#is it not one of the appeals of the fucking job the problem solving to get to the root of the issue

[humandisastersquad]

Love having to plan out and psych myself up before going to my gp to try and convince her to do her job properly (actually bother to try and diagnose what’s wrong instead of throwing meds at the symptoms and/or dismissing me outright)

[seat-safety-switch]

Although I am perfectly willing to blame my circumstances, the fact remains: I am a lazy son of a bitch. I could have easily gotten myself to whatever level of success I wished, if it weren’t so much more appealing to spend my time dicking around with old cars, and doing petty crimes to pay for the aforementioned dicking. Everything changed recently, though, with one discovery.

Berkeley University, the stupid bastards, have a policy: there are special reserved parking spaces provided to Nobel laureates on their campus. Special... and free. Free parking inside a major urban centre is already remarkable, but for it to be free and reserved? I immediately phoned up their switchboard, and the friendly-but-standoffish person who answered confirmed my ridiculous question. A Nobel Prize meant a guaranteed parking spot in California.

This was what I needed to finally slough off a life of self-imposed torpor. I drew the blinds, filled a bowl with party snacks, and set about solving the problem of microplastic contamination. I’m not gonna lie to you and say that it was easy, but you know that giant mass of old fishing nets and condoms that used to be floating in the South China Sea? You’re welcome. After that, it was all handshaking and dinner dates with awestruck Norwegian bombshells, and I had my parking spot.

If campus security tried anything, I just had to show them my Nobel Fucking Prize, and they would have to sneer and shout at me after retreating to their little meter maid dorkmobile. I immediately left my ‘76 Volare there (it no longer can survive the winters) and went home in my other ‘76. Several days later, I arrived at my home to realize I had a bunch of other cars that were also catching parking tickets from the local fuzz. Didn’t those ungrateful jerks know I’m a Nobel Laureate?

I called Berkeley again. If I got another Nobel Prize, I asked... could I get another spot? Sure, they said, laughing with disbelief (it was at this moment I realized I was likely on speakerphone.) Go fucking nuts. So I did. This time I busted out some old biology knowledge and invented a cure for malaria. You’re welcome. Sure, I could have sold it for millions, but millions of dollars doesn’t buy me a free parking spot. It buys me an expensive parking spot, and if I wanted to do that, I’d get a job.

What’s next for my journeys into scientific reasoning? Well, they ran out of free Nobel spots on the campus, so things are a little delayed right now. I’m still in negotiations. They said they might name a building after me, but it’s not going to be a parking garage, so why bother improving civilization at all?

[akajustmerry]

on sherlock adaptations: what do you think of house

I have so Many thousands of thoughts of House as a Sherlock adaptation that I could write a book about it and chapter one would be called: A HOUSE IS NOT A HOLMES© because I don't CARE that they called him House and idc that his apartment is 221b and that he plays the violin sometimes and solves problems, that's not my friend Sherlock Holmes!!!!!

House doesn't work as a Sherlock adaptation because deduction as Holmes practices it in the stories is not SPECIALIST KNOWLEDGE!!! the whole appeal of Holmes is that you read it and you feel like you could also deduce things. Holmes teaches you a way to look at the world and be more observant and use that knowledge to help people.

Holmes isn't a politician or a policeman even, he's a guy who wants to help because he's studied a particular way to see the world and you can too.........House is a SPECIALIST DOCTOR with a typical Doctor's God complex. That's as far as you can get from Holmes!!! The whole point of Holmes is he's not part of an institution!!! He operates OUTSIDE OF IT. House's knowledge base is medically specialist, you can't engage with his deductive reasoning the way you can with Holmes in the stories because to know what he knows you have to go to med school for 20 years. There's never a sense when you watch that you could have figured it out. Also, House's job description is institutionalised and established. He's not doing anything (med malpractice aside) that wouldn't be in the scope of any other specialist.

Thirdly, Sherlock Holmes isn't a guy looking to have power of people. This is the thing that arguably pisses me off most about House which is the interpretation of Holmes as someone looking lord his intelligence over others. I think this comes from the prevailing tortured genus trope. But also people not being able to tell the difference between Sherlock as a character who is just very open about his observations and someone who's an asshole. Sherlock is actually a very honest character which sometimes yeah means he's harsh but mostly he's just truthful. House mutilates this trait beyond recognition to the point of near constant and unrealistic cruelty.

Finally, I think making Holmes a doctor literally means you can't actually have a Watson because arguably the whole point of Watson, other than to be the audience pov, is to add credibility to Sherlock's unorthodox career choice AND to provide a traditional scientific perspective. House being a Doctor means none of that is really needed. Everyone knows, understands, and respects what a Doctor is!!! Wilson as a Watson figure has nothing to do except be the audience's WTF POV. Even the way Wilson and House's friendship is done is simply, like.... they didn't read the source material. Do you get that these men are meant to be at the very least friends who enjoy each other's company?? Also I think people need to shut the fuck up about House MD being a secretly gay show. A show doing homophobia on the regular isn't gay in any way that matters.

I say all this as someone who's watched it and enjoyed it at times. House and Cuddy were literally like one of the first ships I ever shipped. Do you know how weird it is to be 15 rooting for 2 middle aged co-workers on tv to fuck?? Anyways, I have lots of other thoughts about how the show handles House's addiction and disabilities and how arguably these are also taken loosely from Holmes lore. But if House MD must be considered a Holmes adaptation, it's one that mostly just mutilates. Almost every criticism hbomberguy says in his Sherlock is Garbage video essay is also applicable to House MD.

[autogeneity]

Hi, I was looking into computer science and I wanted to ask you what drew you to it and how you feel about it as a career choice?

I don't think my reasons for getting into it are likely to be very helpful to anyone else because they are very specific to my life at the time and not actually much about computer science at all. Skip to the last section for more relevant things.

But here is my story —

I went into university with a starry-eyed idea of understanding the True Fundamentals of Everything and was majoring in maths, physics, and philosophy. also my brain was broken and I had a very fuckd't relationship to reality as a concept (mega derealisation with substantial perceptual distortions and potentially some delusional features) and some part of me saw this as Deep Philosophical Insight, while another hoped getting The Answers would solve it.

after a year it became apparent that this was probably at least a little silly and not going to happen, and I didn't actually see myself being a professional physicist irl.

additionally, I felt more drawn to doing something with more tangible outcomes in the real world rather than chasing maximum abstraction. I had a growing interest in neuroscience and AI and simulation, but also could maybe see myself becoming a professional mathematician. so I kept the maths and switched the others to computer science and psychology.

I guess the specific CS appeals were: I already knew some programming and had found it basically trivial to learn, so I sort of figured it is probably a good match for my brain. and I like puzzles (actually when I first got to uni all the departments were doing little recruitment speech thingies and the CS department actually gave us puzzles! I somehow imagined this would be representative of literally anything (it is not)). I still find those, like, code challenge type problems a lot of fun though.

the final thing that sealed the deal was the availability of a scholarship for maths+cs major, and the fact that it could provide a backup plan if my academia plans failed.

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As for how I feel about it — well, my academia plans did fail so I am very glad I had a backup in place. Even if they hadn't gone wrong at the time, it's pretty clear to me now that the many mental health issues I continued to deal with in the time since would have led to me fucking up in academia sooner or later in a way they did not in my job. There is much, much more latitude here.

