dragon horde of sketchbooks)

[anotherpapercut]

I love to gatekeep just call me Terminus

[tourintexas]

Those of you who’ve been our followers for a while may have thought we’d vanished into the mist while on an explore of some desolate site; but not so.   We’re still out here, we just haven’t posted for a while. 

Near Carthage, Texas, is the only marker of an international boundary known to exist within the Continental United States.  The boundary was established in 1840, and the marker was set in place on  April 23, 1841, to designate the boundary between the United States and the Republic Of Texas. 

[hana-no-seiiki]

Hello, I wanted to ask about your pinned post? You said you block minors/ageless blogs but I saw that you have moots that are both and you were simping for darling-zain who is an ageless blog? I just wanted to ask if you were actually serious about that or not

It depends on the account and what they interact with. For my DDDNE blog it’s as strict as I can be. I block any blog that follows me there that’s ageless which would mean they’re blocked everywhere. Ofc it’s impossible to pick out blogs that have fake ages, everyone that interacts with my stuff and I’m not always free so there’s prolly some that leaked.

For moots I’m less strict. Especially if they’re followers that have been here for a while? It’s hard to let them go really, but some I ask them in dms not to interact with/view my posts if I explicitly know they’re minors. It’s up to them to decide whether they want to follow that.

In other words, I’d prefer it if minors block me themselves. I was just a minor last year so I’m pretty lax and new to all this stuff. I’m most likely going to be stricter next year or with posts that have full on smut but that’s about it. In addition to that, we usually have a lower age of consent here in Asia so my brain is hella confused as to what I have to be following. (Here in Phil it was recently raised to 16 and was 12 before 💀)

I’d give myself a 6-7/10 seriousness level? I put warnings, and occasionally do purges. Sometimes a friend of mine logs in here to do so for me though and I might have people on the list that I’m okay with.

As for Sky and other anons, most of our stuff here are jokes lmfao. I flirt with most of my askers for the “yan yun” persona but it’s all in good fun and I’m not at all interested in any of them that way. My ‘rizz’ and ‘simpery’ here is all just for entertainment and to play up the god theme. Gen trusts them(sky/darlingzain) so I do by extension. (Also recently confirmed that they’re 17 through dms)

But yeah, if you see me talking here to askers chances are that’s all I ever speak about with them. Just short, sporadic conversations. The real hoes I speak to like for hours on end everyday 💅🏻 like even my moots don’t know me much despite how often we interact here.

In General, I try not to let anything go sexual sexual though as much as possible. So nothing past virtual hugs, kithes and the occasional licking.

Though that does remind me, I have quite a few people here that send concerning asks and replies. I do hope that they’re not serious cause hoo boy—

[kitwilsonsass]

Lawl filming a dude who always wears a mask without it on and trying to spin him as the disrespectful one.

[valtsv]

i think that killing a dragon should have catastrophic nuclear-fallout level environmental consequences tbh. their blood should scorch and wither the earth with fire and poison, the toxic fumes released as they decay should choke the land and all nearby living creatures, and the entire landscape where they fell should be transformed into a blighted wasteland where bleached leviathan bones loom upwards out of the ground as a warning that can be seen from miles away, the boundary markers of an exclusion zone.

[alohapromisesforever]

Thought For the Day: If A Man Loves the Labour of His Trade, Apart From Any Question of Success or Fame, the Gods Have Called Him

“If a man loves the labour of his trade, apart from any question of success or fame, the gods have called him.” -Robert Louis Stevenson, novelist, essayist, and poet (13 Nov 1850-1894) — Individuals deeply devoted to their professions without consideration for recognition or achievement have found their calling. We should all be this lucky in life. Intrinsic motivation and personal satisfaction…

[comradecowplant]

