#I'm so very behind

[egophiliac]

looking at next month's schedule and between the end of 7-12 and the wishing lantern event it's like

February is officially RIDDLE MONTH, brace yourselves to be absolutely blasted into ashes everybody

[night-orchids]

the fact that you can see the exact moment tears appear in his eyes

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

In the world of heavy metals, love is denser than hate!

[nipuni]

Once again I bring you some Eriks 😊

[odoraful]

details in snowy serenity | zayne ❄️

[kazz-brekker]

each week i tune into shogun in order to see toranaga do the political equivalent of sticking out his leg and making eye contact with yabushige while yabushige trips over him

[a-non-event]

The Miller brothers getting shit done-

Bonus two of adorable Benny because I can't help myself:

[royalarchivist]

Sneeg: ...Fit? What is that? WHAT IS THAT?

Phil: Fit came prepared, dude. It's a legit Minecraft nuke!

Techno: Wait– what the heck is that?

Phil: An End Crystal, he was about to use that to yeet someone.

Grunks (?): Techno is not aware of the 2B2T culture, I see...

Techno: Uh, I am not.

Technoblade learns about End Crystal PvP from Philza and our favorite 2B2T veteran, FitMC! ⚔️💥

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Sneeg: ...Fit? What is that? WHAT IS THAT?

Phil: Fit- Fit came prepared, dude.

Fit: That's right!

Techno: OH– Fit has the nukes!

Phil: It's a legit Minecraft nuke!

Fit: I didn't get to use any of my weapons!

Techno: Wait– what the heck is that?

Phil: An End Crystal, he was about to use that to yeet someone.

Techno: [Laughs]

Grunks (?): Techno is not aware of the 2B2T culture, I see...

Fit: Ohhh.

Techno: Uh, I am not.

Phil: You see the obsidian he placed down over there next to that plane?

Techno: Yeah?

Phil: That was gonna be a blast radius of like, a huge Creeper– charged Creeper explosion.

Techno: Oh snap.

Phil: You know when you fight the Dragon and those towers have the explosive bits on the top?

Techno: Yeah?

Phil: Yeah, he's holding- he's holding one of those explosive bits.

Techno: I'm just gonna get launched.

[A black transition screen with text that reads: "1 year 7 months later..."]

Ranboo: There he is, there he is!

Techno: [Spots an End Crystal on the ground and picks it up]

Phil: I can't see him.

Ranboo: I can't- I can't–

Squidkid: HE'S HOLDING NETHER CRYSTALS!

Ranboo: Oh god– OH NO!

Phil: OHHH!!!

Squidkid: He's holding Nether crystals!

Ranboo: Wait, is he trying to Nether Crys– Or wait– is he trying to End Crystal us?

Techno: [Lying] I don't know how to do that!

Squidkid: If he tries, half of his dogs are gonna disappear!

Ranboo: [Overlapping with Squidkid] You're right, he wouldn't know how to do THAT.

Techno: More dogs, Chat! More dogs! It's the only way!

Clip sources:

SMP Earth: Battle of the Pit - Timestamp: 11m 30s

Minecraft But Viewers Control The Game (the charity event Techno did for the Sarcoma Foundation) - Timestamp: 2h 8m

[moongazeonastarfillednight]

Upon one occasion when I again arrived with some waggons of boilers, I found everything at a standstill ; all the boatmen had left, and Fitzjames was lying in his tent, apparently insensible with a raging fever, his tongue black and swollen, with one large blood-red crack across it, his Maltese servant being the only person with him. A doctor was at once sent for from the hospital which had been established in Antioch. Upon his arrival he shook his head very sagely, pronounced the case all but hopeless, and requested the immediate removal of the patient to the hospital. To our utter astonishment, Fitzjames upon this opened his eyes, shook his head, and muttered, 'I will die here.' The worthy doctor left in disgust ; and as it was necessary for me now to remain at Gruzelburj to despatch the heavy weights by boats, I made my patient as comfortable as possible, and during every spare moment employed myself dropping water gently upon his poor tongue. He took little or no medicine, but the water continually moistening the tongue evidently had a surprising effect.

