#WHERES YOUR ORIGINALITY MAN

[corvidcrafts273]

lmao

'People are panicking about AI tools the same way they did when the calculator was invented, stop worrying' cannot stress enough the calculator did not forcibly pervade every aspect of our lives, has such a low error rate it's a statistical anomaly when it does happen, isn't built on mass plagiarism, and does not obliterate the fucking environment when you use it. Be so fucking serious right now

[mischievous-thunder]

Wade and Logan assuring each other across the multiverse

[dustykneed]

Picture this; Bones holding Joanna, rocking her to sleep and the part in Beautiful Boy where it’s like “The monster's gone, He's on the run, And your daddy's here” is playing. :,)

Fatherhood gives you certain... skills. Coincidentally, this is also how Jim finds out that Bones sings.

:'))

[thereweredragonshere]

I skip all Hiccstrid scenes in Rtte because buffstrid is not canon💔

[sadlynotthevoid]

I'm not sure if I told you guys about the time I dreamed that 20ish Jason Todd died yet again and Death was pissed off because "really? Again? Wtf Batman. The universe doesn't keep reviving your son just so you can see how much he lasts!" And "He has a work to do you know?!". Besides, she's fond of the bright young soul.

So, she calls her uncle to help him. And what you know? Her uncle is the God of Death (because yes, my brain is like that sometimes). They sit to talk and come up with a solution.

First, taking advantage of the effects still present of the last time-space crisis and the spirits protecting the soul, they regress the time of this universe to when Jay had just left All Caste, way before he had came back to Gotham.

Then, Death places Red Hood!Jason's memories on the soul of his younger self. Not too harsh to force his soul to crack, but not too light to let them fall. Just deep enough so he finds them when he meditates.

And by last, God of Death tells the spirits where they should guide the boy to. The perfect place for him.

Where is the best place for a soul who craves for home and safety? Of course, that's with someone who has the heart to care and accept a new loved one and the determination to protect them.

That's how Jason Todd, teenage assassin in an existential crisis, ends up waking up in the softest bed he has ever been in some foreign country. At his side there's a redhead teen sitting in a sofa, a book in his hands and other boy— this one with black hair and pajamas— lying on his lap.

The redhead— Cale, as he presents himself— is mysterious but kind hearted guy. He also knows things. So much so that if he weren't as he is, Jason would suspect. As things are, he knows he's just used to collect information. A bit like a bat, but not quite. A bat would plan how to use it against the possible enemy. Cale? Well, he doesn't even bother to hide what he realized about him. He's also ridiculously casual about it.

Who offers an assassin if they want their hidden weapons back? This guy, apparently.

Jason only knows he's not totally unconscious because at one point an old guy entered with tea and pastries for the three and Cale, the little shit, choose that moment to reassure Jason.

"Don't worry. My butler is an assassin too and we don't treat him different for it."

The old geezer almost let got the porcelain teapot to the floor. Though, points for him for recovering so fast.

"Young master? May this Ron know who you would be talking about?"

"Hm? Who do you think? Hans? The only thing he can kill is Rok Soo's humor. It's you, obviously."

"..."

Rok Soo, the sleeping beauty complex guy pretending to be asleep on Cale's lap, was sweating badly. If everyone in the room weren't already aware he was clearly pretending, someone may had thought he was ill.

Later on, he realizes there was a reason Cale had said that at that moment.

He's looking at the butler subtly terrorize the boys to behave, treating the siblings like two particularly mischievous puppies. Then he turns around and uses the same tune to advise him to be careful with his wounds. And that's when he thinks 'Oh. He doesn't see me as a menace'.

Of course he doesn't. His employer just confirmed he's aware of his identity— at least partially— and his own nature. The biggest advantage of an assassin is their secrecy. After their identity is exposed, the only reason they won't attack is if the assassin believes the risk is worthy. Telling the assassin he knows he's an assassin was his way to show Jason's own intentions: none.

Jason didn't intend to end up in that field where these teens find him. He didn't intend to be brought in their vacation house. He definitely didn't plan that the people to found him passed out would be whoever these rich guys were.

But he didn't have anything against all of this either.

Well, maybe the wound. He could make it without the blood loose and the soon-to-be scar to add to his collection.