WELL anticommunist socdem lady fired me from helping her around the house, because I was 20 minutes late this morning, which apparently violated some severe boundaries she never stated she had, which has me fucked up because she's been extremely confusing-- she chats with me like we're friends, but she paid me by the hour thus making it a business arrangement, but literally yesterday she was talking about going on a future roadtrip together???? Which is not the way you talk to someone who you'll kick to the curb for needing to run for gas before heading to your house for a day of errands imo 🤷‍♂️ And now because it took more than 5 days to adjust my sleep schedule (largely bc this arrangement has had me very stressed & made it harder to fall asleep) to be IMMEDIATELY on time for what has previously been more hours of emotional gab seshes about her personal life than actual labor (& most of the labor is small stuff that could wait a month until she's off crutches but I do with a smile anyway BECAUSE I AM TRYING TO BE NICE TO THE VERY LONELY OLD WOMAN), she's done with me....

this is why I work with animals, there is no shitty social/emotional (bc even though she is dumb about many things I care about her and i did indeed let her down and I feel extremely bad about it) whiplash of being a paid servant and friend at the same time and having every social interaction be a riddle that I finally lost a round of and the consequences being literally the neurodivergent nightmare of You Lost The Interaction and Are A Bad Person. Feels super great 🙃

Man, moral of the story that will likely not surprise anyone: older liberals who talk a big game about being easy going, water-of-a-ducks-back type "hippie" types are the teensiest bit of power over someone away from seeing those people as disposable the moment they're human, just another shitty Walmart manager with better clothes....

[torahtot]

my parents were like yeah we'll have kids who are 1/4 hasid 1/4 misnagid and 1/2 BT surely this will lead to a normal identity

[3nderstar]

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[spxllcxstxr]

Jayce and Viktor with a S/O who is Hypersensitive to Loud Noises • Headcanon

(Gif not mine)

Request: hi !! how are you ? <3 your jayvik fics are so cute ☺️could i mayhaps request jayvik x gender - neutral reader headcannons with a reader whos hypersensitive to loud noises ? <3 tysm 💙-- anon

Warnings: gn!reader, hypersensitivity to loud noises

A.N: I'm so glad you guys like my jayvik stuff!!! I have a lot more in the works (including fics!!) Thank you so so much for the kind words, I hope you enjoy!!!

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Jayce and Viktor are very understanding of your hypersensitivity. They never want to make you feel like a lab rat or test subject, but throughout your relationship they do take note of how loud is too loud and overwhelming for you. It’s because they care about you, of course

Viktor is especially understanding of it because he isn’t always too fond of touch. So he likes knowing your boundaries and how much is too much. They don’t walk on eggshells, but they do try to do everything as carefully and as quietly as possible. The last thing they want to do is trigger you and make you wince in pain at the volume

Jayce once slammed the front door of your apartment in frustration and immediately filled with guilt as his face drained of color. He saw you flinch and cover your ears and that man was in tears. He is just absolutely in love with you and the thought of causing you pain, even accidentally, just kills him inside. He always places his hands gently on your cheeks, peppering kisses on your forehead in apology

Viktor is mostly the same when it comes to accidentally making a loud noise. Sometimes his cane will fall to the floor making a loud bang which triggers it. Viktor likes giving you a tight hug as an apology as he whispers little things in your ear. He’s a bit of a mess as well, but he knows that accidents will happen and that you wouldn’t hate him for his lack of control over gravity

More often than not, Jayce and Viktor’s lab is filled to the brim with random loud noises. Sometimes they’re high-pitched beeps, other times the whirring of electricity, or the clanking of gears mashing inharmoniously together

(On those few days when your partners aren’t hectically fiddling around with their tools, they’re scribbling notes in their notebooks are bickering over equations scrawled across the blackboard. It may not be particularly peaceful, but it’s certainly more tame than testing out their latest idea involving the capabilities of hextech)

Because of this, your partners have a set of noise-cancelling headphones in the lab. Theyre your favorite color with little doodles in permanent marker that Viktor and Jayce once did when they hit a particular snag in their research. The headphones usually hang by the door so they’re within reach when you first enter the lab. If you ever forget them when you walk in, Jayce and Viktor remind you to grab them (usually accompanied by a little kiss on the temple if their hands aren’t full)