And it's pretty alright as a job; I'm not ecstatic about it but I don't really mind overall and it is sometimes fun. I actually like bug-fixing, lol — the kind where there's an immediately-obvious mistake and I just gotta correct it is boring but the hunt is fun. In general I dislike the amount of small, tedious tasks where I just gotta do some obvious thing, but I like it when I get to build something more substantive that requires more figuring out. I am somewhat fond of the way the shape of the things feels in my brain (not sure that makes any sense lmao). Albeit there are not really many puzzles. :(

But I'm not intending to stay in my current work. I worked briefly in data science and found it much more engaging. I plan to move towards that and/or stuff in the direction of bioinformatics or scientific computing or computational neuroscience. Which is all still computer science but not. software development.

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Which is probably the biggest thing I would want to highlight for someone considering computer science. In general working in software development (the most typical career path) is very different to working in computer science. Very often someone interested in the one will not be very happy with the other. I would encourage identifying which is your interest, and seeing what they both actually entail, before pursuing anything.

Because like, if you want a run-of-the-mill programming job, in many places it might be worth considering just doing some sort of bootcamp and projects. The company I work at gets probably like 20% of their graduate hires from that stream. Much cheaper and faster than a degree! Or for various other types of work certifications might be a good approach.

If you like mathy things, you probably want computer science proper. If you like engineering, tiny technical details, performance focus, etc, you probably do want formal education and may want to look at things requiring low-level languages, e.g. embedded software. I think people who like twiddling and configuring enjoy cloud shit? or infrastructure and ops work more generally but I think these days most places that looks like cloud shit. If you like the big picture, modeling, and the human side, you may be interested in systems analysis (I find this Very Shaped tbh but am not up for the human side and honestly don't like making big judgement calls).

Somehow I don't actually know what the people who like everyday application development actually like about it specifically lmao? even though they are surely the majority. But ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[laststandx3]

personally my main problem with s2 of good omens is that the story is plot driven and not character driven. And this is the main obstacle for me because it makes the characters complete different people from s1 and makes all of them look stupid. s1 you had armageddon, one angel and one demon who made everything in their power to stop it and a lot of secondary characters had agency. s2 had gabriel who had to be a secret but then when he was discovered there were non consequences. Azi could defeat the demons. and the angels were looking for him just to fire him better. there was no need to hide him in the first place and there have been no measures azi and crow took to solve gabriel's situation. I think what was most annoying was the story setting up stakes just for then completely forget about them. it's like hearing ben&ben saying dany kinda forgot about the iron fleet allover again. if you want to write a low stakes season it's ok, especially bc go s1 had a good base of humor and lightheartedness they could appeal to. you don't want them to stop the apocalypse EVERY time (only tua can and they made it funny)

people would have LOVED a low stakes season watching azi and crow meet-cutes in every era or their day to day life even. and watching gabriel and belzebub plotting another armageddon and falling in love while doing it. it would have been fine without the threat of being erased from the book of life, without the threat of the legion of demons outside, without the threat of what angels might do to azi if they discovered he was hiding gabriel. because guess what there have been no consequences for anything that the characters were doing. the legion was defeated in one minute. the angels didn't do anything to azi. nor to gabriel. not even to belzebub. and the book of life had been forgotten. but also and i was never a big azi fan, but they made him so fucking stupid this season. crowley's only personality trait was that he wasn't impressed in anything.

back in 2019 i was an ineffable bureaucracy truther, and i'm happy they took this route. i'm a bit less happy gabriel and belzebub had 3 scenes (very cute ok) but also very hollow. they really leave it to the audience to develop their relationship. their relationship which, if you mind for a moment to read the ship's name contains the word bureaucracy in it. bc they both didn't care about humans and earth they wanted to move on with their job. that was what they had in common that made them have chemistry in that one scene they had together in s1. they had in common that they cared about their positions. it seems to me like someone who didn't see the hate-colleague-situationship g&b had took their characters and smashed them together and since they didn't get the appeal in a relationship that wasn't complete devotion to the point of erasing oneself, they erased the characters into empty shells of what they were.

i'm sorry, when i started watching it i thought why are people on tumblr complaining it feels like fanfic? it surely won't be THAT bad. but it was. it was a bunch of tropes stitched together to give the audience lots of moments that feel like they meant something but when you see the complete picture they don't fit and they mean nothing for the plot

[cyborg00-why]

So I watched the Pharaoh's curse episode, and can I just day cyborg 003 is a fucking badass in it I mean the 2002 anime may have not given her much but boy they at least made her a badass

But never mind me how you go gush ablut how she's awesome in this episode and tell everyone exactly why she's awesome in this episode

I am just now seeing this in my inbox- sorry!

Yeah totally the Pharaoh's Curse is a great one in the Cyber Solider canon. I think it does a really great job at highlighting Francoise as a multifaceted character without feeling forced. She is given many opportunities to highlight parts of her character that otherwise are left solely to episode 1 and recap episode exposition, while still feeling very sincere.

At her core I get the impression Francoise isn't exactly a pacifist but she tries to exhaust all other options before jumping into conflict. A lot of times in series where action is shown as the default or the only way to problem solve, lack thereof can come across as a sort of cop out? But I think this just speaks more to her emotional intelligence and level of empathy than to the naivety of her youth? Like, she is keenly aware that you cannot undo an act of violence even if it's in the name of "justice". But she also seems aware that having the option to abstain from action is a choice not afforded to everyone. Because she is in a position of having that choice, she exercises it at every opportunity. When able to we always see her trying to appeal to others humanity and extend good faith in their intent even when it is difficult. Largely in part because she as a cyborg can afford to handle the repercussions of a mistaken good faith intent, but one taken in bad faith? That could cost lives.

So in this episode, where there isn't room or time to think of alternative solutions, having Francoise be one of the first to a) accept there is no reasoning with people who already manufactured a weapon b) insist she was the best choice to send in alone in an attempt to save the most lives possible was a big moment for her character. It sort of really drives home (for me anyway) that her resolve as a cyborg isn't staunch opposition to fighting but doing everything in her power to protect as many people as she can. She isn't ignorant to the consequences, but is driven by them. Plus we get to see that she is just as much brains as she is beauty in a setting where it's more obvious. At the end we are given a great narrative bit by Fran as well that really exemplifies how she tries to lead by love. Which isn't easy to begin with under everyday circumstances but this is a girl who has been through and seen so much. Yet every day wakes up and makes the choice to try and choose love every chance she can, Fran does not get enough credit!

[jazz-kitty]

1, 2 , 7, 8 :3

1. favorite character[s]

ive already talked about kenneth and flora BUT! runner up is cera i think. i haven't seen her in a million years but that's okay. i think she's incredibly fucked up and i want to get her #OUT of her mental and also physical ice prison.

im preddyyyyyyy sure rn that angie is a fucked up cursed version of anju, but as "angie" she still made a servant. it just happens to be in the image of cella- taking some of her likeness & kind of her name- because even deep down the fragments of anju in angie still cares for cella. but i dont actually know. i think her dedication to angie is super fucked up and interesting though. angie doesn't care whether her meat homunculus made of illegal magic lives or dies, but cera is also so incredibly willing to lay down her life for her boss that somehow it works out. well. hopefully it stops working out bc i want cera to be able to live for herself but. AH! not much to say since it all happened like six chapters ago now sicne anyones even thought of cera but i still spin her aorund in my brain bc she's epic as hell. my friend said her ace was a morpeko :(((( thats so CUTE!!!