Either way, at least he had a safe place to stay and think. Just think. Because, the memories he saw— what is he supposed to do now that he has his answer?

His da— Bruce. Bruce didn't care for him as much as Jason does for Bruce. Bruce obviously didn't love him as he thought. And certainly, Bruce was way more willingly to harm him than he believed.

And Jason— well, Jason couldn't waste a second life on a man who didn't put hin even at the same level than the Joker of all people. But maybe his expectatives were too high? He hadn't planned what to do if his life was meaningless to him.

So, Jason needed time. Time to ponder and heal. Those things are better done in a safe place.

That's what Jason has in mind when Cale offers him to stay with them.

[theborgqueen2]

Chakotay????? A boring character?????

[elderwisp]

◁ || ▷ now playing

Gabriel: Find anything good? 

Theo: Nah, a lot of the newer stuff is kinda blegh. 

Gabriel: We could always look at those cool picture books with birds. I like those. 

Theo: Of course you would like the picture books.

Gabriel: No shame. 

Theo: He likes to drink milk with his bedtime stories.

Gabriel: Oh so you got jokes?

Theo: Plenty. Hilarious ones too. 

Gabriel: [ snickers ] Maybe you should be a comedian. 

Theo: If dancing doesn’t work out, I just might.

Gabriel: I mean, hypothetically, what would happen if things didn’t work out?

Theo: Oh I’d simply be devastated. No, things have to work out.

Gabriel: I mean, you always got family to fall back on, no?

Theo: Well, that would be my last option.

Gabriel: Huh.

-

Gabriel: You cool with your family, Theo?

Theo: Hm? Oh yeah. Everything’s normal.

Gabriel: Normal’s such a unique concept because what’s normal to me, might be the complete opposite for you. 

Theo: I dunno. A lot of concepts don’t make sense, you know? 

Gabriel: So it’s better to not ask questions.

Theo: You might not like the answer.

Gabriel: Try me.

Theo: I- [ sighs ] Things were fine, then they weren’t. It always starts that way. My parents are close-minded folk and they couldn’t stand the idea that their kid didn’t want to conform. I’m good now.

Gabriel: I see. 

Theo: Things need to work out for me here, Gabriel.

Gabriel: So let’s make sure of it, yeah?

Theo: Deal.

[dotpyenji]

happy bisexual day to those who celebrate

[ratatatastic]

"...where everybody is...except for-little bit further for barky but it's good for me!" you can tell matthew has never stopped chirping sasha for living in boca (most of the sane guys chose places in ft lauderdale) which is a good half hour drive away from both amerant bank and the iceplex and those etas are sans traffic! the i-95 gets so congested i cant imagine what the drive is like when its rush hour lmaoooo yeah sasha deserves to be chirped to hell and back for choosing boca raton of all places and yeah no wonder this guys got a lead foot on the pedal huh

the fond little smile like oh here he goes again he does this all the time and matthews cheesy little proud grin "yes i do give you grief over this! its not the first time and it wont be the last time! i will keep doing it until you move closer to me!!"

HAPPY RAT ALERT! hes certified in the art of subtly that is if you chirp your captain enough maybe he will listen to the hints youre dropping and will in fact not live so far away maybe he will move into your house

the old married couple are doing old married things

"barky are you going to move closer to the facility?"our beat has to have their fun too and if it makes sasha smile then i can allow it! yes thats it bully him into moving closer!!!

edmonton oilers @ florida panthers game 5 post practise interview | 6.18.24 (x)

[noweakergirl]

dare I say... superior trope

[numberonewarcheifshipper]

I think that there's an interesting conversation to be had around the warriors being reimagined so many times from it's original novelization to where we are now that it has lost a lot of it's core themes

The themes exploring how toxic masculinity affects male spaces, the idea of nature vs nurture, and how gang culture takes advantage of youth is so far removed that it's more and more of a stretch to reach it every time that a new adaptation comes across, it's further gone.

You go from the warriors being explicitly in high-school, doing stupid dickheaded things that gang members do and displaying this immaturity, to the only warrior in high-school being Rembrandt, to making the warriors age ambiguous. Aging down Fox to be younger than Rembrandt, (belittling the change that they decided to make with her sacrifice and changing a lot of group dynamics without switching the ways that characters interact) But the thing about that is that it means that you lose a larger point from the warriors: that gang culture takes advantage of the youth and uses them. In trying to make the warriors likable to current audiences you lose the original points and belittle the source material you are trying to honor.

