#i was a bit dense

[cookie-dough-writes]

They should make a support group for kids who had too much unrestricted internet access as a kid because it is just so complex. I also do not want to bring up pony.MOV in an expensive therapy session.

[gunsatthaphan]

"time to leave."

[willowser]

when you and bakugou are in the early, weird stages of your relationship, before it's official, he screenshots every snapchat you send him that has your face in it, not knowing it alerts you every time 💀

[densewentz]

All I can think about is how fucked everyone treats a Shadow Dragon Rook if they choose to save Treviso over Minrathous. Because the decision is sound, you know? Horrible, and hard, but Treviso is this half-broken merchant city. No guard other than the crows, no defenses, no giant floating big brother laser in the sky and one of Thedas' largest collection of mages. And so Rook has to trust their fellow Dragons to protect their home and hope to anything that they can keep the blight from Treviso. Only it's not enough, and despite the fact that Rook is one (1) person, who's only leading because no one else would goddamn do it, who has never even SEEN a dragon before the one at D'Meta's Crossing, and who still managed to fight off one dragon right after a grueling mission and then still have the energy to run off to try and help Minrathous - everyone still seems to blame them. And not just that, but the entire team spends most of the next act with their hearts breaking for Minrathous, and for Neve especially. 'Poor Neve, her home is gone, her people are dead, her life as she knew it is changed forever, poor neve, I know you didn't have a choice Rook but Neve is hurting now'. And I LOVE Neve. I love her. But it is so fucked up that as a Shadow Dragon Rook who was forced to make a horrific choice, who ALSO lost their home, their people, the life they knew- no one ever really bothers to comfort Rook. Or even consider that Rook would be absolutely shattered by what happens to Minrathous. Or fucking furious, because Rook and the goddamn Crows managed to fight off their dragon by the skin of their damn teeth with basically nothing, so how could the Shadow Dragons and the rest of Greater Minrathous not handle theirs! What were they goddamn doing that whole time?!?

The only difference between Rook and Neve is that Rook doesn't have the luxury of fucking off in the middle of a fight for the world to go mourn what they've lost. They have no choice but to pull their shit together and keep going.

And still every time Rook goes to a companion with the broken pieces of themselves in their bloody palms its just. "Oh Rook, how could this have happened to Poor Neve"

[mellidee]

Meet Noirah (she/her), my half-wood elf, selunite cleric of light :)

Acolyte and kinda Sage (can't be both sadly, playing Acolyte), she traveled around spreading the word of Selune and helping people before a worm rudely got in her eye.

She and Wyll love seeing each other smile 💕

[joejhang]

*grabs your shoulders* hey *shakes you* are you listening to me *shakes you harder* listen *grips your shoulders harder* neil josten isn't stupid.

[qprpbj]

my outsiders musical hot take is steve being reduced to ensemble is kinda not at all that serious 🥸

[starflungwaddledee]

did you know that coo is canonically lonely? {shipaganza prompt by @veveisveryuncool}

[lunarharp]

more phoenix wright situations

[qqchurch]

once again going through the motions of outlining a fic where a depressed eggy guy gets magically transformed into a girl, ayup

[everchanging-axis]

Ghost Trick and the Murder Machine

*Ghost Trick spoilers ahead!*

Someone's probably said this before I have, but it originally struck me as odd when Lynne said, (of the murder machine), "Once Cupid fires his arrow it's all over." Because the puzzle isn't actually about stopping Cupid from firing. You simply redirect him. It nagged at me for a while until I realized something.

The whole machine is Kamila's. Of course, Cupid setting off the gun is symbolic of the whole ordeal, of an act of love gone wrong. But the angle the game takes is that the way to fix it is not to destroy the mechanism, not to crush that love and rid yourself of it entirely, but to "spin" the Cupid, to try again and repurpose that love healthily, without hurting others. I read another post mentioning consequences for people who make mistakes in Ghost Trick, and I think this fits in nicely with that idea.

That's why Yomiel's new version of it near the end of the game is so horrible. Cupid faces the right way, but he's placed dynamite at the end of it. He's refused to allow himself to stop hurting, and continues to hurt others. He gets creative with it, even! With a machine so utterly divorced from the purity of the initial idea. A twisted design so carefully put together that it could have only been born of obsessive and unadulterated bitterness. A machine the opposite of love, one of hate. And by then, there's nothing Sissel can do to help him directly, nothing he can do to turn Cupid around right now, so he does what he can to save those caught in the fire.

[sketchz]

molly and anne!

[communistkenobi]

there are valid reasons to have an antagonistic relationship to academic scholarship, but those reasons are overwhelmingly not raised in graduate classrooms, where students instead bitch about theory in general, jargon in general, making them sound ultimately like conservatives, who view any attempt to systematically account for social phenomena as a form of useless intellectual degeneracy

[guinevereslancelot]

a koi pond for your dash:

❀ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 ༄ ❀ 𓆝 𓆟 ༄ ❀ 𓆞 𓆝 ❀ ༄ ﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌

[welcometogrouchland]

Finally saw Wicked today. I fear it is, in fact, actually all that and a bag of chips. Like it is genuinely that good

[atthecenterofeverything]

you're neck deep in the capitalism and schizophrenia trenches, fighting for your life, you think that you're finally starting to vaguely get what deleuze and guattari are getting at this chapter, tears streaking down your face, you actually start to manage to reach conclusions and follow the train of thought from start to finish and then after an altogether quite clear and structured paragraph about synthesizing marxist and freudian thought around desire-production they hit you out of left field with some random quote like "as Nietzsche said: the coronel-dog cannibalizes the boykibble" and you're right back at the start