#none of your friends are normal

[silverselfshippingchaos]

this scene is so silly ajsjajs but also... sir... you always get upset at e.rika and w.alker always talking about anime and manga and games all day...

yet why do you never seem to mind when it's ash who does it 🤨🤨?? lmao do you have a crush on her or something?? that's so embarrassing,,,,

(we've been married for 2+ years)

[queenerdloser]

i just finished dark heir

[commsroom]

making hera manage a space station is inhumane. she's supposed to be creating unmarketable art. post-canon hera makes like fifteen dollars a month off niche experimental multimedia poetry zines, eiffel is begging people to listen to his music on bandcamp (between an assortment of jobs that would be perfectly fine, if he could hold any of them for longer than two months), and they are both so, so lucky minkowski cares about them so much.

[s-wordsmith]

Something I really need Stranger Things fic writers to know is that no one in rural America was locking any doors in the eighties apart from the government and businesses. I remember when there was a big stink about "we gotta start locking our doors now how am I supposed to remember that every time I leave the house." People didn't lock the doors when they were home until at LEAST the mid-aughts, a lot of people STILL don't. "Oh we can't get into so-and-so's house/car because we don't have the keys!" You do not need the keys, just open the door. "I'm alarmed because I went over to so-and-so's house and their front door was unlocked so I instantly knew something was wrong." It would be much weirder if it was locked. If I showed up at my friend's house and the door was locked I would immediately assume something was wrong. If I lived in a town regularly invaded by monsters and patrolled by mobs of government agents/Russian spies/jocks with guns, I would assume my friend was currently being hunted.

[vse-kar-vem]

together in every universe. or something

[conivolos]

idk anything about penumbra (except that the night vale and tma fandoms, which i am both in, overlap w it a lot), can you tell me a plot/synopsis summary or maybe everything about it please

yippe hi ak!!!! clears throat./silly

the penumbra podcast is a scifi audio drama!! one of the stories theyve got are those of juno steel (the other is the second citadel but i dont watch that. so. /silly)!!

junos a private eye on mars!!! hes got an assistant called rita and we love her.

junos the lady ever. hes clinically depressed. hes got a whole fucking arc on learning to love and live again despite everything, dare i say its one of the main themes of the show. hes a bi disaster. falls in love by the end of episode one with a man hes just met. theyre endgame. former cop. turns into one of the solar systems most wanted criminals by s3.

okay but no seriously now. the penumbra podcast is such a good fucking show its unbelievable. *god* the layers of nuance and story throughout everything makes me lose my shit every single time. everyone in the goddamn show is flawed and they learn to evolve as people as uruewuityitirejteruteriot <- me sobbing /pos

[crossbackpoke-check]

Dysprosium, Mary Soon Lee

dysprosium, AN 66, is a silvery-white rare earth metal. its name is derived from the greek dysprositos, meaning “hard to get at”, owing to the difficulty in separating and isolating this rare earth element. dysprosium is used to measure neutron flux, to fuel reactors, and to activate phosphors. terfenol-d is a magnetorestrictive alloy, meaning that it changes shape when a magnetic field is applied, and is used to manufacture underwater acoustic systems.

jason “robo” robertson, dallas stars #21 for @simmyfrobby’s nhl periodic table poems <3

[cacw]

puppy barnes copium

[authenticaussie]

May I request Sad Dad Times for WIP Weekend please? That sounds fun (for me, if not for anyone actually in the fic) 💚

Sad dad time is a two for one special!!!!!!!

"You ruined it!" Damian shouts, and then hates the drop of guilt that forces his blood from his face. It's true, and it's real, and it's Tim's fault that his Father returned, but it's not fair to say it was ruined, how could he have ruined something Damian had waited his whole life for-

But his father had been overbearing. Had been stern, quiet, and demanding, with no clear goals for Damian to exceed. But his father had been disappointed in him, had pulled away during the first few awkward attempts Damian had made to find common ground, and it - this - felt like a fracture in a wound he had never noticed.

