#WHAT IS GOING ON AM I INSANE???? AM I LOSING IT???

[teaboot]

Sorry if I'm mixing you up with someone else, but you've worked security before, right?

If you're willing, I'd be really interested on your thoughts on the murderbot diaries or murderbot as a character with that in mind?

Like did you recognise aspects of your job in murderbots descriptions of security work? Or did they like throw you out of immersion in the story?

Anyway thanks and hope you're having a good day/evening wherever you are!

As a security guard who has read the first two Murderbot books, Murderbot has been the number one most realistic security specialist character I have ever seen in media so far 😭

The third most annoying thing in security in my experience is handling threats. The second most annoying thing is having no threats to handle and being bored. The number one most annoying thing is the client being an idiot

Ihave social anxiety which I am medicated for. When I am in uniform with clear instructions, that anxiety is zero. I have a script and a set of rules and that makes life easy. I’m super good at performing tasks with clear expectations and that’s kinda how I keep getting good offers, it’s super straightforward

Bad clients are clients who give stupid, inefficient, counterproductive, cruel, or flat-out illegal orders. There are ways of shutting that shit down without them losing heir shit, but it’s still a pain in the ass every time

I’m a security specialist. I specialize in security. This is what I am trained for- handling crisis situations and minimizing harm. If you, an off-shift cashier at pet smart, see me deescalating a situation and decide you’re gonna drop your untrained uninformed ass in there with zero context or skills and “help” because I look small and helpless, then all you’re doing is increasing my likelihood of getting hurt while increasing my paperwork load by like two hours, and I’m gonna hate you the entire time. What you have essentially done is promoted me to meat shield while giving the aggressor I’m calming down an obnoxious and aggravating hostage. Good god please do not

Yes, I am sometimes asked to stand perfectly still in a corner for several hours like a mannequin. What do I do to avoid going insane? Think about Star Trek and the very good fanfiction I’ll be reading on my break, mostly

Yes I can assist in evacuating tw location in the event of an environmental disaster. No I cannot tell my waiter that they put cilantro on the wrong order. Yes this makes perfect sense

I love Murderbot. I love how realistic it is. Like obviously I can’t speak for everyone in the industry but yeah I’ve worked for absolute dogshit security companies in the past and yeah a lot of the books so far are super accurate to that experience so A+ so far, honestly

[harmonii-hoshi]

TRIAL 3 MILGRAM SPOILERS!!!!!

(TRIAL 3 COMMENCEMENT NOTICE)

I LOVEEEEEEEE HOW UNHINGED JACKALOPE FRICKIN SOUNDSSS!!! LIKE EHEHEHEHEHGRHRHEH HES SO UNHINGED THAT IT MAKES ME HAPOY TO SEE HIM OPENLY BE UNHINGED WJNWJWBWBWJJWNW

I ESPECIALLY LOVE THIS CUZ THIS IS BASICALLY A SLAP TO THE FACE TO THE DENIERS. IVE SEEN PPL GO "Oh Jackalope isnt unhinged! he's just a rabbit that cares about Es!" WEVE ALL SEEN THE SIGNS BUDDY, U AINT SLICK.

while i am sure Jackalope SOMEWHAT cares about Es, it's more of a matter of interest and to see kinda being confirmed MAKES ME SO HAPPY EHEUEYEHEYEVDHHSBEJSBBS

LIKE LOOK!! THIS IS BASICALLY PROOF!!!! AHAHAHHWHEHEHEBEBNE

EHEHEHEBGWHEVSHWHHWWH IM SO INSANE FOR MILGRAM TRIAL 3 JSJWBWIWBQKWNWK

MATCHING FREAKS EITH JACKALOPE RN JEBWHKEDVHKEDVKHWVD IM SO HEHEHEHEVSHSBHEBD

ALOS THE WAY THEY BLUR ES'S REACTIONS IS SO EHKCHKWCHKCWKHWCKHCWKHSCKHWCKHWCHKSCKHCEXHKS

EVIL! EVIL I TELL U!!!!

