#That makes sense to me

[oceanwithouthermoon]

i seriously cant understand how people can ship saiki with anyone with the prospect in mind of him NEVER power revealing.. yallll he would NEVER do that and its probably impossible ☠️

ive read so many fics where he gets MARRIED and like maybe has CHILDREN with someone and they dont know about his powers ??? WHO ARE YOUUUUUUY

dude with the way the show was going, he probably was going to end up revealing his powers to his friends at LEAST before they graduated (u can hc whatever u want though) and he implies so many times that hes GOING to tell them eventually

ive seen people being like "noo he was only gonna tell them when he didnt have his powers and now that he knows thats impossible he might just never do it" NOOO THATS NOT TRUEEE

the reason he felt more comfortable telling them when he lost them was because he truly truly hates himself and believes himself with his powers to be a nuisance

but hes definitely starting to learn self love at the end of the series.. and either way, i dont think he was ever ONLY going to tell them under those conditions.. im pretty sure he implies hes eventually going to tell them (or at least that eventually theyre going to KNOW) way before he even knows hes gonna get rid of them

[feelingtheaster99]

Oh man Emily generally rolls pretty well I don’t know why she all of a sudden seems so nervous

[l0ganberry]

@truelazymaker

For the long wait, I decided to make a mini comic of him having help finding his legs. And then having his sweet angel on helping him reattach his legs. I hope you like this and thank you for the request.

There's a couple left of unfinished requests, but I'll still more if you want to request something that relates to Dogday. You can go to this >post< to put in your request, or send an ask to me.

[lyonface]

My boyfriend and I were chatting about BG3 last night and we agreed on the least realistic interpersonal aspect in the game so far: your companions are WAY too functional specifically when it comes to respecting the romantic boundaries of others and are WAY too nice if Tav chooses someone over them. I was in between Shadowheart and Astarion, and ended up doing certain quests in one order and, realizing I didn't like that order for side-quest reasons, loaded an old save to reverse them. In the first order, the dialogue to solidify Shadowheart's romance came up first, in the second Astarion's came up first. If you agree to the romance and talk to the other in both instances, they are supportive of you (to varying extents) and, if you ask why you can't court both of them, they site the emotional experience/tolerance of the other as why Tav shouldn't do it and why they're not interested in getting involved regardless of they're own feelings.

Larean Studios really said no romantically messy queers /j

[luxlightly]

...Whoever made this graphic...clearly thought that either the top of the right hand brain scan was the front of the brain or the left of the left hand one was the front of the brain,which would make the neruocyte in more or less the same place on both scans.

Except the rightmost scan quite clearly has the front of the brain at the bottom and the leftmost scan has the front of the brain on the right. Meaning, according to this, the neurocyte is apparently both in the upper right parietal lobe AND the bottom left frontal lobe.

I have to guess they just had the rightmost image upside down because, flipping it around, it puts the neurocyte directly in the parietal lobe, which makes sense since that part of the brain deals with a lot of sensory input and houses much of the language centers of the brain. Being the thing that makes it so you can read Strogg language, that would be sensible.

Though, if it is supposed to essentially remote control them, it would make sense to be in the frontal lobe as well.

That being said, there's a nearly 100% chance the person making this particular screen had no idea about any of that and picked that spot, along with pretty much everything else on the screen aside from just "neurocyte implanted" because it looked cool. Because a pulse of 84 bpm would be...uh...pretty extremely low for a man on a MASSIVE amount of adrenaline and 84 bps would be 5040 beats per minute, over 25 times faster than the wing beats of a bee so probably also not exactly on the money, there.

[bedofthistles]

Gothic - Moonacre Week 2024

It was surprisingly easy to sneak into Moonacre Manor. 

If Maria had learned one thing from observing the boys, it was picking up on their stealth. The way they moved when they hunted, how they worked together as a unit, how their usually heavy steps became light as air. There was a trick, and once Maria had mastered it, she had been able to sneak around wherever she pleased. 

But as Maria snuck into the tower, she was surprised to find that it was more than just the lack of guards, but lack of locks. Maria rolled her eyes and did her best not to scoff. The audacity of these Merryweathers! But of course, Sir Benjamin would know of her father’s refusal to broach his lands. Accursed and wretched, yes Sir Benjamin would assume he was quite safe from a direct attack from the De Noirs. 