2. least favorite character[s]

i don't like saki or karen. what do you do when a character for most of their screentime is intended to be comedic relief and then you just don't find them funny. i feel like such a nerd but i just don't think they have jokes and theres not much else to like about them ToT at least as it stands. idk. even then i'll still draw both of them no problem i am not exactly a professional at disliking characters. my main issue with them is that they don't appeal to my sense of humor and if i'm drawing & writing them they do. so. problem solved?

erick is also kind of up there but he stays in his lane over in poison type gearen city [forgot the actual name] so he doesn't bother me as much. plus he has cat ears so he gets bonus points.

7. favorite friendship[s]

patty & cera have they ever talked? NO! have they ever talked about each other? NO! in a hypothetical situation, would it be kind of cute? YEAH!

for ones that r actually on screen though. i loveee neved & nastasia. even if it was just 1 conversation, i love their dynamic. the two most mature [AUTHORS NOTE: does not mean they are mature. just means they are not zetta geara or madelis] xen members havin a little chat and i'm TUNED IN!!!! and their shared affection for ren is so cute. they both know it's a bad idea and they BOTH tell each other it's a bad idea, and then immdiately just go Anyways, because they r BOTH going to continue caring about ren anyways. whateverrr. i think it's cute.

honorable mention delpha and adam. theyr eso sweet. they love each otherrrrrrrr they make fun of each other so much but they would kill someone for each otherrr <3

8. favorite family dynamic

florin and flora you're so. i talk about them too much. florin disowning flora after finding out she's in bladestar is soooo. oh my goodness! and then trying to get her the death penalty too!!! i think about how after florin says that he just wishes flora would trust him more- that he's there for her, if only she'd let him be- flora says THIS

its so. god dude. i feel like it's not just that flora was leading bladestar, but selfishly- florin cares more about the fact that flora never told him about it. and its soooo. oh my god. both of them care[d] about the other so much but are far too fucked up to ever be able to show it. flora feels like she's the only one who can ever get her job done- especially after rune turned her down- and she wants to keep florin SAFE by keeping him out of everything. and florin just wants to BE THERE for his SISTER!!! without understanding until darchlight cave why she's making it so difficult to!!! god!!! it's so evil how many times things could've gotten better and how many chances flora had to just let her brother love her and how every single time she refuses and florin gets pushed a little closer to the edge of a metaphorical cliffside. me when im in a lack of communication challenge and my opponent is flora who thinks letting her brother think she hates him and actively trying to get him to hate her is the simplest way to handle things. i hate rejuv

[phantomchick]

Looking back on Batman (2022)

Enough time has passed now that my initial adrenaline rush )and then later afterglow) over Batman 2022 has resolved itself at least enough that I can look back on the film a bit more critically.

I enjoyed this movie, I enjoyed this Batman, but and this is a big but, this movie did not like Batman.

The thing about Batman is that he's a grim dark fantasy where a hero who's in pain can use that pain as a motivation to help people, to change things, to strive for a better Gotham because he just can't fucking accept the Gotham that allowed his parents to get killed while coming home from the movies, that kills so many other parents and children and sucks the people that remain into a mire of corruption and austerity. This is not that Batman, this is a Batman that's utterly oblivious to the problems with wealth inequality until the movie rubs in his face and even then has his inaction in his role of Bruce Wayne while letting his Batman role monopolise his every waking thought presented as his main problem. This is not a Batman that announces to a dinner party, “Ladies. Gentlemen. You have eaten well. You've eaten Gotham's wealth. Its spirit. Your feast is nearly over. From this moment on...none of you are safe.”. That attacks violent crime on two fronts by giving legitimate jobs to ex cons by day and solving kidnapping or murder cases by night.

And most crucially this isn't a Batman that ... succeeds. By that I mean yes he solves the grand mystery, yes he saves people in the flood, but the classic Batman would have saved that man he interrupts the bomb disposal squad to answer Riddler's phone call for. The classic Batman would have saved Falcone, evil doer that he is, not because he deserved to live but because Batman is a hyper competent hero who's comic gimmick was that he was quick witted enough to stay ahead of the crooks and always save the person in front of him as a result, perhaps it's only natural for that to be subverted with the Riddler as his enemy (a character invented with the intent of putting the detective hero to the test when it came to his cerebral limits) but because this is a stand alone film, which as the name says has this Batman stand alone with the contents as the only basis to judge him with it has the effect of making his presence as a hero less warranted. After all, does Batman's presence in this film really save anyone besides the flood victims and Selina?

Yes the only victims who really get killed are all bad people but... that's not the point of Batman, the point is that he saves everyone he can.

The film also does the whole 'batman creates his own villains and actively makes the city worse because he espouses vengeance and violence' thing which egh, slightly more palatable with the transition from vengeance to hope, but I really don't fucking like it all the same. And besides that I dislike the idea that vengeance can't be hopeful, that a man who lost everything in one terrifying night, who got no justice, whose loved ones and personal loss and whose innocence remain unavenged saying to himself "I am justice, I am vengeance, I am the night!" as a way of reclaiming everything that's happened to him and everything he wants to be for the people of Gotham whose cries go unanswered by corrupt law enforcement and an even more corrupt bureaucracy, is presented as invalid, as somehow immature. When Batman was always crafted as a mature hero in the mold of the Scarlet Pimpernel and Zorro and James Bond, of Sherlock Holmes! That was part of his central appeal! He's the cool mature down to earth, detective hero.

Here he is reduced to a naive rich boy who's so ignorant his main approach to crime is to inefficiently beat the shit out of whatever hoodlums he encounters and who literally doesn't have the idea of using his money to fix the poverty or corruption fuelling the crime until Riddler highlights what his parents wanted to do for the city by denigrating it + the politician lady who repeatedly points it out. It's a movie that loves Batman but also passionately declares the stupidity of Batman. Perhaps that's also inevitable because solving crime by beating it up while dressed as a Bat is well, silly, when you approach it with real world cynicism instead of the wish fulfillment, the fantasy of being rich and powerful and smart enough to actually do something about an entire city that's drowning in crime, that has been drowning, suffocating, for decades, and have a hope of succeeding. There is no fun of acting like an airhead so the other rich people and crooks will underestimate and look down on you like they look down on everyone in the city as you use your access to learn things people outside that circle of rich opportunists can't and then use it to reveal their crimes as a vigilante whose identity no one suspects. Instead we have a traumatised Bruce Wayne openly beg Don Falcone for information who indulges him because he owes his father that favour and Bruce Wayne isn't a threat, is it interesting pathos? Definitely! Is it dramatic and fun! Also yes! Is it traditional Batman/Bruce Wayne secret identity shenanigans? Well kind of in that it gets him the extra information but genuinely not so much because it's not really an act. Does it have to be traditional Batman? I really don't know. We can't ever create something refreshing like this movie was if we don't try to deviate from the norm and in that regard I think it deserves respect. And yet. There's a but.

