#In Stars and Net

[pupmon1]

Static fingers drag against cold metal. You its softness. You miss its fur.

You miss your skin.

You miss..... You stop, missing does nothing now. Your fingers drag up, to the horn now adorning your partner's snout.

"They've been in the house a while."

"They're learning about timecraft..." Hackmon reminded you. "They'll come back. Tell us all about it."

"Were...were we that curious...before?"

It shook its head. No of course not. You're identical, you're the same and yet- and yet. He's doing more than you ever did. You were so focused, so afraid of going back. Is that why?

A bulky tail brushed your arm, and you focused down. A band marked the dark tipped tail...barely visible but you know it's there. You both know.

"Maybe its because of that little devil," Hackmon mumbled, and you quickly shake your head.

"No. You're the best partner I could ever want. It has nothing to do with you."

"I'm the only thing different."

You shake your head more and pull your partner close. No, it's not. You're different too. You're stupid and stubborn and useless...none of it was ever its fault.

[ssenza]

It is calming to see something familiar in another

inspo x x

[tossawary]

I just know in my heart of hearts that in "Star Trek" at one point, there was some moral panic somewhere on Vulcan (among the uppity sorts) because Human culture was "infecting" the local youth with their overly emotional, destructive, unproductive, frivolous, and uneducational ways.

And what was actually happening was that a bunch of Vulcan kids got really into 23rd-century "Minecraft" or something.

Small Vulcan child @ another Vulcan child: (in a tone that sounds flat to Humans but angry as hell to Vulcans) "You have compromised the optimization of my fortress. I am having an emotional urge to blow up your house... in Minecraft."

[archivewriter1ont]

Bad Batch Incorrect Quotes

Rex: So, how's adjusting to your new squad going? Echo: Well, my net worth has certainly gone up. Rex: *confused* Uh, what? Echo: Yeah, you know. What you're worth when you're caught in a net. Rex: Rex: I'm sorry can you please explain that. Echo: We were running out of fuel on our last assignment so we landed in a Separatist port and Hunter put on a disguise and turned Tech in. We got six thousand credits for him. Rex: Six. Thousand? Echo: Yeah, turns out he's the lowest-value option at the moment, but Wrecker said he got turned in the last time. He's worth ten thousand, because he's blown up, like, a ton of important stuff, apparently. Hunter and Cross are probably in the eleven to twelve k range but they can't agree on who's worth more. Rex: Rex: You sold your brother!!!??? Crosshair: *offscreen* Are you even brothers if you haven't sold each other once? Tech: When we were cadets I sold Crosshair to Hunter for two credits. Crosshair: Those were imaginary credits, Tech. Tech: Which was the agreed-upon currency at the time. That transaction has never been voided, by the way. Legally, you still belong to Hunter. Hunter: Please, void it. I don't want him anymore. Here, take your two fake credits. Wrecker: Don't say that! Come here, Crosshair. I want you. Rex: *still on the comm* YOU SOLD YOUR BROTHER? Echo: We obviously got him back, Rex. Chill out. We fueled up in like ten minutes and went to retrieve him. He's fine. Rex: So you sold him and then you stole him BACK? Tech: Obviously. This squad would not survive without me for longer than the time it takes to refuel. That is why we usually sell Hunter or Wrecker. Additionally, they do not require extraction as they usually do that on their own.

Echo: I'm worth three thousand at the moment. But ten thousand is coming, wait and see! Rex: *frightened ori'vod noises*

[keferon]

The tac net crash chapter is one of my favorites so far~

Ah and. Guess what. I just discovered that including this post, I made 50 pieces of fanart for Mistakes on mistakes until.. I’m so sane and normal about this story can you tell👍

[saudrag]

why NOBODY told me that jim can literally CARRY SPOCK over his shoulder as if the vulcan weighs absolutely nothing??? oh this man is STRONG-STRONG

[gemsalive]

was really entertained by the idea of odile swearing like some kind of ka buan captain haddock so. isat x tintin fake panel redraw inspired by @openphrase123’s addition to this silly post GO

(btw: per original post, url’s officially Changed now! @/starsalive -> @gemsalive 💫💎)

[insertsomthinawesome]

Whumptober No.1 - Safety Net

In my head this might be something that happens pre-canon.... and like. Welt was out of it enough that he's not sure if he dreampt up the tail and horns. And when he's better he decides its none of his business if it was real. Dan Heng is DEFINITELY Jumpy afterwords (Both in the "Mr. Yang are you okay ;_;" Sense and the "Did I just out myself" Sense) and the fact taht Yang doesn't seem bothered helps settles his nerves ;;v;;

-NO ROMANCE INCLUDED-

[stardew-bajablast]

can 2024 be the year we stop calling stay-at-home moms stupid for being ‘financially dependent’ and risking being trapped in abusive relationships, and instead start addressing why there are no social safety nets in place for people who choose to leave the workforce to raise their children

[ryuseiired]

this one is too silly for the art blog

[gladiatorcunt]

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[pupmon1]

Kids (Coming Soon) || Islanders (Coming Soon)

Three digitamas, three choices…and the young maiden had no idea which to pick. She had studied for this moment, trained, been ready! This is the final pass to be an official housemaiden.