I just KNOW they are insanely mad, frustrated, and conflicted at jackalopes reaction

I MEAN CMON FROM THE PAST COMMENCEMENT ANNOUNCEMENT VIDEOS HIS REACTION WAS MORE TAMED AND HAD SUBTLE HINTS TO HIS UNHINGENESS. I KNOW I WOULD BE SHOCKED AND PISSED TO SEE HIM ABSOLUTELY LOSE IT JUST ANNOUCING THE NEWS

BY THE WAY THEYRE KINDA KEEPING ES'S REACTION AS A SECRET KINDA BUILDS SUSPENSE TO WHATS GONNA GO DOWN IN THE TRIAL AND TBH IM KINDA LOOKING FOWARD TO IT EHEHEHEVEHSBSH

GOD I FEEL SO INSANE RN I CANT EVEN DO ANYTHING WITHOUT GEEKING RN HEHEHEHJEVSHSBSB

OKAY I GTG AND ANALYSE THE VIDEO AGAIN CUZ LIKE IM PRETTY SURE THERE WAS MORE STUFF THAT I PROLLY MISSED HAHAH

ANWAYS HAVE SOME MINIGRAM ES PICS EHEH

[robbed-ghost]

“Damian isn’t ooc what are you talking aboutttt he’s only 14 and wants to trust his dad so badlyyyy guyssss don’t get upsettt” have you never read a comic with Damian in it in your life

[theoldkyokodied]

Uploading all my Tomgreg art at once from the past few week before season 4 hits, who knows in what kind of mental state i'm gonna be once it does :')

[quickreaver]

Okay, lemme preface this by saying I adore Sam and Dean being insane for each other. It's why I watched the show. It's why I'm still in this damnable fandom. BUT. There are conflicting thoughts to be had here, re. this post. I was picking Stripy's brain on the above topic, because she's far more thoughtful and organized than I am, and we absolutely get the desire of the point made above. "Sam is as unwell and enmeshed as Dean is, see??" But the post loses its way in pursuit of that thesis.

The scenarios referenced above are just not the same. Dean saving Sam's life by shoving an angel into him through deceit, and Sam noncon curing Dean of the Mark of Cain and Dean's subsequent demonhood do echo each other in base action, but the circumstances surrounding the events are quite different. The key bit is that refusing to let someone die a death they've accepted and to some extent begged for in a way that not just violates their autonomy, but leaves them incapable of asserting autonomy, because you can not and will not let them go, is radically and distinctly different from what Sam does to Dean. What Sam does is a destruction of an alien nature having been introduced into Dean (by Dean's own volition, by the way), as opposed to Dean clandestinely introducing an alien nature into Sam. One of their actions renders Dean more Dean, the other renders Sam less Sam. Sam's actions are a recalling of Dean home, away from a state "real" Dean would find repellent, disturbing and destructive of his sense of self. Sam's not simply bringing his brother back to him, he's bringing Dean back to himself, and saving Dean from an eternity in Hell. This is not even close to the same thing as distorting the "real" Sam by inserting a parasitic entity that can surface at any point, rendering Sam's selfhood essentially null and void, without Sam's awareness. On the surface, OP's post is a deliciously shippy thing, positing both halves of the ship as equally obsessed with each other, and they are. The included instances just aren't good examples of that. Yeah, what Sam did was equally ridiculous, insane and full of love, but it's not a perfect reflection of the specific violation enacted upon him. The brothers Winchester are allowed to be different kinds of crazy, it's okay, I promise! (Again, many thanks to Stripy-Tights, without whom none of this would read worth a damn!)

just ONCE be honest with me. you didn't save me for ME. you did it for YOU. I was ready to die, I was ready. I should have died. but YOU, YOU didn't want to be alone. and that's what all of this boils down to, YOU can't stand the thought of being alone.

if the situation were reversed and I was dying, you'd do the same thing. no, DEAN, I wouldn't.

*summons crowley to bring him back after he died*

[cometblaster2070]

so i'm going to go fucking insane because for a while this aspect of malenia's character design has been bothering me and making me think I'm seeing things and going fucking crazy.

the aspect in question is malenia's left arm:

when i first saw malenia's arm my first thought was oh okay they're probably just bandages or some sort of wraps.

but then you look a bit closer and like

idk about you (because i might be losing it) but it seems like the mesh of whatever the fuck that is very clearly melded with her skin in a way/it looks like it's going into and then emerging out of her skin (which is HORRIFYING to think of I won't lie).

and once again i thought i was going crazy and seeing things because surely these were just meant to be wraps or bandages like the ones we see in the scene of her fighting radahn right?

and then the thought of the needle came to my mind. along with something malenia says in her cutscene before we fight her.