This movie doesn't let Batman succeed at anything but the bare minimum as a vigilante but it does let him try his best, always and it lets him care, deeply. Which is enough that it pulls through as a good batman film. However for all the budget and clever characterisation I don't think it's a great Batman film. After all Batman is a superhero fantasy and in those, the good guys are allowed to save the day.

[noonmutter]

Hellraisers: Sparklier

DWC February 2023 Day 1: Love Is In The Air/Weakness

Roughly three and a half years ago, Terry Ambroce was rescued from a grisly nightmare in Torghast, and brought temporarily to the Tarts' apartments in Shattrath by Caythaes and his wife. While they both left to attend to some loose ends in Revendreth, Terry fought a different enemy...

That had to be the last of it. It had to be. It couldn't be infinite, there was no such thing as an infinite supply of anything. Certainly not infinite glitter.

Right?

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Terry inspected his hair like he was hunting for lice for what felt like the millionth time. Finding no sparkly intruders there, he moved down the rest of his body, all but counting freckles and re-mapping his own scars--very easy, they were all gone except that ugly thing on the back of his head--just to be sure. Caythaes was probably going to catch hell for how much water Terry'd used up with all the showers he'd taken, but he could figure out how to repay them for that later. Once he stopped finding glitter anymore. After the third time it'd become almost a matter of principle; if he couldn't get a bunch of crafting material off him, he probably wasn't getting himself clean either, right?

And it couldn't keep showing up forever. Right?

Right?

Ever so cautiously, the Gilnean set down the towel and the scrub brush, finally satisfied. At this point he wouldn't have been surprised if he'd crapped glitter, but for the moment, at least, he didn't seem to be wearing it anymore.

And then he stupidly forgot, and opened the linen closet for a new towel, and more glitter fluttered out of it, coating him anew.

The scream was a little melodramatic even to him, but he couldn't stop himself.

Ironically, the sudden appearance of a gloved hand over his mouth cut the scream short, rather than heightening it. Some reflexes remained, and continuing to scream when someone was giving a clear signal not to do that was a good way to end up dead. Especially once he spotted the other hand holding a pistol in the bathroom mirror.

The pistol stayed held off to one side where it was long enough for Terry to register that its owner was pointing it at the floor, and that his finger wasn't on the trigger. A second after that, he recognized the pistol itself. A simple, elegant, customized job he'd seen countless times, first in Zandalar and more recently in Ardenweald. Terry yanked the other hand away from his mouth with an irritated, "Th' fuck, Wolf?" only for the half-elf to immediately replace it.

His battle buddy was soft-spoken by default, but he was barely audible now, even directly beside Terry's ear. "Shut up. Six hostiles headed our way. Time to go." With that extremely brief briefing out of the way, Wolf began dragging Terry toward the door. Despite the obvious urgency, Terry shook off Ansul's hold a second time and moved away from him, heading back into the bathroom.

"The fuck you doin' man, there is no time--"

"I'm fuckin' naked you dick'ead!" More to the point, he was completely unarmed, but the idea of dodging enemies through the streets of Shattrath bare-assed did not appeal to him. He struggled into the pair of near-ruined trousers he'd arrived in, and as he got his feet back under him, Wolf drew a second pistol and spun it to offer to Terry grip-first. This one, he recognized instantly as his own Babygirl. The gold-filigreed, ivory-gripped revolver had been gifted to him by his wife years ago. At the time, he'd joked that it was more pretty than useful. And after she'd given it to him, he'd thoroughly customized it to fix that.

Having solved the two most urgent problems, Wolf made for the door again, and this time Terry didn't protest, following close on his heel. He didn't ask questions, and Wolf didn't offer explanations; there was a time and place for that, and that was later. Ducking out of the apartment was easy enough, if a little awkward when the pair rushed past a few random folks Terry assumed were performers. He felt a compulsion to apologize, but he didn't want to risk the delay or the noise.

Once their feet hit the cobblestones outside, Wolf led Terry around the back of the apartment building and kept going. It wasn't the easiest path to take barefoot, but Terry'd suffered through far worse and figured he'd survive a bit more. All they had to do was get to the portals in the center of town, and they'd be... well, not safe, but a lot safer. It was a lot harder to just make somebody disappear in Stormwind than in Shattrath, where the endless emptiness of the Netherstorm was only a short ride out.

"I only just got 'ere, 'ow'd anybody find me so bloody fast?"

"Asshole in Ardenweald--with the ferals--called it in before he went after you."

"Shit."

"Yep."

The alleyway ahead of them disappeared in a brilliant flash of light and thick, acrid smoke. There was no warning, but then, there wouldn't have been unless their enemies were fucking idiots. Both of them skidded to a halt and slid behind rubbish bins for cover.

"SHIT!"

"YEP!"

( @daily-writing-challenge ) ( @mekandawn @shedwyn for mention )

[craetiveusernamehahaha]

6/3/2022

Every time I speak I roll the words in my tongue.

“Is this how a native person speak? I’m not sure, I don’t speak enough to know.“

This thought has permeated from English to my mother tongue. I truly don’t speak enough, so every time I say something, I notice the way my grammar is eroding, turning into English structures. Non-Native English, mind you, because I don’t speak enough to Native English speaker to know how Native English actually speak like. All I know is mine is wrong, somehow.

Last week, I changed my Netflix’s subtitle to my mother tongue. I still didn’t go out to speak with anyone, so my grammar still eroded. The therapist in my head was saying “Huge step!”, but I truly believed this is just one in a long line of failed attempts.

I’ve done so much to fit in, and yet I’ve only felt more like an insider. Anxiety grows above me like a precipitating cloud, and I’m counting the day until the downpour the earth. Which is to say the day I eventually snap, turn my back on society and can finally be diagnosed as a schizoid. Doom always feel freeing because none of it is perfect, and all of it is out of my control. I’m afraid of responsibility.

I’ve thought of getting a new day job this whole week. And tomorrow is Monday. I feel like a useless failure, and my mom’s praise that I’m becoming more responsible as I’m growing older doesn’t help. Everything she says put pressure on me although she doesn’t mean to. I seriously need to get out of the house, but going to the coffee shop and seeing people living a normal life make me feel ashamed. Seeing people makes me feel ashamed, period.

Thoughts that I have autism have been circling me all week. There’s a chance that is not true, I don’t have developmental problems growing up and I don’t have problems with socializing when I’m not too anxious. I do distinctly remember starting to stare at people because one of my old teachers said I should look at people when I talk though. I think I am definitely neurodivergent, although unclear what type. 

Seeing media about family makes me cry a fuck ton. I’ve finally reached the age where it is no longer uncool to admit you love your family and make a lot of mistakes and need to apologize for many of them. I fear the day when I have to apologize to my mom for taking my anger out on her. She did me dirty when I was younger, but she’s ill and a life-long grudge is looking less appealing by the day. Plus, being angry at her is not going to solve any of my problems.

