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[clearlydusty]

Made some happy mouthwashing fanart, all credit for the images go to @joetastic2739, thank you joetastic for feeding me and everyone else in the MW community <3

Also click for much better quality cuz this looks TRASH now that I’m seeing it again

(close ups and links to joetastics posts below !! )

Anya Steam awards , Anya admiring herself

Daisuke's Daisuke Dance , Daisuke as Yosuke

[juniemunie]

[Abandoned by the Lightners, his heart became cracked with hatred.]

Hitting a lil' too close to home?

[lunamugetsu]

Perpetrator? or the next victim?

Tim is working on a case where a series of accidents have been happening that have all landed the victims into comas. The police don't seem suspicious of it but Tim sees it differently. They are all random people, but when looking at the photos/video footage taking during the accident. Tim has noticed a common variable.

the new barista from his usual coffee shop, Danny, is always somewhere in the background.

Now Tim has two theories.

Theory 1: Danny is the perpetrator!

Something that Tim is not a fan of because Danny is the only one that gets him his coffee order without any questions and evens adds more espresso when he asks for it.

Theory 2: Danny is going to be the next victim!

this is based on that Danny is the intended victim of whatever the heck is happening and that the victims in the coma were just caught in the crossfire. This is also not something that he wants because Danny is genuinely a pretty nice guy to talk to.

So what can Tim Drake do?

Stay by Danny's side of course!

Take his time with finishing work at the coffee shop.

Conversing with Danny whenever business was slow.

Hanging out with Danny at times.

Asking him out to dinner-wait what?

--

Meanwhile

Danny is in Gotham because he's helping Constantine with some evil Demon business.

The demon's been targeting certain people and Danny's job is to hold onto the people's souls until the demon is dealt with by Constantine. When that's done he'll return everybody's souls back to their body. No harm done!

And he's even making a friend with that guy who also drinks the coffee on steroids beverage he made.

Plus Constantine told the vigilantes of Gotham that he was there to help so there's no problem of him being there right?

...

Constantine told them why he was here right?

[kuro-ayameart]

Italian Miku inspired by Giacometta, a character of the Commedia dell'arte and a mask from Northen Italy.

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 232

roommate brought this one up and u know what. u know what!! i think its fun.

[shapelytimber]

South-east France (Nice) Miku :3c

[COMMISSIONS]

Yapping vvv

Nissart (the dead-ish language of Nice) traduction : "The world is mine from here to there"

Nice's traditional outfit is called 'la bouquetière' (the flower bouquet lady)

And she's wearing mimosa flowers in her hair ! It's a very widespread tree here, and it's used during carnival for the flower battle :D also it's very pretty and my favorite flower

The background is in Klein's blue shade ! Found it funny to include a nod to an artist from Nice known for his shade of blue in a Miku drawing

Miku's holding a bottle of Pastis, an alcohol from the south of France and heavily associated to it

The little Miku is doing the Jul sign, Jul being one of the most popular french rapper (and he's from Marseille, the biggest town in the south)

And she's perched on a blue chair, another symbol of Nice

[bogkeep]

the thing i keep running up against in discussions around Prioritising Your Well-being is that it keeps getting framed as an act of Dastardly Hyperindividualism in opposition to Our Glorious Collectivism. but that's... that's a false dichotomy. i'm not saying nobody has ever used "self care" as an excuse to be cruel, but like if you really want to be collectivist and organized, being able to care for yourself and knowing your limits is a vital skill. it's sustainable.

taking on more suffering than strictly necessary does not serve the collective. going hungry makes you cranky and unpleasant. trauma fogs up your conflict resolution skills. breaking your body breaks your body. taking on too much work does not make you more productive. i think the insistence on martyring yourself is far more hyperindividualist than prioritising yourself when you need to

[roguekaiju]

Cardinal Lawrence is always brooding and moping and shit he keeps forgetting that he's like a genuine cornerstone of the curia like... he's all ohh im gonna go and it's gonna be fine like half the Vatican wouldn't react to it like a terrible breakup

[mothcpu]

rehash of my SAYER AI construct designs from a couple years back

iamsayer.com

[fiteclub1999]

No talk to him hes sulking...

[captainkirkk]

How long was it between when Iroh convinced Zuko to take up the Fire Throne, and Sozin's comet? A day? Less??

AU where Iroh convinces Zuko to be the next Fire Lord MUCH earlier in the series. Zuko, who hasn't been in formal education since was 13yo, understandably panics. He barely remembers his lessons on How To Be the Fire Lord, and they were all focused on how to rule during wartime. Not peace. What does an international peace treaty even LOOK like and how does one go about making it???? How does trade work when you're NOT trying to eradicate every other nation????

Book 3 Zuko spends all of his time teaching Aang firebending, interrogating the other members about their culture's traditions and politics, going on Blue Spirit journeys to raid any passing libraries, and reading everything he can get his hands on. He barely eats. He doesn't sleep. He's info dumping about the DRIEST political texts. The gaang are THIS close to holding an intervention or having Toph sit on him until he sleeps.

[lovelyladzzzz]

Reading Wayward Son is like reading a self help book about all the ways society should change, but in a magical world.

Let’s de stigmatize vampirism!

Take hold of your identity as a mage and understand you are not better than anyone else!

