#assisted hunt

[emotionally-eager-assistant]

V is in the kitchen, microwaving some water for her hot cocoa. Her thermos is open on the countertop waiting to be useful. She's clicking with the lighter in her pocket while she waits, watching the timer carefully. She wants to stop the alarm from going off, no point in waking anybody up.

Work is tough with so many people leaving, she's picking up way more slack than she thought she would have to. She got a new high score for kills this morning. Delightful.

She ignores the sound of footsteps she hears. She thinks it's in her head. For once, they're real.

Not again. Annoying.

(-@emotionally-helpful-illusionist)

|Miss Gi had no pleasures in interacting with the men that worked beneath The Administrator. Actually, she hated interacting with anybody, Administrator included. Aside from Miss Pauling she'd have to guess. It was simply a matter of moral, something she found herself a little startled she still had.| |The woman scoffs quietly as she fiddles with the papers in her arms, organizing them as she always does as she walks down long hallways. She was advised to give a contract to a merc, although she couldn't find any folders on this... What was it... Something about Illusion? She doesn't remember, or well. She doesn't care| |Why would she care?| |Her heels clicked against the marble floor as she turned the corner, finally stumbling her way into the kitchen where she was alerted the other would be. As per the information of the camera tucked away in the corner of the room. She clears her throat slowly, having expected to see the boy she almost always sees, what Scout or something? Boy scout. Something. The annoying boy who wouldn't leave Pauling alone. Right yes. Him. She was almost never assigned to give contracts to the other men, just that annoying boy.| |Much to her pleasant surprise this wasn't that boy, nor did it look like any of the men she knew about. This was someone new! A woman nonetheless! Oh joy! Her tense shoulders drop almost instantly.| "Good morning, uhhh" |She pauses to give a little sticky note on top of her folders a glance.| "Illusionist was it?" |The name falls from her mouth slowly, slurred with a heavy accent that has the word falling off her lips in a clunky manner.| "Miss Pauling sent me"

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hello Madam. Sorry Madam.

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[teethands]

little snapshots of a mod i have been working on for a few days, cenozoicraft, understandably based around adding cenozoic animals to the minecraft world along with neolithic tools. its heavily based around hunting and utilizing animal parts. most of what is here is tamable and rideable with fun little taming mechanics, so dont expect to be able to waltz up to a smilodon. more to come soon

[cicada-candy]

if anyones wondering what the vibes in the archives in this au are in my head:

This random guy swans into the institute:

1) marked by so many of the fears you'd think he was collecting them,

2) Sneaks up on an Omniscient Avatar Of A God Of Fear, and

3) Baffles a harbinger of death because he Cannot See This One What

and he somehow walks out with a job because the afformentioned god of fear wants to know What His Fucking Deal Is.

Chaos Ensues.

[jangmi-latte]

HEEEELLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO UIWEEF8F741E79F85G+*85G-+EG85G85RGES+4T85+4E5Y8556RUH85T+9H5R+9H58+9R85R GROOVLING ON THE FLOOR KICKING MY FEET CRYING AN OCEAN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THYUES ESLOOSKEF SOF SIUJGORDNROG SEFLIO;IND

[gazihsah]

「to be beautiful, is to be hunted」

[tswwwit]

Thinking about the incubus one shot you did a few years back and now I'm just imagining a series of unexplained deaths hitting the town, and the deaths have seemingly no correlation save for the fact that the victims all bullied Dipper at one point or another, and eventually figuring out that the incubus that would later try and seduce Bill disguised as Dipper used that same trick to suck the life force out of all the victims, and it worked every time because the ones who picked on Dipper the hardest were actually crushing on him 100%. It gets hairy because only one person survived their incubus encounter, and because the incubus was disguised as Dipper, they accuse him of being some kind of killer and the town gets suspicious of him and so Bill and Dipper have to clear his name. I hope that makes sense 😭

[claptraprights]

playing a game that I like to call "spot the misogyny"

[brown-little-robin]

~

[worstloki]

Thor: Loki, which berries were poisonous, the blue ones or the yellow ones? Loki: The blue ones. Thor: Unrelated to last question, but… Could you help me get to the healers? Loki: Why didn't you ask before you ate them!?

Thor wasn’t supposed to eat them 😔

[emotionally-eager-assistant]

THINK FAST

*throws cheese at you and zooms off*

-the 🧀 anon

TWAP

WHA- I JUST FINISHED WASHING MY HAIR!!! PORQUE!!!

[largemandrill]

I like to imagine that it’s the same Tibia Mariner every time. He just moves.

[notjanine]

me a week ago: i love my job!!

me now, after having a mid-year review that amounted to you’re doing an excellent job and you bring such a valuable perspective to our practice but i don’t have the ability to give you a raise right now but don’t worry bc i just hired a new CFO to try to figure out money so we can maybe give you a raise later this year: *breaks into a cold sweat as i crack open indeed dot com*

[strangenewwords]

omg some job listings:

"Not locked into just working 9-5 and embraces an "until it gets done" attitude."

as someone who used to pull 65-80+ hr work weeks in corporate America, never ever ever ever ever apply for a job that says this.

it means they don't value your life. and that pretty salary? it gets really small when you add up the hours.

[found--family]

they couldn't let cesar and jesse return bc they would've taken one look at dean and cas interacting and known they had it bad for each other