[ashanimus]

Ash Liveblogs MTMTE #4-#7

This is just really nice sci fi writing. I'm coming into this very cold and for all me yelling and screeching about What X or Y is the text and visual and dialogue does a really good job of communicating those things without going into he exhaustive detail I hassle out of my friends

FPFFFffFFF

Well Thats a horrifying question. Why are your hands so irreplaceable, Ratchet?? Rod just got new hands! I'm enjoying these little cultural tidbits about bodies. What can and cannot be replaced, what's considered worse than a mortal wound vs the way that exile and punishment is externalized--like Empurata. Huh.

OH OKAY THIS ONE IS ALL ABOUT BODIES I GUESS

AAAAAAAAAAAA

Huh. I'm just. Really impressed with how these artists get these characters to emote, the very very creative and interesting and compositional solutions to communicating emotions and feeling on these challenging character models

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ANCIENT JACKASS

TAILGATE IS EXTREMELY RIGHT TO BE MAD AT YOU.

I am living for this cool ridiculous alien mechanical biology.

Yikes. That's...that may not solve the problem of belonging for you, Tailgate. These are banners of a war thats ended...and that he's being enabled here is quite sad!

This is also fucking devastating. I was, for some reason, NOT expecting grotesque body horror in the robot comic! SILLY FUCKING BAT.

I havent enjoyed a traditional comic in a while and I really love how the medium is used to its fullest to move reveals like this along, this is delightful

Okay @fernacular I see the appeal of old man boyfriend now, this is fucking great

OH OKAY. YOU WANNA GIVE ME COOL COMIC, BODY HORROR, BITTER EXES, HEARTBREAK AND BODY PART SWAPPING AND MAKE ME FUCKING CRY OKAY

@polyhexian @fernacular FUCK YOUUUUUUUUU SCREEEECH IM CRYING IM NOT CRYING aDLFJDAJGk]'

#6

Ah yes. Whirl. Whirl is my favorite so far. And also um. Sir??? Are you actively suicidal right now??? SIR???

All of these robots, ALL OF THEM, have the personalities and socialization of brutalized wolfdogs all stuck in the back of a Volkswagon but DEAR GOD Whirl??? Everyone smacks the shit out of each other! And you out here talking like this!

HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE

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WHIRL ISNT WRONG BUT HOLY FUCK

WHIRL. HONEY. YOUR GUTS ARE ALL OVER THE FLOOR. THEY'RE ALL OVER THE

Okay even the hostage taker is confused enough to demand explanation and Rung you are so useless and also bad at improv

Whirl is a theatre kid.

I'm laughing so hard I can't fucking breathe

And now I'm crying again. I'm just. Drowning in snot over here. Okay. Okay. I am genuinely blown away how this, out of context, would be damn near illegible, but with a little context is horrifying, touching and heartbreaking. He's speared through, Rung is over here genuinely a little touched, jesus christ on a pogo stick.

Okay, not that this is ever relevant to anything and there is more transformers stuff to watch than I could finish in a month of vacation, if I was in charge of anything I'd probably pull Whirl audition sides from this scene--or at least some of them--because even just meeting the character through my friends and these early issues, one of the most compelling things about him is that really interesting tension between his sincerity, humor, gurgly dying delivery and cold intensity. It's really interesting. The artists here use a lot of composition and context and light to make whirl emote and it's such a cool artistic challenge they solve over and over again.

Although in that vein if I was doing any casting of voice stuff for a MTMTE anything I think it'd be essential to cast a bunch of weird character actors, shakespearians and people who had video game experience.

#7

Tarn is a funny name for a robot? Thats a lake?

So pretty...so horrible. What a moody, cold, image.

Huh. Brainstorm has an interesting vernacular

This comic is so insane. Like very little about this seems to pretend to be anything like the stuff that spawned it. It's a transforming toy! And now, fast forward, were talking about the Horrors in an depressing, fully grounded way from the voiceboxes of colorful robits languishing in the post-horizon of a war that destroyed their whole worlds.

Im obsessed with these colors. And the image of all these damn robits around a PYRE. It's so weirdly, awkwardly human and this all just looks so vulnerable and lost. All their weird boxy shape against the organic swirls of fire.

Who TF Is Grimlock--

[talenlee]

Story Pile: Children of Time

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I understand that when I talk about movies I’m asking you to engage with me on my thoughts about a thing that’s ninety minutes long; a TV series is often something you can whittle away at over time and isn’t necessarily designed for a scope of attention that covers a lot of time in its narrative or a long time in its experience. I’m kinda a pop culture boy, I do the wham-bam-thank-you style of things for having fun and maybe I’ll try and recommend series of books to you like the Tiffany Aching series, I’m going to do so mostly because every part of that series is a book that’s pretty great and can be finished reasonably quickly.

Not so for Adrian Tchaikovsky (it’s a pen name) and his epic science fiction story Children of Time. This book is a juggernaut – the audiobook is something like six hours, and those are not a breezy set of page turners. If I talk about a piece of media it’s often with the tone of someone who’s very confident that you can go get that media and check it out and then use that media to contextualise what I think and feel about it. In this case, I think that’s a pretty big lift, since we’re talking about a doorstopper of a book and I have an audience who exist on the spectrum between ‘oo shiny’ and ‘books bore me because I can’t use them to open thirty-five tabs on which digimon have been shown wearing shoes.’ Knowing that I’m going to start off by giving you a broad overview of what happens in the story, without giving away specifics.

If you know this book already, if you want to approach things without any awareness of the plot, or if you want a push to check out some big-S big-F Science Fiction and all you need is someone recommending it, I do recommend Children of Time! I liked how it handled the scope of its stories, I liked the kinds of things it saw as solutions to problems, and it did some things that appealed to me in very specific, niche ways. Particularly, it appealed to me with its culture of sentient, cooperative cat-sized spiders, and the war they wage on the last vestiges of humanity and how that gets solved.

That got your attention? The book’s full of spiders.

Spoilers ahead, but most importantly, content warning: Spiders.

Oh my word, so much, with the spiders.

Okay, your kickoff for this book is humanity is in the we’re-fucked seeding-planets levels of interplanetary infrastructure. Despite how badly we ruined one planet, we promise it’s because we just, you know, didn’t know what we were doing for the early game and now we know how to do a good job, all following a scientist on a satellite as she prepares to oversee the seeding and uplifting of a new culture of inhuman hominids – we have a planet, it’s picked out, it’s vibrant, there’s life, we just got to seed it with various lifeforms and then make sure that the monkeys win out on this one (as they should, you know, etcetera). It’s one of those story universes where we didn’t find any aliens and got lonely enough to make our own.

But the project hecks up who could see that coming, and instead of a serene drifting overseer satellite working to maintin the life of monkeys on this planet as they evolve into Humans 2, Now With A Hat, the chief scientist of the project who was, let’s say, not the most mentally stable to start with, winds up jamming her brain into a drifting satellite that’s there to protect the planet while the apes on it wind up becoming Different Humans except oh wait that goes wrong too, and the tools designed to uplift seeded apes that the satellite could then guide lands not on monkeys (the monkeys died on the way to their home planet), but instead on spiders.