While I love every adaptation of warriors, I do think it's an interesting conversation to be had on if it's right to continue to re-adapt this franchise, and to blur the original points further in efforts to make the characters more likeable

[gay--dog]

i could be tumblr famous but unfortunately im just too swagful and awesome for most tumblr users to accept me

[pelcrow]

my oc Jack at one of his lowest moments. all alone and by his own hand.

[alongtidesoflight]

why is it that when you're biracial and you talk to white westerners once the question of your heritage comes up they jump to the absolute worst interpretation of it

[brofightiscancelled]

ok kind of an insane ask so feel free to ignore but would you be able to translate "友達バリア" by deco*27? i can't find any translations online and i wanna see if i'm right about the song kind of fitting the matsus... it's also a banger imo

- vocamatsu anon

omg.... tbh i have a feeling deco will make a video for this one which means we'll get an official english translation of it, rendering this completely redundant, but i'm really cheesed to have been asked, so i gave it a shot for you anyways <3

Friend-zoned, love fire, sparks flying HIBANA We're ready, set to lock horns, love's ultimate showdown I'm outmatched- but it's not over yet! I won't let this end! With a dazzling, never-give-up attitude, I'll break through your defenses!

The despair of never getting anything more of this Your behavior, nor what's going on in your head- I can't read it at all! I can't help but envy the kindness you radiate Omnidirectional compatibility- it's just not for me

Carefully-picked down-played words The outcome: A bloody heart True feelings double-crossed by embarrassment; how frustrating, I'm changing sides But that won't fill up my heart What I want is nothing more than to be by your side If you've got something to say, then say it- 'til I defeat you, that is! 3, 2, 1!

Friend-zoned, love fire, sparks flying HIBANA We're ready, set to lock horns, love's ultimate showdown I'm outmatched- but it's not over yet! I won't let this end! With a dazzling, never-give-up attitude, I'll break through your defenses!

I want you to like me! I want you to like me! Friend-zoned, love fire, hey, say "I give up"! With a dazzling, never-give-up attitude, I'll break through your defenses!

Fun things, good feelings- without you, they have no taste at all Sadness, jealousy- if they're cuz of you, then I don't mind them Let's throw down, bro! Better to regret doing it, than not doing it at all! A feeling like I won't need any special moves, YEAH I'm sure everything will be OKAY With an endless supply of love, you're undefeated, AYE Play dead, BYE BYE I'll be the one to throw the first punch

Friend-zoned, love fire, sparks flying HIBANA We're ready, set to lock horns, love's ultimate showdown The lonely and timid me is already no more! With a dazzling, blazing flair, I'll burn through your defenses!

Do you like me yet? Do you like me yet? Friend-zoned, love fire, now, let's immerse ourselves in love! With a dazzling, blazing flair, a never-ending HAO sweetener battle!

Do you like me yet? Do you like me yet? Friend-zoned, love fire, now, let's immerse ourselves in love! With a dazzling, blazing flair, a never-ending HAO sweetener battle!

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my notes:

my overall interpretation of this song is "I'm trying to break through the friend zone (friendship barrier) so that you like me instead of thinking of me as a friend", so any vagueness in translation went in that direction

The use of "lock horns" in the official translation snippet + the HAO motifs give me the mental image of like, a hand-to-hand kung fu battle, so I leaned towards that imagery whenever there was vagueness (as opposed to like, a military campaign, for example)

deco's official english translations tend to be very liberal, so i tried to keep my translation a little more literal

[prettyboynapoleonsolo]

I think a lot about how if Solo enlisted at 15/16 (he had to have enlisted between January 1945 and Germany's surrender in May, and he only turned 16 in March), he didn't finish high school. Did he ever get around to getting his GED? Could he have gotten his GED? After all, he stayed in Germany after the War instead of returning to the US, not to mention his cover would have fallen apart if he had to hand over his academic records. Or was he simply too busy learning languages and stealing art to bother? Did he get it during his time with the CIA?

Solo probably knows enough about art and antiquities to have a Master's degree just from personal experience, but did he ever study it? Did he teach himself or learn it from other art thieves? Did he ever think about going to school for it?