How Fitzjames gradually improved, and at last was able to sit upon my horse, supported by me whilst walking by his side : — how upon one of these occasions he placed his dear kind hand on my head, and with the tears starting from his eyes exclaimed, 'Had you not backed me up, and refused to let the doctor take me to that hospital, I should now be dead : I shall never forget your kindness to me ! ' — how I am certain he never did forget it to the date of his death, when Captain of H.M.S. 'Erebus,' in Sir John Franklin's ill-fated Polar Expedition : — but how in our case he was spared, and lived to be the cheerful, jovial spirit of the Euphrates Expedition, to help us on -when sickness and weariness depressed us all : — these are indeed reminiscences most pleasing for me to dwell upon, but perhaps uninteresting to the general reader.

-Edward Charlewood, extract of his account provided in the Narrative of the Euphrates expedition

[egophiliac]

I don’t think we’ve ever seen you draw knight of dawn before 🤔 what are your thoughts about him? Or take?

I've drawn him a couple of times, just really little/in the background. but I should draw him more, I love this guy a lot! I have many, many thoughts about him and the way he parallels Silver...and also I think it is extremely funny that his ghost is stuck in a ring. especially considering where that ring has been for the last 16-ish years.

[another-whump-sideblog]

I'm getting whumperflies from my textbook's chapter on behaviorism. The cold, calculated way it talks about behaviors completely separate from the person doing them and the emphasis on reinforcement and punishment are just so very whumpy. Generally it uses attention as an example of reinforcement, which leads to stuff like "it's effective to avoid eye contact and conversation while restraining a patient so that misbehaving isn't unintentionally reinforced through attention." Like that's one of the whumpiest things I've ever read and it's in a psychology textbook. Imagine a whumper just completely ceasing any eye contact or conversation while Whumpee is being punished because attention is a reinforcer

Behaviorism is so fucked up

[somnimagus]

My page for @destinytriofanzine! I drew something about kids always dreaming of far off places

[id in alt!]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Wardrobe Woes

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[morangoowada]

Miku Northeast Brazil version 🇧🇷🌵

[serpentface]

are the talking crows still around? what are They doing while all this drama is going on around them in the world

Mostly doing their own crow things and not commonly having direct and mutual interactions with other sophonts. They're similar to yotici in the capacity that they have Very different modes of living than most other sophonts, and they generally are not recognized as 'People' in the same sense as humans, elowey, qilik, caelin, and delkhin. However, (given their strategic and intelligent capacity for word mimicry) talking crows tend to be comprehended as unique magical animals or spirits, or are not recognized as a distinct type of entity but rather feed into broader corvid folklore (as they are very difficult to visually distinguish from many common crows).

They make a few appearances in Whitecalf as small flocks of crows trailing the pilgrimage, picking at its food supplies and occasionally scavenging on its dead. This is a family unit of talking crows that has suffered heavily in the drought, with very few of their chicks surviving infancy and even some of the healthiest adults dying of thirst and starvation. They have recognized this mass movement of big two legged people as a source of potential sustenance, and are very persistent and skilled in keeping themselves fed.

In-text they may come off as an ambiguous, possibly magical element (or partially hallucinatory) from the character POVs, due to them going from a mundane presence indistinguishable from common crows to them uttering dire threats in clear and fluent Wardi. This is very unsettling and hard to reconcile for most who witness this, but is actually just a learned method of taking advantage of beliefs in corvids as ill omens to frighten off or distract targets while another crow snatches bits of food or a nice wineskin.

[royalarchivist]

Tubbo: Hola!

Spreen: [Completely unprompted] I can't be homophobic, my btch is gay.

Tubbo: PFTTT—?!

Spreen: [Laughs as he jumps off the ledge]

Tubbo: [Continues laughing in confused delight]