#Make it weird make it wild

[rupeenotruby]

That was long. Keeping this short. Not sure about this one. Thank you to @/runecatwrites for this [Click] analysis post as it was pretty helpful for the Wild and Wars dialogue (though I think the analysis is better).

[mxmarsbars]

totally real and canon whitecastle conversation in limbo (ll!etho’s burn scars and post-wl!impulse’s explosion scars mirror each other) (crumbs)

[botanyshitposts]

dichotomous plants are so weird man. like they’re not even weird it’s the becoming the dichotomous that’s weird. i went to a talk once about a population of strawberries that were accidentally slowly becoming dichotomous and they didn’t even have sex chromosomes, like they had like a bunch of genes across a bunch of chromosomes that did a little bit of sex but not a lot and it added up to one whole sex kind of but not enough that they had all collectively decided to be one sex or the other, so there was still like, a sizable chunk of the population that was producing flowers of both sexes. like they were microdosing it. taking the sex genes for a spin in the strawberry patch

[homocrafting]

Tuff Guys try SO hard to be all "we're not a team" and "we'll be together when it's convenient" and "it's really everyone by themselves" but then they'll have a collective mace that goes around, and they'll help each other get kills even when it's hopeless, and they turned all their attention into helping each other when one of them went under green, and they still have team meetings every start of session, and they still decided to pool their resources, and they still have a collective calling card, and in the beginning of session 7 Bdubs still says, "I know what I want, Tango knows what he wants, now what do you want?" and it's framed as a question about kills but it's not, not really, and Etho still doesn't really answer.

They say they're not a team, but they still call Etho a traitor as though you can betray something that apparently doesn't exist. They say they don't care, but Tango still tells Ren "Not gonna lie, I was going to get kinda sad that Bdubs was trying to kill me, but it's just you." (paraphrased, but still). There's that part when Tango and Bdubs are talking and they both come to the conclusion Tango can't trust him, and the thing is, Bdubs could have lied. He could have said sure you can, but he knows Tango knows because they know each other enough, because they've been a team enough times, because they are a team and that's what he'd've done.

Tuff Guys went into the alliance fully vocal about how it wouldn't work. This never leads good places for them. They're doing it anyway. They'll never admit it, not directly, not loud and clear, because it's hurt them enough times as is, but they still live next to each other and they still coordinated team attacks in session 7 and they still haven't committed to real distrust among them

All this to say that denial is a river and egypt and by god they are DIVING

[isaac--r]

I like to think that at least some of them were normal about it

[infizero]

genuinely cant get over grian's team not trusting him and grian immediately jumping to "oh so you think im CHEATING? you think im CHEATING ON YOU??" like literally no one said that you brought that up yourself. girl just say you feel subconscious guilt about cheating on scar in double life and go

[varyingobsession]

greetings ladies et al.

this took me months, 3 drawing program switches (and subsequent almost losing/corrupting the whole almost finished file), many in-game field research expeditions, and honestly more literature review than i expected to make, but by jove if i cant go way too hard infodumping botanical and biochemical information to make a speculative biology "thesis" for no reason, then what can i do

written as presented by my silly hearthian xenobiochemist oc, jet :-)

also comes in pdf form for your convenience

slightly bc i saw this [eote/dlc spoilers] speculative biology post from @ms-marz and got inspired

thank you for coming to my TED talk.

[the-sweetest-g1rl-in-town]

Me this autumn

[kacievvbbbb]

I think that swords definitely talk to Mihawk and Zoro like not even just their sword but any sword of worth but especially the "cursed" ones. Like I mean full-sentences talking that only they can hear. And not the general hum of power or bloodlust that people like shanks hear -

And Shanks does not realize that Mihawk means he is having full conversations with his sword when he says Yoru talks to him. Until Mihawk translates something Gryphon says and Shanks is just like 'I'm sorry.....what???"

Shanks: What do you mean you can talk to swords Mihawk: I told you this 🙄 Shanks: I thought you meant like the general humming, Not that they were conversationalists! Mihawk: So did you think all this time I was just talking to myself? Shanks:....I thought it was a symptom of your lonely childhood.....