"my flesh was dull gold"

huh. now isn't that interesting.

this would imply that in order to stall the rot from consuming his sister, miquella made a plan to sew unalloyed gold into malenia's skin using his needle in a last-ditch attempt to save her arm.

(granted it's funnier to imagine he just sticks it in her arm and goes okay great all done! and that's probably the canon way it went but)

the thought of the sheer pain malenia must've gone through during this process, to be honest, and the thought of the guilt miquella must've felt at having to force his sister to endure even more agony just to help her is just sad.

and all of it is done just in an attempt to salvage what they can of her and hope that more can't be taken.

edit: btw when looking at malenia pre-bloom and pre-losing her needle it looks like there's a proper layer/cover/whatever it is around her arm up till her knuckles making it seem like an actual covering or layer on top of her skin and what not, but when we fight her post-bloom and post-losing needle it appears like some of the layers have either flaked or fallen away and that reveals that it's actually meshed with/into her skin.

[katwasherehehe]

Now that arcane and epic ended…

I seriously need fortiche (The animation studio that brought life to arcane)

Release this

LIKE, IS THIS REAL

im legitimately so excited for this project

As a Greek mythology freak myself, an epic and arcane fan, i need to see this movie when it releases because I know for a fact that it’s going to be PEAK animation and cinema

[starsillys]

cringe Kinito pet oc time ok

I know there’s definitely other sea urchin Kinitopet ocs somewhere out. There and I probably should of expected that before hand but Aourhrrrgh this stupid thing has grown on me guys I’m crasy anywhay this is it this is earl urrm,m,, it’s scare activity thing is still in the works but the general idea is below 👇👇👇👇

Also liettol human concept because I’m a sucker for humanizing unhuman critters

huurrhhhhhgggghhhoufhhhh

[valentineveils]

man they werent lying astarion does look softer when he's lookin at romanced tav in act 3 . what the fuck man

[funsize-cenobites]

Mihawk-Brain-Eating-Syndrome has seized me.

The post that started this whole train of thought came from @manofbeskar who's Mihawk thoughts, Mishanks heartwrenchers, and absolutely gorgeous art are so inspiring I feel chewing-on-the-doorframe feral every time I check their blog.

Mihawk has a complicated relationship with vivre cards. Yet despite all efforts at keeping the world and everyone in it at Yoru length he still manages to keep collecting bits of them.

Not many nowadays, its a rather intimate affair after all; to have someone give you a literal piece of their life so that you may always find them no matter where in the wide seas you may be. Assuring that you'll be the first to know should they leave that world entirely.

Far too intimate. It feels too obvious, too heavy handed, too much like handing him your heart and asking him to carry it. Such a thing is heavier than any blade and all the bloody deeds he can never truly wipe from the steel.

Its gentle and vulnerable and human. All the things Mihawk is convinced he could play at but never truly be again. But... I imagine at the start of his journey, maybe he was a touch more open. Perhaps accepting his first from a mentor as a parting of ways though he didn't yet have one of his own to offer in return.

Strange how a simple piece of card in his palm could feel like an open door. Always there, inviting him home. Always there, until it wasn't.

Mihawk will never forget the first time he felt one burning away into nothing in his hands. It went up so quick.. He had no idea it could take less than a minute to burn a home.

Then perhaps he found a crew, a more tangible place to nest and he suddenly had more vivre cards than he could tuck away on his person in a timely manner. Perhaps it became a ritual of sorts each morning, a part of his routine to tuck each one away. The captain, vice captain, and the rest of the specialists lining the inner band of his hat while the rest of the crew were individually squirreled away. A meditation, grounding and quiet. He would use it to remind himself of his role as the crew's swordsman, as their protector.

How could he forget the sharp sear of each individual card burning away, stuck close to his skin by waterlogged clothing as he dragged himself ashore gasping and choking on sea and blood and smoke. Having been left by marines that assumed he would drown because- perhaps pointed out by one that had deceived him, made Mihawk believe they were his friend to be led back to his family:

"No freak like that could exist without having eaten the devil's fruit."

How could he forget the embers escaping, dancing in the evening gloam like fireflies swarming around him? There were so many.. now there are none and gods he's been so empty since. How could such a small piece of paper take so much of him? To kill a man with a blade, even butchering him inelegantly, would be a greater mercy so long as he was dead.