And then, as the story sets itself up to the already-fascinating narrative of watching a confused space-god trying to chart a course for the evolution of a xenofiction story of ‘what if monkeys but spiders’, a wrench gets thrown in by the immediate second chunk of narrative being about humans on a long-journey colony ship, in the microwave dinner model of storage (you know, you can refreeze them but you wouldn’t want to do it too many times), as they try to find a new place to live because uh, yeah, humanity really did ruin that source planet. The story that follows this is a generational, kind of chunky-political drama about what different things humanity can do in closed political environments. That story follows a single character as he wakes up to do something, then goes under again, and the result is a sort of jammed shutter vision of a long-term political drama, a bit like the time travel stories you see in shows like Star Trek, but in this case the story goes only forward.

And of course at points, these two stories ram into one another, and bounce off, then circle around to ram again.

That’s a lot of stuff, and all of that stuff is kind of baseline interesting to me! We have spiders evolving a society and an engineer who Just Wants To Grill as he gets woken up for repeated different versions of Interesting Times, in spaaaace.

A thing that you haven’t heard me mention so far though is names. Remembering Children of Time I don’t remember characters by name. I don’t really remember these specifics, and I don’t think it’s much of a story that cares that much, truly, about the individual agent of any given scene. The ideas in the story that embedded themselves in my memory, the things that I think of easily in terms of wanting to share them are instead about worlds and worldviews.

There’s multiple times that religion develops in these contexts, and it’s treated as having zero supernatural or explanatory power but always some application for social cohesion. There’s a long-running feminist narrative in the story about the dissolution of a simplified vision of patriarchy. Computers made of ants! The ways your worldview changes based on the ways you can engage with the world! The conception of disability as social construct! A full Indiana-Jones style raid against the Implacable Other and it’s done with spiders! Talking To Your Weird Space Mom and convincing her that regardless of if you were Assigned Monkey At Birth, you’re definitely a spider.

It’s strange that I can’t even necessarily conjure to mind the specifics of how it’s written. It’s not much that I can remember specific phrases or text, but I absolutely can think of ideas it establishes.

Cool book, I liked it a lot. And here, I’d like to leave you by telling you my favourite thing about it, but know that doing so involves knowing how the story ends. And I cared about the ending, there were characters involved who I did not want to die and they were all lined up to kill, fight, and die, and it could all go dreadfully wrong. The thing that draws it to a safe conclusion, where the tension of oh no it’s all going wrong, is an instance of humanity being infected with its own ideology.

Then they have to work out what that means.

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[hooman4ever]

!NSFW! ‘Caught in The Act’ Michael Myers & Jason Voorhees x AMAB Reader

Requested by DaVinaJoe9 on Wattpad

Idk how I feel about this one tbh. 

Contains: AMAB Reader, NSFW, Anal, Hans Jobs, Threesomes M/M/M, Masturbation, Teasing, Making Out

You were home alone, a regular but unwelcome occurrence that came with your lover’s occupation. That occupation being the local serial killers. Usually, you could get by without them for a few hours just fine, occupying yourself with work or small tasks around the home to rid you of your temporary loneliness and boredom. Tonight, however, you had a problem. One you would rather be solved with them present.

Sadly, they weren’t there. So your hand would have to suffice.

Closing yourself away in you and your lover’s shared bedroom, you sat in the middle of the bed. Your clothes discarded and your hand around your length. Quiet moans slipped past your lips as you stroked yourself thinking of how Jason and Michael would touch you if they were there.

Michael would be cruel and efficient with his touches. He would stroke you slowly, his hands teasing you as they moved across your skin drawing out small whimpers and shouts. Michael would make you work for your release. Not scared to edge you till he had you begging at the top of your lungs. Writhing beneath him.

Jason, on the other hand, would be gentle and sweet. He would listen to your every wish pressing soft love-filled kisses to your lips as he swallowed your moans gratefully. His hands would not be teasing in the slightest, working quickly to give you the pleasure and release you craved from him.

Both of them apart were incredible lovers, but when you put the two together in a bedroom with you the result usually left you sore and breathless. A mixture of fluids coating your insides and outsides.

The thought alone tore a strangled whine from your lips, your hand speeding up. A few of your slicked fingers pushing into your ass. You were so close-

“Michael, Jason- Please,” You breathed out images of your lovers flashing behind your eyes.

A loud bang pulled you from your fantasy, a yelp leaving your mouth. Your hand flew away from your length, eyes flicking upward to where Michael stood. He was in the doorway of the bedroom. His head tilted. Even though his face was hidden under that white mask he wore you could practically feel the smug smirk undoubtedly on his face. “Begging and I’m not even here?” he signed.

Heavily you sighed. Relief flooding you instantly at the familiar frame “Fuck you Michael.” his shoulders shook as he chuckled. “Yeah, it seems you do want that,” he responded, approaching you.

You smiled seeing his erection straining through his pants. That was because of you. The thought was more appealing than you thought it would be and it had you twitching as the bed dipped. You moved your knee giving Michael more access to you as he leaned closer to you.

His fingers were quick to replace your own. Sliding inside your slightly stretched entrance. Michael's fingers were far bigger than yours and it caused a slight discomfort. Your body gave little resistance letting Michael slide three digits into you at once. He only stopped when his finger completely disappeared into you before he curled them upwards.

He listened to you exclaim, your hips bucking forward, as he rubbed against your prostate.

Michael’s free hand slipped between his legs, rubbing at the prominent bulge through his clothes. His eyes were trained on the way your body swallowed his fingers so willingly. He watched your face contort, your lips slightly opened as breathy moans slipped from them.

A creaky board sounded off as Jason made his presence known now taking up the same spot Michael was when he had discovered you. The only difference was how Jason was shielding his crotch, his eyes widened behind his mask. Michael doesn’t bother turning or stopping, already knowing who it is.

Michael moved his digits inside of you drawing a whimper from you as you gestured for Jason to come join you and Michael. Jason didn’t need to be told twice, already making his way over to the both of you. Michael pulled his digits from you just as Jason sits beside you, fidgeting nervously.

Jason reaches out, his fingertips gently trailing over your sides while Michael pulls away for a moment ripping his mask off throwing it somewhere in the room. A quiet gasp leaves your lips as Jason’s fingers ghost over your perk nipple. He looked at you questioningly, asking for permission “You can touch,” you breathed out, pushing your chest forward into his touch.

Jason’s hands moved to pull you onto his lap, his touches ever curious as they explored your body. Michael took the opportunity to latch onto your throat sucking and biting. He was leaving marks- his marks on your skin.

Michael’s teeth sunk into your flesh as Jason’s hands groped your body drawing a groan from your lips. The mixed sensations were wonderful.

Suddenly the warm bodies surrounding you were gone. Your back on the soft bedding. Confused, you looked up only to see Jason and Michael stripping down to nothing before you.

A smile curled onto your lips as you watched Michael and Jason help peel each other’s clothes from them. You winked when Jason looked longingly your way.

Michael’s chest was on view for you first. His body was surprisingly toned, a powerful tank made of mostly muscles with little fat. Jason on the other hand was still muscular like Michael but his body was softer, pudgier. Both of them were a sight to behold standing in front of you in the nude. Their lengths on full display for your greedy eyes.

