#i totally fangirled

[sheikfangirl]

"This is more me. Don't you think, Hero?" 🔥

Shout-out to my ZHS buddy @chihuahuana!! She suggested Puppet Zelda in a Gloom Dess, inspired by THIS 👇 ...i had absolutely no other choice but to draw it 🤣🤷‍♀️

She my Lady and Master. I love her okay! T_T

✋Glory to Puppet Zelda !

[pikapeppa]

"Love is like water or air. It is an infinite force of nature, and giving love to one person doesn’t mean there is less of it for anyone else."

-- Halsin from an upcoming chapter of my own fic lmao

Meet Brynn Bladetongue: half-drow sorceress-bard, at your service, with the two loves of her life, depicted with ABSOLUTE PERFECTION by @jukeboxindie! Don't mind me, just deeply obsessed with this perfect art of my babygirl with her boyfriends 🥰

You can read about Brynn and each of her boys here on AO3!

[emmathe82nd]

Watching dan and Phil videos from 2009 and thinking about how the interactive space adventure video was one of dan’s favorite videos

And how when he visited in December before Christmas Phil probably asked him what kind of video he wants to film and dan probably told Phil how incredible his interactive space adventure video was like how did he even do all that it must have taken so long. And Phil was probably like well we could do one together if you want, I can show you how I did everything and you can be in the video! And then they made the interactive Christmas adventure video 😊 and dan was probably fangirling so hard

In case anyone didn’t know stillarchivingdnp has uploaded playable versions of both of these videos by putting the links in the description instead of having annotations so if you haven’t seen them because YouTube made them unplayable go watch them:

[anyataylordelrey]

@awomanunkind casually dropping the most accurate statement ever said

SHES SO RIGHT!!!!

[uhhlifeig]

Quidditch Pitch - Nov. 27 - word count: 710 - @wolfstarmicrofic

The Gryffindor stands were buzzing with energy as the players zoomed onto the Quidditch pitch. 

Up in the commentator’s box, Remus Lupin adjusted the enchanted microphone and smiled. “Welcome to today’s match: Gryffindor versus Slytherin!” His voice echoed over the stadium. “Let’s hope no one dies today, yeah?”

McGonagall was shaking her head exasperatedly beside him.

Remus sighed. The introductions were always the most boring part. “On the Gryffindor side, we have Alex Brown, Mackenzie Glen, and James Potter, Chasers. Our Beaters are Sirius Black and Marlene McKinnon, and Cassidy West and Noah Logsden as Keeper and Seeker respectively.”

Sirius tilted his broom in a mock bow towards the dirty blonde when Remus said his name.

“On the Slytherin side,” the werewolf continued, “we have Dorcas Meadowes, Mark Sanders, and Darcy Avery as Chasers, Kim Johnson and Carmilla Rivers as Beaters, Jackson Mulciber as Keeper, and their Seeker is Regulus Black. Yes, another Black! Because one wasn’t enough, apparently.”

Regulus scowled at the commentary box, adjusting his gloves.

“And they’re off!” Remus announced as Madam Hooch blew her whistle. The players soared into the air, James immediately snatching the Quaffle.

“Potter has the Quaffle- shockingly, not his biggest achievement today. He managed to  not fall on his face this morning, folks. It’s a miracle.”

James threw him a dirty look as he dodged a Bludger.

“Oh, McKinnon with a fantastic hit! That’s right, show them how Gryffindor Beaters roll.”

Meanwhile, Regulus darted across the pitch. Remus just managed to catch a glimpse of his face before he flew away.

“And there’s the younger Black giving us all a masterclass on brooding while flying. A true Slytherin strategy- if they can’t win, they’ll look better losing.”

James shot toward the goalposts, weaving through the Slytherin defense with Sirius taking out anyone who got too close.

“Potter goes for it- he shoots, he scores!” Remus cheered. “Look at him. So proud of himself. That’s Gryffindor ten, Slytherin zero!”

A few moments passed without any excitement- until a well-aimed Bludger from Sirius sent the Quaffle spiraling out of a Slytherin’s grasp. James dove to intercept.

“Look at older Black and McKinnon proving that teamwork makes the dream work! And Potter- oh, look at that catch! Someone’s showing off.”

Remus watched as Sirius and Regulus crossed paths mid-air, gazes locking briefly before the younger flew away in search of the Snitch.

“And there’s the Black brothers, sharing a tender sibling moment,” the werewolf drawled. “Truly touching. Almost makes you forget they’re trying to knock each other out of the sky.”

James’s next pass was intercepted by a Slytherin Chaser, who charged toward the Gryffindor goalposts.

“Finally, some action from Slytherin! And there goes West, looking vaguely concerned. Can she- oh, no, she can’t. Goal for Slytherin. It’s ten-all, folks!”

A Bludger shot past his friend by mere inches, Sirius swerving out of the way when he saw it hurtling at him. Remus breathed out a breath of relief, announcing, “Sirius Black narrowly avoids a Bludger! Shocking reflexes from a man who tripped over his own feet this morning.”

A cheer sounded as Marlene sent Carmilla reeling with a Bludger to the shoulder.

