#ba management

[ncigulf]

[lotus-pear]

i think you guys are onto smth..

i unironically got invested in this HELP

[theabigailthorn]

LIVESTREAM TONIGHT!

1930 british time!

I'll be chatting about my role as Sharako Lohar in House of the Dragon, including all about the audition process, character creation, and filming. My YouTube audience are a huge part of my acting career so I want to make sure you feel included in this success!

[non-plutonian-druid]

[ID: a The Umbrella Academy-themed tarot card, illustrated in a way that is supposed to resemble the style of the comics (though how well that is achieved is up for debate). It is Judgement, featuring an illustration of the Swedes, holding guns and looming sternly. One is dressed as a milkman and the other two are wearing heavy jackets. End ID.]

we're officially in the countdown to the last five!

[jeskerthefool]

Thermidor? What thermidor? Look at them, they're fineeeee

[satansapartments]

hey hey hey hey btw the sacramento show from october is up on the archive. you should listen to it. genuinely one of the best goats shows i’ve been to. the crowd energy was wild, it was the first time jd had played sacramento since the 90s. waylon jennings live. solo heel turn 2. very cowbell-heavy no children. partial bowie cover?? wear black!

[battlefordreamdiner]

24. Fries

[captainjonnitkessler]

My posts about participating in your union apply to everyone except for Jane*, the woman in the union subcommittee I chair who just tried for the third time to unilaterally shut down an event she doesn't actually run because she didn't like someone's "attitude" towards her. Jane should actually participate in my union significantly less

[why-the-heck-not]

the good thing is that I think I finally found the final focus for my thesis. the bad thing is that it’s 2AM and I got so much adrenaline from that that I will never sleep

[casiavium]

I really need to be cleaning my room but. fanfiction I'd write if I had time but I Do Not

There are several ghiralink fic storylines that are along the lines of "Link gets exactly what he thinks he wants and turns out it isn't really what he needs" (whether real or a dream-state) that have him taking Ghirahim's sword and gaining complete control over him and the themes are of personhood and power and complacency. be careful what you wish for type things. A few that are Ghirahim killing Link/Link losing and realizing he would rather have him alive and fighting instead of dead/given up because it was more fun than way, but usually end up being sad. oh well I guess for the former and teaming up with Link to defeat Demise for the latter.

What I want to write is the themes of scenario 1 but role reversed so it's like scenario 2 with Ghirahim having the "this isn't what I wanted" moment. Ghiralink adds, usually as a joke, a level of "if I can't kill you, maybe you could join me ;)" and I want to write more or less Link doing that, Link being a perfect subservient extension that does everything he wants him to and he doesn't regret it (he can't), but Ghirahim having the realization that he doesn't want someone who is nothing more than an object for him to use. A doll. A sword.

And then, how Link has guilt over Fi and the Master Sword and his role as hero and how Hylia controls him but he's no better than her, Ghirahim realizing Link is now what he is to Demise and rethinking his own position. Is this what Demise thinks of me. Is that why he treats me the way he does. And he takes his anger out on Link but Link can't fight back anymore. Link doesn't want to fight back anymore, and not in a depressed it's hopeless kind of way, but in the same way Ghirahim accepted Demise pulling the sword out of his chest.

When Ghirahim is empty and goes isn't this what you wanted, Link can genuinely say no because he has a hero's heart and conscience and never meant for anyone to get hurt. When Link goes I am what you made me, Ghirahim has to face that fact that yes, he is, and he is made in my image, and I do not want this anymore.

[nanamis-bigtie]

stop scaring the kid, you dufus, you know well no one and nothing at that time could threaten you

[ofgain]

The Manager has been dealing with the paperwork following a rabid fizzbot fan breaking into the factory all day. He's been moody and keeps subconsciously circling Mammon's legs like a cat seeking affection. You should probably do something about it before you trip over him—

It was not hard to notice that the little Fizz bot seemed agitated. His irritation at whatever was currently on his mind was starting to rub off on Mammon for he himself was beginning to grow irritated. He wasn't sure how much longer he could tolerate them circling around his feet. Taking in a small inhale from his cigarette he bends over, enough to pluck Manager by one of his jester's sleeves and lift him up; placing him gently on his shoulder.

"What's bothering you? You've been pacing like mad around my feet. At this rate you'll leave a grooved circle on my floor..."