In a shocking display of affection, Michael kissed Jason’s mask before his fingers slipped under it lifting it over his head before discarding the thing in a more gentle fashion when compared to how he did his own mask. As soon as the hockey mask was gone, Michael pushed his lips to Jason’s who eagerly returned the kiss. Jason’s eyes flickered to yours, his face heated up as Michael deepened the kiss, the killer's eyes flicking to you occasionally. He was making sure you were watching. He was purposefully riling you up you thought with a light scoff.

Jason jerked suddenly when Michael’s hands slid down his stomach before grabbing his rather impressive girth. You squirmed where you lay, your focused on both your lovers' movements. Your member twitching between your legs.

Biting your bottom lip you watched as Jason struggled to hold in a moan. Something that displeased Michael.

Michael kept pumping Jason in his hand till he got the response he wanted, which was a low raspy moan from his fellow killer.

“Guys,” you pleaded, getting both their attention at once “Don’t forget about me.” you said, spreading your legs further putting yourself on full display for their hungry eyes. The both of them need no further convincing and they both were quickly on you once again.

Jason moved in front of you while Michael took up residence behind. Both of them moved you onto your hands and knees. You were facing Jason while Michael spread you. His fingers run over your hole before pulling away. His tip pressed against your entrance while his hands gripped your hips.

“Michael, hurry,” you begged, trying to push back on him. You had no luck however since he had you in a vice grip.

Thankfully the man didn’t feel the need to tease you further and pushed forward his tip sinking into you. Spreading you open around him. Michael plunged himself into you loving the way you cried out, your hands gripping the sheets. Jason watched your face contort, filled with a wonderful mix of pleasure and pain. The sight had him twitching in his palm from where he was lazily stroking himself, in no rush to finish.

Jason’s eyes wandered down your body as you rocked back and forth from the power of Michael’s thrusts. Pleasure-filled sounds pour from your mouth from the sensation of being pounded over and over again, your gut twisting into knots as heat pooled into your stomach.

Jason moaned quietly as his thumb brushed against his flushed tip, his free hand’s fingers sifting through your hair gently. The gesture was strange in contrast to Michael’s harsher movements. His hips slapping into your backside with every thrust as each movement caused you to jerk forward. Only for his hands to pull you back onto him.

Both the pleasure you received from Michael and the intimacy you received from Jason had your orgasm quickly rising. Taking hold of your body and causing your back to arch as your thighs tensed. Jason let his hand rest on your cheek. Quickly you moved your face pressing your lips to his palm while moaning into his hand. The display had Jason quickening his pace slightly.

White spurted from your tip as Michael moaned, leaning over you and engulfing your entire frame with his own body. One of his hands had grabbed yours, lacing your fingers together as his hips rocked against your only giving you shallow thrusts as the both of you shared your orgasm. Jason watched the whole thing with hungry eyes and a borderline painful erection.

After Michael was done, he wasted no time pulling out of you, letting his come flow from your ass dribbling down your thighs. You were already shaking your hips and backside sore from Michael.

You weren’t done however as Michael was passing you off to Jason. Flipping you on your back and moving you so your head was now resting on Michael’s lap. His spent length near your head.

Jason wasted no time in pushing your knees to your chest admiring the way your abused entrance fluttered, clear white substance gushing out of you. The sight was enough to prompt Jason into slamming forward burying into you suddenly. His girth filled you up and stretched you more than Michael had making a startled yell fall from your mouth. Michael chuckled as Jason began slamming away quickly. His movements were almost feral as he rutted into you.

Every thrust Jason gave was accompanied by an obscene squelch, Michael's release being forced out of you with every movement. It resulted in the inside of your thighs and Jason’s member being coated in the other man's release. You were so open and slick that Jason had absolutely no trouble pistoning in and out of you his tip slamming against your prostate with every movement.

You were so lost in your pleasure that you hardly noticed Michaels grunt only acknowledging the man once his fingers gripped your chin. Pulling you from your fucked out daze.

Michael was hard again it seemed. The sight of your being fucked so close to him must have had this man rearing for seconds with you. Your fingers wrapped around his length, the low moan Michael gave you as reward motivating you to continue your ministrations pumping Michael’s length till he was bucking up into your hand. His girth twitching in your palm.

Everything was messy and hot between the three of you. Even more so between your legs.

Just when you thought the situation couldn’t get any more lewd Michael came, his seed splattering onto your face. You were surprised but not adverse to the sudden act or the sudden warmth splattering onto your lips and cheeks. Michael moaned out loudly, his eyes hungrily eating up your slutty appearance.

You were caught off guard as Jason stuttered forward, his hips slapping into you so hard your body jerked into Michael’s harshly. Jason stilled as he came with a low groan filling you with his warmth.

A messy mixture of both his and Michael's release gushed out around his length, and when he pulled out he did so with a wet pop.

Jason felt pride in his chest as he held your cheeks apart watching the substance run from your hole down to the bed.

You were beyond tired leaning your head into Michael as he let his fingers dance across your face avoiding the parts of it coated in his cum. The both of them let you doze off as they got a rag wiping you down and removing the sticky mess covering you.

As soon as the three of you all were cleaned up the cuddling began and you were engulfed by two warm bodies.

[iamthemathman]

Hence the need for teaching math properly. The concepts themselves aren't confusing per se, by the time they actually are you've either fucked off out of there or gained enough of an appreciation for math that you like it regardless. What's confusing is how we choose to talk about these concepts.

It's a vicious circle. Educators (especially before college) tend to teach math concepts from their application, not the other way around. That makes it hard to learn, because you're basically being told to memorize a cookbook against your will. So students see those concepts they don't understand, and they ask the age old question "When are we going to use it in real life ?", which educators can only answer with nonsense like "You're not always going to have a calculator in your pocket", and by focusing more on the applications of said concepts.

Truth be told, you're likely never going to use derivatives in real life. Unless you wanna be a scientist or Data Scientist (friend of mine in that Master's showed me his notes, there's a fuckton of derivatives there, it's like it's all they do !), few jobs out there have you computing derivatives, if you somehow come across one there's WolframAlpha.

The appeal of derivatives is to teach you a new way to think about things, to solve problems. In a very reductive sense, calculus is about thinking in approximations.

Unless you've had a very cushy life, you'll always find problems to solve, without realizing it. Even things like "Should I wash the dishes first or go put my clothes into the washing machine ?" are problems, you just don't realize it. And that's not talking about the knapsack problem, or "Which items should I buy with my 20 dollar bills to maximize my happiness?". Having the ability to think in approximations, to estimate probabilities, or to divide problems into smaller and easier problems, it's a real game changer.