Nowadays Mihawk knows better. Knows better than to trust or be trusted. That blades might chip and tarnish but they dont burn, never completely.

Yoru hums and sings in his hands as he wields her and she does not feel like home.. but she feels solid and eternal and cold. She will never burn. Her weight is bearable.

Impersonal.

Professional.

Yoru makes death an art in his hands. She is the brush not the paper, spattering fireflies over a night sky.

. . .

For years after, he kept far from others. Deciding to never get so close to anyone ever again. Safe in the knowledge he would never feel the burning sting of loss nor the cold cut of betrayal so acutely. Trust was a double edged blade, perhaps the only one he truly couldn't handle.

He was no protector.. so he wouldn't try to be.

Instead Mihawk would hunt. Chasing the marines mercilessly. Cutting a bloody path through their ranks and burning their fucking fortresses to the ground. At first they spoke of him as an insane lone swordsman, then a one man army, then a monster, a demon. The relentless yellow eyed freak that stalked the seas and nightmares of future vice admirals.

He systematically killed all those that harmed him. A shadow over the shore, a rogue wave swallowing their ships, a curse of vengeance come to reap. He destroyed all the records of his crew that he could get his hands on. If he must be cursed to slowly forget them over time, then the world government didnt deserve their memory either.

And so on it went for a time. Long enough for the hunt to lose its luster. Slaughtering sheep by the herd in search of a rare wolf.

Mihawk had almost forcibly forgotten about Vivre cards as a concept. His own remained untouched, never moving from where he hid it. He had no friends, no family, no nakama. Only a dwindling list of worthy foes to test himself against.

Until the day the king of pirates died. Until their golden age truly began.

Until he met Shanks, who held out a hand and asked him to step out of the monochrome past and into a thousand possible vibrant futures. Ones of lush reds and glittering golds, of polished onyx black and the purest, deepest blue.

.

"Here," Shanks said suddenly one night, holding out a small scrap of paper. The both of them were perched atop the ruins of a high sea wall on some remote island, enjoying the cold breeze from the north after a hard fought duel.

Mihawk, for all his composure, blanched. "What is that?" He knew and he did not take it.

"What do you think it is? Its a piece of my card." He said it so simply. Like it barely occured to him how precious such a thing was. Shanks didn't drop his arm, even as the silence stretched out between them.

"No."

"Come on, Takanome- Dont be like that! We're nak--"

"Rivals." He cut the younger man off abruptly. His chest felt too hot and too tight, burning and burning and, "We are rivals, Akagami."

Shanks must've been pouting, he could hear it in his voice, "Even more reason for you to take it. We could duel every day if you could always find me~ Come on.. Please? I want you to have it."

"...."

Hawkeyes glanced at his best friend rival and immediately regretted it. Shank's face was always full of so much hope, so much faith in... something.. It made Mihawk's heart catch in his throat every time to see those big earnest eyes staring at him almost as if, for a moment, it was faith in him.

"I don't know if I can give you mine.." He murmured. Shanks smiled soft, a little sad, and infuriatingly understanding without needing to know anything.

"I dont need it. I know you'll always find me." He pressed his heart, his home the scrap into Mihawk's palm and closed the swordsman's fingers over it. "And if I need to find you.. I'll just ask the wind."

[iivari-ii]

MY FRIEND GOT ME GAMBIT’S DEBUT COMIC OH MY GOD????

@r1ot-ghoul going so insane over this, gnawing the bars of my enclosure jESUS CHRIST

[thisisahyperfixationnow]

Get jumpscared it’s November 5th

(for everyone who got unexpected flashbacks because they forgot the date)

[beanghostprincess]

Winry is way stronger than me because if somebody ever did something as intimate as this to me I would lose it so fucking fast I would start crying and kissing the shit out of Ed what the actual fuck

[kaurwreck]

oh, i figured out aya's skill.

[tethered-heartstrings]

genuinely am not sure how I'm expected to get enough sleep, go to school, do all my assignments, study, exercise, keep up with dishes and laundry, keep my house clean, shower everyday, buy groceries, prepare 3 (healthy) meals a day and eat them, and not explode in the process???

[hideyseek]

DROP KICKING. MY MANAGER. INTO THE SUN.