I think Zoro has to hold the sword to hear it speak but will eventually grow to be like Mihawk where he just has to be in the area to hear it.

[formulanni]

Genuinely Williams switching Logan out for Franco feels personal and petty. I haven’t been following f2 super closely this year but from what I’ve seen Franco is just.. fine? I mean, he’s good, but he’s not Kimi or Paul. To replace Logan at this point would only make sense if they swapped him for someone with loads more experience, someone more likely to score points. At this point they’re swapping him for someone who’s probably gonna have his same level of performance, if not worse. It just feels almost petty? It’s like a weirdly personal move and it just makes me think about all of the reports of JV’s alleged mistreatment and silent treatment towards Logan.

[causticflower]

the Neighbors™

[mxmarsbars]

bound together by an object. surely this won’t go wrong. surely not.

[sideblogdotjpeg]

ive been thinking about the red string superstition recently and also sol bufo always and it makes me sick how uncannily caldwell tanner has made sol to perfectly target me personally

(+ cropped versions !)

[setmeatopthepyre]

Tease tidbit tuesday

tagged by @rcmclachlan and @ambernotember, thank you! this inspired me to write a little more on antarct-fic that wasn't constrained to drabble proportions so it's also.. a bit more than a tidbit. it's still not the bit I actually set out to write when I started it so more to come in this scene, maybe? uhh enjoy!

also! all things antarct-fic are made possible thanks to the amazing @sugarpenchant for idea-yappage and @geddyqueer for answering my millions of antarctica questions

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“I can't believe you're going to Antarctica,” Chimney says wistfully as he refills their wine glasses.

Maddie points a ladle at him. “Don't get any ideas.”

He grins brightly, scooting closer to where she's stirring in a pan of tomato sauce. “Aw, come on. You don't want to move to the South Pole with me? I'm sure Jee would love a chance to hug a penguin.”

“You're not allowed to touch the wildlife,” Buck points out through a mouthful of crackers and cheese. “There's a fine, and jail time.”

“Antarctic jail time? That still sounds pretty cool,” Chimney says.

Buck swallows his crackers, starts slicing himself some more cheese. “No jails either,” he frowns. “I think they kick you off the continent.”

Chim raises his eyebrows, feigns disappointment. “Harsh, but fair. So no cuddling seals, either. Yeah, Maddie, I'm not so sure we should move after all.”

Maddie laughs, and they beam at each other, and Buck wonders if there's time to bake some garlic bread to go with their dinner.

-

It takes a little longer than usual to get Jee-yun to bed. Not because she's fussing, or in a mood, but because Buck comes to the sudden realization that this is his last Uncle Buck Storytime for the foreseeable future. When he returns to the kitchen, Maddie raises her eyebrows in question. “She, uh--” He clears his throat. “Wanted another story, so.” Shrugs. “Couldn't say no, right?”

She opens her mouth like she wants to remind him that that is something he very much can and probably should be doing, but seems to think better of it. Maybe she's noticed his eyes are a little damp. “Right. Wine?”

He's thankful for the out. “I'll get it.”

“So.” Maddie says, watching him move around the kitchen. “You're really sure this is the right call?” She's using that I'm-trying-to-be-supportive-but-are-you-kidding-me tone that Buck's been hearing a lot of lately.

He lets out a long breath. “Yeah. I think so.” Frowns. “I am. Look, I-I know how it sounds.”

Chimney wanders in from the living room. “Good, 'cause it sounds crazy.”

He groans in frustration. “I know.” He sets down his wine glass, presses his knuckles into the counter top, studies its gleaming surface. Thinks of the counter top in his own kitchen with the specks of hardened dough and the traces of flour that he's never quite able to get rid of.

“You're gonna be stuck in a frozen wasteland with your ex, Buck,” Chimney points out. Makes that face he does when he's about to make some clever reference that absolutely no one else in the house will understand. “You'll be a thousand miles from nowhere, man. And it's gonna get a hell of a lot worse before it gets any better.”