Please talk to your partner!

I swear to god please talk to your partner!

Simon I’m looking at you.

Baz you’re not off the hook on this one.

Don’t join cults!

[searchingforserendipity25]

choosing to believe lawrence and o'malley are like this all the time.

by which i mean: caught in a series of investigations led by the invisible guiding hand of the pope's machination, with the intent of asserting order and integrity in the church.

it's just that, usually? he had a lot of plausible deniability. built-in defense mechanism, in the shape of: his holiness told him to.

this has been ongoing for forever. it's just that usually the investigations are much lower stakes, and there is a thin veil of respectable procedure to it.

there had to be a thin veil of respectable procedure to it, otherwise lawrence goes a tad nauseous about it.

as someone extremely married to a belief in good faith, the cognitive dissonance of actively looking for cracks in the curia and dishonest conduct had to be carefully balanced with the fact that, actually, he was really, really good at looking for cracks in the curia and dishonest conduct.

that was no trouble, however, as his late holiness knew how best to make use of him regardless.

it's all well and good for him to want to believe himself to be tame and proper and harmless. but some men really don't want to admit they're blood hounds, even when they should.

indeed, his holiness was perfectly comfortable with manipulating matters so it really it was perfectly sensible to have the dean of the collage of cardinals dig into whoever leaked this or that, or chasing down a slow report that inevitable becomes a clue to a larger plot.

a pat in the hand and a few clear orders, and off he went. it was easier, once raymond o'malley came along. extraordinarily competent; personally invested in his his eminence, and full of a quiet, well-earned faith in his judgement in such matters.

lawrence was the sort of man who followed through on loose ends. there was a time when he sought them out, younger and earnest in his desire to accomplish a righteous task.

a time when he did not resent it at all. how easily it came, the urge and the clear line of marks - of incongruent lapses, small blights, small things to clear up under scrutiny for moral fault.

it had always been someone else's choice, someone else's power. that made a great deal of difference.

he was just the instrument of justice. could be counted on it, for execution and moral fiber; and he liked it just fine. he was excellent as a diplomat, patient, polite; he stopped disasters before they happened.

afterwards praying came easier. god's presence - it was always easier, when he had something to present him with.

sleepless nights; boils in his feet from long walks. a dented heart, where his trust in others was a little worn, or a little replenished, sometimes. it was best to pray, with a quest accomplished, presented in his heart like a sacrifice.

at some point in time, it stopped being enough. it did not feel like an accomplishment. he managed disasters, great or small, largely petty, mostly boring, always tiresome.

god had no business with that, he felt; god, he had to believe, could not be found in the minutiae, because the details were generally too ugly. he knelt to speak the words and they were no different in his mouth than when he spoke to say this nuncio was found to commit this fraud, this diocese is direly in need of overhaul.

such a detective, tommaso, the pope said, sometimes, not unfondly, at the end of a chase.

and then he sent him off to do something bureaucratic and uninteresting for some months, because he was, most of all, and as all agreed, a wise man.

longer, by the end. he was not an excessive man, his holiness. he knew when to conserve a good resource. every huntsman knows; you don't exhaust a good hunting dog with trifling games, when there's big quarry to be had when the seasons change.

the pope bet on them, and they never failed. and this worked, for one simple reason: lawrence could deliver confessions and information, but he was never the one who created bitterness himself.

there was a time, before the leash got too worn into the skin and he started to chafe at it, when lawrence was a manager with pride, with confidence. skirts flaring as he strode.

full of purpose, most of time; and a growing list of precise questions that were not doubts. a detective and a knight, a loyal servant to the bone. he did not question his orders; he did not question god, either.

such a detective, tommaso, the pope said, sometimes, not unfondly, not without some pride. you have a nose for it, you know, like the sheepdog i knew in the mountains when i was young.

even the best hunting hounds grow slow and old with time, and uncertain on their feet.

the pope counted on him, regardless, to follow the track and hunt down the wayward. he had trained him well enough, you see, to be certain of it.

[raphaerolo]

Happy international women's month!

[astrobei]

byler x jurassic park. thank you for your time.

[waitineedaname]

putting aside being sad about binghe for now, I was looking for the first time sqq directly compares binghe to a maiden, and as far as I can tell, the first time he calls him a maiden is this part:

To push him away during this moment would be like giving a young maiden -- one who'd finally worked up the courage to call and brokenheartedly weep to an older sister for comfort and encouragement -- a face-turning slap. It was really a bit cruel. (Chapter 11 in vol. 2 of the English translation)

this stands out to me because this is shortly after he finally realized binghe is attracted to him, while he's still grappling with the fact that he's "turned binghe gay." it's yet another example of sqq equating being gay with femininity -- he knows binghe is into men now, and thus begins him repeatedly referring to binghe's behavior as that of a maiden's

but the other thing that stands out to me about this quote is that sqq is also making himself a girl in this metaphor. I know the translation is probably lacking here and he's probably using jiejie to mean generic older female friend as opposed to jiejie meaning older sister, but still. shen qingqiu, why are both of you girls in this mental metaphor. hello. shen qingqiu are you aware that making both of you girls does not make it any less gay. shen qingqiu are you listening to me. shen qingqiu yes it's still gay when you're both girls