The Sin exhales, smoke bellowing out from between his teeth, "I swear you're going to start sparking at this rate."

$ @fizziefactory

[novemberthewriter]

girl why this person in this school group always so like, covertly condescending ehdjdjddk I been seeing they replies for ages thinking 'maybe im just being autistic' but nah ion wike their communication style

[jaunty-skeletons]

the transmigrators get an extra screen that lets them talk to the deceased as part of a system DLC and they name it the OuiJiu Board

[oh-meow-swirls]

need to keep watching the anime at somepoint. idr what episode i was on anymore tho tbh. and also idk if there's any ✨totally legal websites✨ that have the rest of dub season 3 i wanna be able to watch more than three episodes of season 3 in the dub-

[islandiis]

BLINDSIDED !!

send BLINDSIDED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were betrayed or shocked by what someone did

There are two men pinning him down by his ankles and by his wrists.

The sky is clear and the air is cold, and the grass he's been forced down into is certainly preferable to the abrasive rock that forms their land. A little ways off, there are people he knows - a farmhand and his girlfriend, both skirting eighteen. They keep their heads carefully turned away from him, despite Leifur's hissing and screaming. One of the men snarls him to shut up, and Leifur spits at him.

It is the fucking Norwegians, this is their doing. Leifur liked Tór, despite - he understood now - their initial meeting being an invasion. Tór gave him food. Deep down — despite failing to understand the intricacies of their existence, nor the political plays that these mortals weaponise — Leifur does not wish to believe that this is Tór's fault. It is the people, the Norwegian people, who came here to conquer and to pillage. Under Tór's instruction, yes, and yet...

Could Tór stop this, if he so wished? Could the Góðar?

It is King Olaf who sent Stefnir, King Olaf who sent Thangbrand to the Góðar, King Olaf who - now - has taken several of his people hostage in Norway. It is King Olaf threatening to take their life, should Iceland not convert.

He is aware, too, that the Góðar speak endlessly about Norway. That's all they ever seem to talk about: Norway, Norway, Norway. Friends, that's what they are, and they have to stay that way. It is because of Olaf. No decisions are ever made without the King's presence looming. He doesn't understand why, but he doesn't understand a lot of things. He thinks King Olaf is evil, and he cannot understand why his countrymen simply bow their heads to him. After all — is he not mortal, too?

"Fuck you," he hisses at the men, jerking his wrists against the restraints — ineffectually. Few men would be so heinous as to treat a child this way, but Leifur is no mortal child. He is an immortal boy, physically only five or six — but right now he is a rabid animal, the explosive embodiment of all the great fires of their land. He unleashes a barrage of curses a boy of his age should certainly not know, and he attempts to bite at one man's wrist. "Fuck you! You don't care about Sturla. You never cared about Sturla!"

"You don't even fucking know Sturla, boy."

Leifur spits at him again, then throws his head back against the ground and screams.

His countrymen all know him as a strange boy, coming and going as wildly as the winds of their homelands — and behaving just as erratically. His presence tends to inspire a variety of reactions: some find him endearing, while some find him offputting. They all find him familiar, though, even those he has never met before. He is, after all, the land they walk on and the water they drink. Regardless of how they may find him, he will be exist as they born and as they die.

"Stefnir destroyed everything!"

"And Stefnir is never coming back here."

"And now they've taken Sturla, your 'friend'. Coward!"

The man's chest heaves with rage, and for a moment he looks ready to strike the boy. "You question my fortitude as a man?"

Leifur stops thrashing momentarily to hold the man's gaze, violet eyes all but coring the man from the inside. "I don't question it. You are a coward."

Finally, the man grabs his hair and slams the boy's head back into the earth. Leifur doesn't seem to care or even really react, continuing, "And everyone who Thangbrand got are cowards!"

So, this boy is nothing more than a heathen, is he? It is unusual for one so young - and so isolated - to feel so strongly against the Christians. It was easier to understand it from the farmhands or the sons of the Góðar, but this boy who simply roams, who exists outside the bounds of their society? He doesn't even engage with the Góðar as he should. He may be their land, but he is disrespectful — a lucky little boy who does not know to appreciate what he has. It is infuriating, listening to him whine about the King and the political affairs he takes no interest in. Many of the Góðar are displeased, of course — but law is law, and blood is blood.

"You speak ill of the King and he will have your head, child."

"At least my head won't be bowed. I'm not a coward."