Mirabelle was too old to be making this choice. Most get their first partner at a much younger age, when choices were easy. She never got that chance. Now, at the dawn of becoming a true housemaiden, she had to have one. She thought asking for only three would make it easier to pick, and yet here she is.

Staring at eggs

For an hour

Mirabelle ran her thumb along the grip of her digivice, nervously prying up the plastic before letting it click back into place. Maybe…maybe if she went through the options again…she could figure this out.

The first egg had dark splatters donning it's bright surface. Splatters…splatters meant dragons. Dragons meant big, giant actually. One of the other housemaidens can't even fit his Tyrannomon in the house. Even the rookies were the size of a small child.

No way, she can't begin to handle something like that! Too big and too much!

The next was adorn with metallic bands that reflected the light around them, candle light glinting off its surface, refracting onto the table below. A holy egg, no, absolutely not. The only other housemaiden with a holy digimon is the head housemaiden and Mirabelle wouldn’t dare put herself on her level. Her and MarineAngemon were so graceful and perfect, Mirabelle doesn’t even appear in her shadow!

No, no she can’t pick a holy egg. Absolutely not. She doesn’t deserve anything like that!

Okay, so neither of those eggs will work. The last egg has to be the one! Dark stripes resembling claw marks etched the edge of the bright egg. A beast type. Simple digimon, usually a manageable size, with unpredictable evolution lines! Its perfect for a housemaiden!

Mirabelle reached out and gently scooped up the warm egg. It felt heavy in her arms, but comfortable and safe. The safe option, the best option, the quiet option, the easy option. She always takes the easy option. But that’s okay! She sat back and cradled the egg close to her heart, its beat will let the little digimon know its okay to hatch, Its safe, it can come out.

She gently rubbed the smooth surface and closed her eyes. She waited for it to move, to accept her. She didn’t keep track of the time, she didn’t need to. Her digivice started to squeal and harsh light glared against her eyelids. The egg burned in her arms, but she didn’t let go. It condensed down, then-

“Pyo!”

A smile erupted onto her face at the cutest little squeak. Mirabelle opened her eyes and pulled her arms away, watching the new little digimon bouncing in her hands. A little Poyomon! Its adorable. Not exactly what she expected, a jellyfish critter wasn’t exactly a beast, but that’s okay.

It would be her that could hatch the wrong digimon from an egg. Well, its not like anyone will know. Maybe she’ll get a cute little aquatic digimon she can take to the river! Just a cute little fish~

If the Change God thinks that’s what she deserves, she’ll happily take it.

[anghraine]

jenndoesnotcare replied to this post:

Every time LDS kids come to my neighborhood I am so so nice to them. I hope they remember the blue haired lady who was kind, when people try to convince them the outside world is bad and scary. (Also they are always so young! I want to feed them cookies and give them Diana Wynne Jones books or something)

Thank you! Honestly, this sort of kindness can go a really long way, even if it doesn't seem like it at the time.

LDS children and missionaries (and the majority of the latter are barely of age) are often the people who interact the most with non-Mormons on a daily basis, and thus are kind of the "face" of the Church to non-Mormons a lot of the time. As a result, they're frequently the ones who actually experience the brunt of antagonism towards the Church, which only reinforces the distrust they've already been taught to feel towards the rest of the world.

It's not that the Church doesn't deserve this antagonism, but a lot of people seem to take this enormous pride in showing up Mormon teenagers who have spent most of their lives under intense social pressure, instruction, expectation, and close observation from both their peers and from older authorities in the Church (it largely operates on seniority, so young unmarried people in particular tend to have very little power within its hierarchies). Being "owned" for clout by non-Mormons doesn't prove anything to most of them except that their leaders and parents are right and they can't trust people outside the Church.

The fact that the Church usually does provide a tightly-knit community, a distinct and familiar culture, and a well-developed infrastructure for supporting its members' needs as long as they do [xyz] means that there can be very concrete benefits to staying in the Church, staying closeted, whatever. So if, additionally, a Mormon kid has every reason to think that nobody outside the Church is going to extend compassion or kindness towards them, that the rest of the world really is as hostile and dangerous as they've been told, the stakes for leaving are all the higher, despite the costs of staying.

So people from "outside" who disrupt this narrative of a hostile, threatening world that cannot conceivably understand their experiences or perspectives can be really important. It's important for them to know that there are communities and reliable support systems outside the Church, that leaving the Church does not have to mean being a pariah in every context, that there are concrete resources outside the Church, that compassion and decency in ordinary day-to-day life is not the province of any particular religion or sect and can be found anywhere. This kind of information can be really important evidence for people to have when they are deciding how much they're willing to risk losing.

So yeah, all of this is to say that you're doing a good thing that may well provide a lifeline for very vulnerable people, even if you don't personally see results at the time.

[alshaverpressbox]

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[kitnita]

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[starscelly]

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