“McKinnon, good job,” Remus said, his grin audible. “Show those Slytherins who’s boss around here.”

Eventually, Regulus dove for the ground, looking as if he had spotted the Snitch. Noah followed him, but the moment he realized it was a feint, he swerved upwards.

“And Baby Black pulls a Wronski Feint! Probably trying to pull more than that today, if you know what I mean,” Remus remarked with a sly tone.

Despite the chaos, the match pressed on.

“And that’s Potter with another goal- I think his ego is taking over, folks.”

Noah suddenly shot forwards, having spotted the Snitch. Regulus tailed him, but the Gryffindor grabbed it a millisecond before the younger Black brother would have, cinching a win.

Remus leaned back in his chair, smiling. “And that’s the game, folks! Gryffindor takes it, thanks to teamwork, skill, and, let’s face it, sheer dumb luck. Better luck next time, Slytherin. ”

He started a timer in his mind. One, two, three…

Sirius flew right in front of the commentary box, grinning broadly. “I guess that good luck kiss really did work, Moony.”

[lovely-menza]

I went to pink floyd's their mortal remains in buenos aires last tuesday so I feel like sharing some pics I took there (bc I took a lot) :D

[ms-demeanor]

Since some people might want a Mac, I'll offer a Mac equivalent of your laptop guide from the perspective of a Mac/Linux person.

Even the cheapest Macs cost more than Windows laptops, but part of that is Apple not making anything for the low end of the tech spectrum. There is no equivalent Mac to an Intel i3 with 4 gigabytes of RAM. This makes it a lot easier to find the laptop you need.

That said, it is possible to buy the wrong Mac for you, and the wrong Mac for you is the 13-inch MacBook Pro with the Touch Bar. Get literally anything else. If it has an M2 chip in it, it's the most recent model and will serve you well for several years. Any new MacBook Air is a good pick.

(You could wait for new Macs with M3, but I wouldn't bother. If you are reading these guides the M3 isn't going to do anything you need done that a M2 couldn't.)

Macs now have integrated storage and memory, so you should be aware that whatever internal storage and RAM you get, you'll be stuck with. But if you would be willing to get a 256 gig SSD in a Windows laptop, the Mac laptop with 256 gigs of storage will be just as good, and if you'd be willing to get 8 gigs of RAM in a Windows laptop the Mac will perform slightly better with the same amount of memory.

Buy a small external hard drive and hook it up so Time Machine can make daily backups of your laptop. Turn on iCloud Drive so your documents are available anywhere you can use a web browser. And get AppleCare because it will almost certainly be a waste of money but wooooooow will you be glad it's there if you need it.

I get that you are trying to help and I am not trying to be mean to you specifically, but people shouldn't buy apple computers. That's why I didn't provide specs for them. Apple is a company that is absolutely terrible to its customers and its customers deserve better than what apple is willing to offer.

Apple charges $800 to upgrade the onboard storage from a 256GB SSD to a 2TB SSD.

A 2TB SSD costs between $75-100.

I maintain that any company that would charge you more than half the cost of a new device to install a $100 part on day one is a company making the wrong computer for you.

The point of being willing to tolerate a 256GB SSD or 8GB RAM in a Windows laptop is that you're deferring some of the cost to save money at the time of purchase so that you can spend a little bit in three years instead of having to replace the entire computer. Because, you see, many people cannot afford to pay $1000 for a computer and need to buy a computer that costs $650 and will add $200 worth of hardware at a later date.

My minimum specs recommendations for a mac would be to configure one with the max possible RAM and SSD, look at the cost, and choose to go buy three i7 windows laptops with the same storage and RAM for less than the sticker price of the macs.

So let's say you want to get a 14" Macbook pro with the lowest-level processor. That's $2000. Now let's bump that from 16GB RAM and a 512GB SSD to 32GB and 2TB. That gets you to $3000. (The SSD is $200 less than on the lower model, and they'll let you put in an 8TB SSD for $1800 on this model; that's not available on the 13" because apple's product development team is entirely staffed by assholes who think you deserve a shitty computer if you can't afford to pay the cost of two 1991 Jeep Cherokee Laredos for a single laptop).

For $3000 you can get 3 Lenovo Workstation laptops with i7 processors, 32GB RAM, and a 2TB SSD.

And look, for just $200 more I could go up to 48GB RAM and get a 4TB SSD - it costs $600 to upgrade the 14" mac from a 2TB SSD to a 4TB SSD so you could still get three laptops with more ram and the same amount of storage for the cost of one macbook.

I get that some people need to use Final Cut and Logic Pro, but hoo boy they sure are charging you through the nose to use products that have become industry standard. The words "capture" and "monopoly" come to mind even though they don't quite apply here.

"Hostile" does, though, especially since Mac users end up locked into the ecosystem through software and cloud services and become uncertain how to leave it behind if they ever decide that a computer should cost less than a month's rent on a shitty studio apartment in LA.

There's a very good reason I didn't give mac advice and that's because my mac advice is "DON'T."

[luckyxmisfortune]

heard of the new farmer?