The tower was beautiful. 

Maria placed a hand over her mouth as she stepped carefully inside, but her heart began to race. Oh there was magic in this place. If the glittering ceiling of stars was any indication. But, could something damned be so beautiful? 

In her awe, Maria almost forgot her mission. There was a soft groan, a rustling. She froze, her eyes drawn to the movement. But there he was upon the bed, much different than he had been in the carriage. Here, he lacked his coat, and the other clothes Maria had found on the gentleman of London. She crept closer to him, his eyes shut, lips slightly parted, a bandaged hand draped across his chest. 

First blood. 

When Richard, Henry, and David duelled, they did so until first blood. They let her watch, and she was quick to catch onto their movements, their footwork, until father or Miss Heliotrope caught her, then Maria made herself scarce. It was such an odd thing, that she practically lived as any other member of her Clan would, until she came across something her father thought she ought not. As if she didn’t know the colour of blood. As if she had never heard the crack of a pistol. As if she had innocent eyes and innocent ears. 

In some way, Maria had won the first duel, she had drawn blood, but she had still lost. 

Despite herself, Maria reached out and ran her fingers over the heft of the bandage. She had half expected silk or satin, so the young gentleman would not have to know discomfort, but it was not. A coarse linen, rough and uncomfortable, the very bandages they would have used on her own wounds. 

Maria drew her hand back before she woke him, and raced back to the window. 

When she returned, it was not with open arms. 

In the courtyard, she had jumped from the horse’s saddle, slowly guiding him into the stables, trying not to make a sound, but before she could even open the doors, the light, hurried footsteps let her know she had not made it back unnoticed. 

“Well, my lady, you have the castle on its head.” 

Maria flinched, but sighed. “Richard-” She tried, before two sets of hands wrapped around her arms and dragged her away. “David! Henry! Unhand me this instant! What do you think-” 

But they didn’t get far, not before her father stepped into the light of the courtyard torches. 

“Father-” 

“What did I do-” He began before pursing his lips. “Go! Before I regret my decision.” 

Maria straightened, thinking that perhaps her father was not giving her a sentence, before Richard stifled a laugh. “What? Father- What does he mean?” 

Henry wouldn’t meet her eye, and David only shook his head. Their hands still on her shoulders, the boys took her away, and before grand ideas of being locked in the dungeons could overtake her psyche, they took her to her room. 

Ms. Heliotrope shook her head, tsking over her stolen clothes, and lack of proper garments, but then Dulac swept in. Maria instinctually stepped in front of Ms. Heliotrope - who did not fancy their insinuations and had difficulties meeting their eyes - as he waved a key, all too cheerfully. 

“You’re locking me in.” Maria stated, not a question. 

“And you’ll need a chaperone at all times.” Dulac smirked, the bastard. “So, no more sneaking off! You’ll be staying put from now on.” 

“That’s not fair!” Maria shouted, but Dulac did little to listen.

“Heliotrope.” He commanded, and Ms. Heliotrope muttered several objections under her breath before she obeyed. “Nighty night, m’lady.”

Maria crossed her arms, glaring at him, and the boys and even Ms. Heliotrope, as they were cut off to her. 

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[faepunkprince]

These boots sound like my meat is huge

[rainbow-arrow]

SAINT ATHANASE DAY IS MAY 2ND I CANNOT

[macdenlover]

it came to my realization that 99% of my fandom related headaches would be cured if everyone understood this

[inkskinned]

please i love you i'm begging you bring back suspension of disbelief bring back trusting the audience like. i cannot handle any more dialogue that sounds like a legal document. "hello, i am here to talk to you about the incident from a few minutes ago, because i feel you might be unwell, and i am invested in your personal wellbeing." "thank you, i am unwell because the incident was hurtful to me due to my childhood, which was bad." I CANT!!!!

do you know how many people are mad that authors use "growled" as a word for "said"? it's just poetics! they do not literally mean "growled," it's just a common replacement for "said with force but in a low tone." it's normal! do you hear me!! help me i love you please let me out of here!!!

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[petshopbutch]

submissive in the way a livestock guardian dog is submissive to the sheep it kills wolves for

[kidovna]

obsessed with Her.

[writeouswriter]

[mejkosmos]

hot people fw with spideypool AND poolverine btwbtw