Additionally, Jayce and Viktor hold onto little earplugs with them. They’re always in their pockets, just in case. Your partners are very attentive and never want to be unprepared, especially when it comes to you

If there’s ever an exceptionally loud noise they always drop what they’re doing to find you. Even if they’re out in public, their priority is their partner. They’ll first make sure your ok before escorting you away from the source

If you prefer physical comfort like hugs, your partners will gladly oblige. You’ll sit in Jayce’s lap while he places kisses to the back of your head, his hands will rest on your waist, thumbs rubbing soothing circles on your skin. Viktor will usually hold your face between his hands, amber eyes scanning over your figure, murmuring little endearments or encouragements to you

Never ever feel like a child or a burden because of this. These two are very supportive and happily drop everything for you. Your partners are so in love with you. They often try to improve the noise cancelling headphones for you, or find other ways to dampen loud noises. They find joy in helping you, just like you and Jayce want to find ways to make Viktor’s life with his leg easier and more enjoyable

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[ellecdc]

Hey Elle! For your winter games blurbs I would love to see what you do with the “one talking in their sleep and the other listening fondly” prompt with either James or Remus pretty please❤️

so cute haha <3

James Potter x fem!reader who is talking in her sleep [493 words]

CW: only gendered marker used is at the end when James calls her his "sweet girl", fluff

James wondered for a moment if this was perhaps not a touch unethical; like he had overstepped an unspoken boundary that should have been long understood between the two of you.

Because really, this felt worse than going through someone’s phone, but at the same time, he couldn’t exactly turn his ears off, you know?

You were mumbling in your sleep, which only seemed to happen during times of stress. He supposed the holidays were stressful; not necessarily always in a bad way, but stressful nonetheless. 

The analog clock on the table beside your bed reads 2:14 am; nothing good ever happens after two am, his mother always said, but he hardly understood what could be bad when he was snuggled up in bed with you. 

“S’ a surprise.” You mumble, and James’ lips curve up into a smile of their own volition. You make a humming sound as if someone had responded to you in your dream.

“...wait, Jamie.” You chide; you had mumbled something else before that, but he couldn’t quite catch it. It sounded something along the lines of you telling him “he needed to wait.”

“I’ll wait, angel.” He whispers earnestly, pulling you into his chest and hoping that maybe you’ll fall quiet again, lest James accidentally hear what secret you’re trying not to tell him. 

The space between your brows furrow in discontent, and James - never able to deny you of pretty much anything - tries to kiss it away. “You’re okay, sweetheart.” He murmurs into your skin where his lips were pressed. 

“Too excited.” You respond, and James actually had to pull away from you just to confirm that your eyes were still closed and you were still more or less unconscious. 

“Yeah?” James smiles, tracing lines with his thumb between your hairline and your temple. “Too excited to exchange gifts?”

A long breath left your nose, and James wondered for a moment if maybe you hadn’t fallen back into a deeper sleep; the silence of the room threatening to lull him back to sleep as well.

“Fine, I’ll tell you.” You offer then, and James’ eyes fly right back open. “I got you-”

But - as much as James would have loved to hear what you got him for Christmas, he just couldn’t let you ruin the surprise - before the words left your lips, he was placing his palm over your mouth so that your answer was muffled into his skin. 

“Angel.” He scolds, laughing to himself at the way your brows furrow and you begin shaking your head to rid yourself of this new and unusual discomfort. “That’s enough now, yeah? Go to sleep, m’love.” 

“M’kay.” You agree sleepily, nestling further into James’ embrace and bringing one hand up to curl around his bicep. “Happy Christmas, Jamie.” 

And though it was only 2:14 am exactly one month away from Christmas, he found himself falling back to sleep murmuring “Happy Christmas, my sweet girl” in reply.