Buck isn't sure if his brother in law really, honestly thinks that one of these days he'll get a round of applause instead of blank (if fondly amused, on Maddie's part) stares, but today is definitely not that day.

“Come on, The Thing? That's like the Antarctica movie!”

“Yeah, well, maybe I'll watch it on the flight over.” Buck mutters.

“You probably shouldn't.” Chimney pours himself a glass of wine, and after a pointed look from Maddie, turns to the fridge to grab her a seltzer. “But,” he adds, sliding the can across the counter to his wife, “If you're out there and Tommy starts shooting at a dog from a helicopter, you'll want to get out of there ASAP.”

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no pressure tags @sugarpenchant @cannibalhellhound @iphyslitterator

[rafrfr]

just some panels i liked from the update in no order whatsoever

art by jojo @linkeduniverse

central room pt.2 central room pt.3

[necrotic-nephilim]

jealousy really is the driving force of DamiTim as a ship. love that for them. love how Tim has the Robin mantle ripped away from him and he has to suffer the jealousy of watching Dick and Damian bond. how possessive over Dick Tim can be, to have him stolen by Dick.

even more so though, is the jealousy from Damian. how on earth do you cope when you finally get to be Robin, a role you've convinced is your birthright, and no one really likes you? every prefers the Robin who came before you? Dick regularly reminds you that he can always go and call Tim back when you act out? like the complex Damian has over Tim is unreal. Tim, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had everything handed to him his whole life. he never had to struggle or fight for his place like Damian did. Damian has spent his whole life fighting and proving himself, and yet he can't ever seem to truly claw the mantle of Robin away from Tim. even when Tim lets it go, becomes Red Robin, they seem to share it. Tim can slip back into the role of Robin whenever someone like Dick or Bruce need him to, because *he's* the Robin who they need. he's the Robin who was able to find Bruce. he's the Robin that Ra's wants an heir out of. he's the Robin who even Jason respects. in Damian's eyes, everything Damian has fought tooth and nail for, was handed to Tim.

so of course he's going to react to Tim with violence and aggression, especially after finding out Tim has contingency plans for him. no matter how much Damian proves himself, he's never going to be enough, especially not to Tim. and so his deep refusal to see Tim as family, to acknowledge Tim's legacy is all driven by such an angry jealousy. Tim understands aspects of Bruce's legacy that Damian doesn't, like the need to sweet talk and play nice with the elites of Gotham, even if they're corrupt. they exemplify different aspects of Robin, and the aspects that Tim exemplifies are the aspects that Damian knows he'll never fully understand and therefore holds such a deep contempt for. he wants to fight criminals, not play nice with politicians. Tim understands the side of Gotham that's utterly foreign to Damian. if anything, he represents that side of Gotham, to Damian. a pretty little rich boy who's nothing but a know-it-all and not a real son of Bruce. he can't be a Wayne. he can't be Damian's family.

and all of that angry jealousy leading to unhealthy obsession turned a weird, angry crush from Damian is just my bread and butter. that is how DamiTim should be. to me. Damian obsessed over hating Tim Drake so much he accidentally ends up sort of in love with him and that only makes Damian angrier. because he can't prove everyone right by *also* liking Tim. he can't let Ra's win like that, because frankly why wouldn't Ra's be delighted by Damian and Tim getting together. and it builds and builds with angry passive aggression towards Tim that culminates in angry hate-fucking-that's-not-just-driven-by-hate. love and hate are always viewed as opposites in shipping and i think they're the same intense passion just in different directions. and for the best ships, they're very intertwined. what is DamiTim is not the peak of that. "i put so much of myself into hating you i had no choice but to fall in love with you somewhere along the way" core. love that bleeds into hate and hate that bleeds into love. "you make me so angry i regularly passively try to kill you but not with any real effort because who would i obsess over if you were actually gone" core. murder attempts as a form of courting. contingency plans to take each other out as a love language. they're unwell.