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[hogwartslegacypics]

for everyone else who thinks seb and f!mc’s size difference is cute

[onceuponalegendbg-rwby]

The Queen has returned!

V1 finale time, baby!

Wonder if she also thinks Blake’s cat ears are cute? Not like she and Yang are both simps for Blake or anything. Lol

[vivianthepigeon]

MY POST WAS MENTIONED IN A YT VID??

It was for like 0.3 secs but HUH?!?

(Btw shes ColeyDoesThings on yt)

[mochimochimona]

Fortiche Studios are the GOATs

So, I got my hands on the german edition of the Arcane Artbook and Fortiche Studio is so awesome! And this quote made me laugh so hard, but context first: so they are talking about their influences, one of them being Monster. One of the team said that Jayce is reminding him of the protagonist, which he didn't like at first because he was so boring. He had the feeling Jayce was like that in the first season: Jayce just following (Mitläufer, someone who's just following others with no own agenda, no standing, no own personality), who makes wrong dicisions. Until at the end of season two, where he accepts the mistakes and the bad decisions he made and finally, WHO HE IS.

Yeah well, WHO IS HE AT THE END? FORTICHE HUH? What do you mean??

(also they "confirmed" in the artbook Jayce and Viktor are brothers turned enemies lol). I haven't read the whole thing but I think Fortiche were JayVik shippers, Linke and Riot were not and Fortiche did the french thing and...did it anyway :D This is very insightful, I may or may not be a Fortiche Studio Fangirl now. Also everyone at Fortiche seemed to be a Viktor Truther haha. This is wholesome honestly.

[roguerinzler]

totally forgot about bloëdhgarm ... the original furry catboy elf babygirl

[rememberwehadthestars]

Hugh Grant and his fangirl, Timothée Chalamet. 😍

Sources: 1, 2

[thatdeshigirl]

ok so i watched Totally Killer (2023) today andddd

TELL ME YOU CAN'T SEE IT I DARE YOU

i loved the movie and then the whole time i was thinking of hermione granger with her time turner back in the 3rd year (because jamie with her time machine, DUH)

[coruscantrhapsody]

Your prompt is: Anakin and Padme are delegates who meet at the 1990s DNC where they do the Macarena.

THANKS FOR THE PROMPT, BESTIE.

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Padme craned her neck, struggling to see past her fellow Wisconsin delegates to the rafters a few rows below, where Team California (along with everyone else in the room, herself included) was engaged in a rousing, impromptu performance of the Macarena.

As she sashayed left and swayed right, hands on her shoulders, her hips, Padme silently thanked the Democratic National Convention gods that her nieces had taught her the popular dance a few months prior. She was already one of the youngest members of the Wisconsin State Senate, and had a reputation for being a little too studious around the edges, to boot (a characterization the connotations of which she felt were unfair - didn't people want their representatives to approach their work with the utmost seriousness of purpose?) She would have died if she'd flubbed the dance of the year, and at the convention, to boot. She grimaced, imagining the headlines in the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel: "Wisconsin's Youngest Senator is Anything But Hip."

Frowning, she pushed the thought away and resumed her scan of the rafters below, all while staying on beat. (Take that, Imaginary Milwaukee Journal Sentinel Reporter And Your Made-up Hit Piece!) Suddenly, a head of short brunette hair came into view. Oh my god oh my god oh my god was that - ? Yes, it had to be -

"Oof!"

Suddenly, without realizing what was happening, Padme felt herself falling, falling, falling, no, she was upright, a hand was lifting her up by the arm, a hand which was attached to a guy whom she belatedly realized had barreled into her moments before.

"I am so sorry," the man began, looking absolutely mortified. Regaining her footing, Padme noticed that the man was wearing a light pink dress shirt and a mauve tie with beakers and other science lab accoutrements on it. She smiled, oddly charmed.

"It's alright. I should have been paying more attention." (Ever the diplomat.)

"No, it was all me. I'm not even supposed to be up here. I'm from the Arizona delegation. But I was just - I thought you had a good view of the California delegation from up here, and I just wanted to see if I could spot -"

"Nancy Pelosi," the man finished as Padme uttered the same name. They stared at each other. "Big fan?" the man asked, a small smile playing at the edges of his mouth. The thought came unbidden to Padme's head that it was rather a *nice* smile. And he had also been searching for her political hero at the same time? Who was this guy?

"I really admire her work combatting HIV/AIDS in the 80's," Padme explained. A concise and accurate answer that avoided getting into the fact that she also maybe currently had her picture framed on the wall of her bedroom and her office.

"She did great work," the man agreed. He paused then, and Padme got the distinct feeling that she was about to forget all about her quest to spot her hero. There'd be opportunities later; it was only the first day of the convention, after all.

"I'm Padme," she said, extending her hand before she could think the better of it. "Do you maybe ... want to grab coffee tomorrow? Before the festivities start?"

"That sounds amazing," the man answered, grinning entirely too silly, Padme thought, for someone he had just met. She liked his smile. She hoped she would have cause to see it over and over again, and then some more.

The man took her proffered hand. "I'm Anakin. Anakin Skywalker."