But Damian had waited his whole life for his father's love, and his father had not been the one to give it to him.

Timothy stares at him with confusion and frustration warring in his gaze, an exasperated edge to his tone when he says, “Look, baby brat, I'm allowed to join you and B for dinner.”

----

It was with baited breath that the people of Gotham waited for Bruce's curse; with parents such as his, with a silver spoon and want for nothing, it would be strong but lovely. What price would stand in the way of another Wayne patriarch improving the city, and how often could Bruce pay it?

There was no question of if he would; you always had to, no matter what, and what Wayne would hold back from serving Gotham?

And then there was the murder.

The lovely string of fake pearls scattered along the streets of Park Row, and Bruce Wayne, too young, huddled insensate over his parents' bodies. By the time the police arrived, they were long dead, and the blood had soaked into Bruce's pants.

It was a spectacle when Gordon and Pennyworth helped him to his feet, for that was when they thought that the last Wayne had been injured too, blood blooming over his chest and dripping down his arms, and the pictures of Bruce's curse and Alfred Pennyworth were front news for the next week.

What an irony, they whispered, when the news came out, that she would have served him better alive then dead.

What an irony, that Thomas' curse had been twisted so much, in the tragedy, that Bruce's bleeding heart became reality.

It had been hard to get news of the Wayne heir after that; the pictures of him could be constituted as gore, sometimes, with the way blood would seep through any fabric he wore, and no-one in Gotham was truly comfortable with the fact that their city's most prominent figure was now the child that had seen his parents die. They were just curses - but this one felt pointed, felt sad, and while it was never easy to live with a Gotham curse, at least the fridge having teeth was a silly story to share with friends, in comparison to the constant tragedy Bruce Wayne wore.

It was almost a relief when he vanished. Even more so when, upon his return, the bleeding had eased - and Bruce had taken to wearing red undershirts under his suits, well-disguising his bleeding heart.

Alfred Pennyworth never told anyone about the blood trails through Wayne Manor, which had not abated in the intervening years, nor did he talk about what did eventually ease Bruce Wayne's curse.

After all - everyone knew you had to pay the price of your curse, and no Wayne would hold back from serving Gotham.

[chompe-diem]

already living in the au where riz is senior class president bc i know it's never becoming canon

[wizardnuke]

my dnd characters

- the antichrist, but she's a line cook (yeah she fucks. don't worry about the recent uptick in arson-related crimes)

- *image of a woman covered in swamp muck and kicking a dead alligator* WANTED FOR 500 PLATINUM. YES PLATINUM

- halfling dropkicks a human child for fun and more importantly, profit

- 20yo going thru a eldritch horror flavored identity crisis with a live studio audience in their head

[circus-k]

i think i have to kill someone.

[twig---verginix]

man Clive is a really good vehicle/signpost for Luke’s anxieties about change and what his future is going to look like. more stories should do that kind of thing with False Doppleganger kinda characters

[abelinthelandofnod]

tmi under the cut, just thinking

ykw as a kid i don't think i had a reasonable understanding of what situations justify calling 911... like obviously if there's a fire or someone needs an ambulance or there's a robber with a gun, i would have known that was an emergency. but growing up i also had to regularly be in a car driven by a drunk parent, often with my younger brother in the car as well, and i was instructed by my other parent to make sure my brother was safe.

not once in all that time did i consider calling 911. not when we rolled into the car ahead of us, not when we drove into a ditch, not when we were swerving on a one lane road through pitch black woods in the middle of nowhere with two other younger children in the car.

we don't talk about this, not even my brother and i. maybe i failed him by not being more proactive, but our parents definitely failed me by making me think i couldn't call for help.

[always-a-joyful-note]

Me, reading the AtoZ story: None of these guys understand how romance or women (aka, they are literally just humans beings like yoursel - human beings just like anyone else) work. Somehow, this explains so much....

[panic-in-the-multiverse]

Can we normalize not drinking alcohol, like do you want me to ask you why you drink?