Mathematics are confusing because of the language, not the concepts

[hirokiyuu]

ok i said i wasnt gonna talk abt conspiracy boarded oc on here but i think abt him constantly so lin (oc, short for insulin, Yeah) talk under the cut, spoilers for vace’s friendship 100 and peace ending stuff

vace is v fun bc even post therapy he’s still kind of The Way He Is you know. (in the pringles jar) and i think on the surface someone who’s easy-going is the easy solution but i don’t think someone who isn’t driven would appeal to him at all? so rather than easy-going it’s like... someone who doesn’t hold what he does against him

i do think it’s extremely funny if at first he dates people who are very much like rex and sol (assuming golden run where he and rex make up wwww) and then later on the person he ends up w/long term is Not Like That. these two things were essentially my thesis statement in making lin  WWWWWWWW

lin is essentially like. i don’t care if you fuck up. i do however care if you just leave the mess behind and in fact i care about that Very Fucking Much, Do Not Do It. a non-therapized vace appeals to him 0 percent past looks. a post therapy vace who is constantly fucking up but trying about it? very much his type. (get help bro)

augment is “clear-headed” -- doesn’t get swept away by his emotions, able to keep a level head in every single situations. essentially, there’s a wall between “him” and “his feelings”. in theory this means he’s got a cool head and is great at problem solving... which is true in practice as well! what WASNT part of the theory was, uh, the fact that bc he’s like that he’s not v good at dealing w/ppl who DO get swept away. kind of isolated from most people as a result but he’s dealing w/it.*

*”but ravh,” you might be saying, “vace gets swept away a lot!” yeah! he also (eventually, thru therapy) has the self-awareness to recognize this. much more appealing/interesting to lin than someone who has emotions and doesn’t bother. good at helping vace realize when he’s getting swept away as well. guy who likes problem solving his boyfriend’s anger issues.

robotics guy. mechanic for vace’s hand. originally helio affiliated, was shuffled into their engineering from a young age which is why he never had any contact w/vace before (abt ten? years younger i think) tho he’s heard Of vace. prefers to see what’s up with himself before drawing conclusions, tho.

hes the one who asks vace out lol. theres definitely a moment where vace is like “i wont ask you out i dont want to make it weird when you’re only here to do a job” and lin is like. ok cool. i will make it weird instead. go out with me. and vace is like.

good together for a number of reasons. lin helps vace when he’s upset bc he tends to focus immediately on “how do we fix this” (robotics guy) which helps vace channel his shit productively. open + good communicator mostly bc he thinks being cagey is annoying. v good at framing rship conflict as “him and vace against smth else”. 

on the flipside, vace being so emotive is like... kind of fascinating for him (guy who has Never Once been swept away). helps him get better at empathizing with other ppl + be more patient (lol). also on a practical level lin is not. great at taking care of himself (does basically the bare minimum to keep himself going) and mr i wanna protect the ppl i love! olivaceous is like. you are going to eat three meals a day actually.

THIS GOT SO FUCKING LONG ALSKHDGLKASHGLKHSADG IF U READ THIS YOU HAVE TO LIKE IT, IF YOU HAVE ANY COMMENTS YOU HAVE TO BE NICE ABOUT THEM ALSKHGLAKHSGDLKH

[mrsmctominay]

sanch fluff alphabet pls xxxx

Fluff Alphabet- Jadon Sancho

A- Activities He loves being in the kitchen with you. He will always be looking for new recipes for dinner or baked goods that you can cook together, or if you're already cooking something he will find a way to help.

B- Beauty Your determination in life is so attractive to him. The way that you won't give up until somethings done or you will always go back to fix it if it's not done correctly. You will never leave something half done or half asses. It gets done right or not at all.

C- Comfort Jadon isn't AMAZING with feelings, but he sure tries his best. He thinks that he doesn't do a good job but there has never been a time that you've been left upset when he's around. He will pull you into his chest and stroke your hair until you've calmed down before talking to you to try and figure the situation out.

D- Dreams He doesn't talk to you much about the future, but he definitely think's about it when he is alone. He constantly imagines having a little him or you running around and what you would be like as a mum.

E- Equal Jadon is the type of guy that wants the media to think he's the dominant one, but deep down he is a big softie. He prefers when you take the lead when it comes to decision making and how to solve problems.

F- Fight He hates to admit when he's wrong, so he always expects you to apologise first. Sometimes you wait it out and won't talk to him for hours and usually he will apologise because he doesn't like not talking to you and he gets annoyed when you tease him for owning up.

G- Gratitude He is very good at acknowledging that you make him a better person and that you lit up his life from the moment you met. He tells you everyday how amazing you are and that he loves you.

H- Honesty He tells you everything and if he doesn't, its' because he forgot. He loves to gossip but he doesn't even realise he's doing it most of the time, it's just normal conversation for the two of you at this point.

I- Inspiration You inspired him to become a nicer and more open. Before, Jadon was quite cold and reserved. He didn't really speak about anything to anyone but now he's a lot better. The only thing he wants to work on is talking about and understanding feelings.

J- Jealous

Jadon has full trust in you so he knows that you're just fucking with him when you talk to guys in the club. He always dart's a dirty look towards anyone that looks at you with googly eyes.

K- Kiss

He was already practically an expert when the two of you had your first kiss, you however were not. He took it slow with you and told you exactly what to do and if you were doing a good job or not. It wasn't awkward at all because he made you feel so comfortable before and during the kiss.

L- Love

Jadon confesses his love through money. He would buy you anything you want in a heartbeat. You don't ask for much which annoys him, so usually he just buys whatever he thinks would look good on you or what he thinks you will like.

M- Marriage

He does want to marry you, but you've never really spoke about it. He wants to propose at some kind of party, be it your birthday or a christmas party. He wants to do it with all of your friends and family around.

N- Nickname 'My princess', 'My baby', 'little one' (these are the ones from dating would include). These are the ones he uses on the daily, he changes between them depending on what you're talking about but you always know what to expect.

O- On Cloud Nine He always brags about you to his teammates, like they can't get him to shut up about you. If he hears someone talk about something you like or if they do something that you do, he jumps right at them and lets them know. It's very clear that he is in love.

P- PDA He likes to show others that you're his and only his. He will wrap his arm around your shoulder/waist or hold your hand and if you've been out at night he will carry either you or your shoes.

Q- Quirk He's good at sensing when you're upset or uncomfortable in a public setting. He will either whisper reassuring things into your ear or give you a text to let you know that it's okay and that he is there.

R- Romance He's romantic in a funny way. He will buy rose petals just to spell out dirty things on the bed, or he will send you links to cheesy love songs when he's away. He never fails to put cute captions on posts/instagram stories of the two of you though.

S- Support He is 100% your biggest fan. He is always there to cheer you on. He supports you during your highs and lows and never fails to make you believe in yourself.

T- Thrill He will try something new but only if you want to. If it doesn't appeal to his s/o then it doesn't appeal to Jadon. So he definitely doesn't mind routine but he likes change every now and then also.

U- Understanding Jadon knows you well, like, way too well. He pays attention to you so well that its imprinted into his brain what you need at what time. It makes you feel comforted that he pays attention to you as much as he does.

V- Value Your relationship is one of the most important things in Jadon's life. He cannot imagine his life without you as you play such a huge part in it. You and his footballing career are level with each other in terms of most important, but as soon as he gets to where he wants to be, you will be no1.

W- Wild Card He always falls asleep on you. Whenever he gets home from training or a match he comes right over to you and falls asleep. It's hard to get him to move but as long as he's happy then...

X- XOXO Of course! I mean, this is Jadon were on about. He's just a big baby who would rather lay on you until your whole body is numb than anything else.

Y- Yearning He gets super grouchy when you're apart. He finds himself snapping at his teammates every so often or will be walking about with a sour face all day.

Z- Zebra He's not big on wanting a pet right now. Of course, in the future he wants something, maybe a cat.