#nor been able to find it

[aroaceleovaldez]

so in HoO we get a totally unaddressed thing about the Hephaestus cabin apparently have an underground tunnel system beneath their cabin that they’ve been excavating for almost a century and haven’t found the end to yet. We never hear about this again. But when Jake Mason is explaining it, he jokes to Will Solace that “You Apollo guys can’t have all the fun,” which implies the Apollo cabin also has secrets.

Anyways I think we should just start headcanoning random wild secret areas of each cabin just for fun.

[softpine]

she's looking especially sacrificial lamb today 🥩

[langfield]

ngl i do find rewrites of double exposure vastly intriguing ( and want to do one myself ) but the moment people make a huge point of removing amanda and vinh as love interests i immediately lose steam lol. where’s your whimsy … every lis game has romance and max is not some sort of nun character, who is known for putting her feelings aside for the sake of a case. after all, while the world as she knows it is ending, max writes this in her journal about warren and chloe :

like!! she would kiss amanda and vinh!! she would!! max is impulsive and feels things for the people she cares for very, very strongly and i feel like erasing her canon love interests in a genuine rewrite of the game is sort of a null point. no, max wouldn’t think through the logistics of kissing two people while investigating the murder of her best friend. no, max wouldn’t abstain from indulging herself in something she genuinely wants just because she’s sad or busy. idk. double exposure desperately needs a rewrite but the second you write max as someone who’s ‘above’ love affairs i shake my head in disagreement. there’s a difference between including love interests and then allowing the player to have max not romance anyone versus forcing her and the player to not romance anyone at all.

[prettyboysdontlookatexplosions]

hm. unfortunately i am still bitter about the ed school professor who knocked points off a paper where i demonstrated i’d gotten a student to improve hugely in comprehension & retention because i didn’t tailor my intervention to her “learning style” and then gave me a better grade on the next paper because i did some bullshit in that domain even though the student did worse.

[llycaons]

those posts about having boundaries with internet strangers rly resonate not because anything serious has ever happened to me but bc several years ago someone who followed me DM'd me a picture of a mildly homophobic hxh youtube screenshot and made it into a different and equally unfunny joke and expected me to laugh along and I didn't know how to politely extricate myself from that situation while communicating 'please do not contact me in this way again' so I typed back something like 'haha' and then immediately set my DM's to allow only people I follow to message me where it has been ever since. perhaps not the ideal way to handle the situation in hindsight but I really cannot communicate how uninterested I am in being contacted by complete strangers in this way. I am simply not equipped for any of that and would prefer to entirely avoid it

[sherlock-is-ace]

the imposter syndrome i feel every time i even slightly think i might be autistic is insane, specially for a person who highly relates to the lived experiences of people who are professionally diagnosed.

Like I was just watching this one youtuber, and she was talking about very specific examples in her life and childhood where she saw autistic traits that made her realize she was autistic and then seek a diagnosis and then get one, and everything she was saying was like she was describing my life! But yeah no, I can't be autistic tho

[luthwhore]

everybody hates funko pop figures until their obscure blorbo with no merch gets a funko pop figure

anyway CASS CAIN AND STEPHANIE BROWN FIGURES

[skrunksthatwunk]

household enemy to the yyh watchthrough number one is the olympics. it's taken us a week to get two episodes into the gamemaster fight

[m4niackkyun]

Hi. (Announcement in the tags)

[merkerlerspeaks]

You know. Sometimes you can just tell when God has put people in your life on purpose to show or teach you something.

My robotics teacher is a very, very compassionate, gentle Christian man, and very much persuing Jesus. And he is very understanding when my chronic condition effects my ability to attend class- perhaps likely due to his wife also having a condition like mine, perhaps due to the fact that he is just a very kindhearted person. (Luckily, I am able to do the majority of the class online, so it hasn't effected my grades).

There is also a young Christian man/late teen in my class as well who is also just such a big sweetheart. Very meek, very gentle, very smart. Also very much persuing Jesus.

I just very much admire it. My exposure to Christian men for the past 6 years has been predominantly my brother, which...well if you read my personal posts then we know how that has been going lol. I really appriciate being able to see...the variety, I guess. The ability to be able to speak to these people and not feel as if I am being spoken down too, and instead actually listened too. And the fact that they are christian men feels very healing.

[theconfusedartist]

honestly, I don’t think that the Isu are a big bad scary race, they’re just scared people going through shit the same way the humans do. like the Isu are a varied and connected group of people that got drastically smaller after the virus hit and their way of viewing humans changed once it was abundantly clear that they weren’t gong to make it out of that situation without them

Juno is a very smart person, like she’s intelligent, but she’s also so fucking stupid. I mean that both in canon and the rewrite. in canon she’s more stupid bc she manages to pull off grand plans and still somehow fumble the bag via knife to the neck. and that’s it.

rewrite Juno is an idiot bc she’s got this idea that the isu are better than humans to hide the fact that it terrifies her to think that they’re the reason she’s still alive, they’re the reason she even draws breath. she never really interacted with them before everything happened and now she must live with the understanding that her body isn’t her own bc if she still had all of her original parts, she’d most likely be very very dead, no matter how smart she is.

so she gives Adam and Eve technology that they shouldn’t have, lets them see things that Minerva and Jupiter specifically tried to reword their ways around to make them sound better. she needs that validation, not from her other isu and colleagues, but Adam and Eve. two people who knew nothing of the situation and don’t need to know everything, but need to come back humbled. she needs them to validate her beliefs about humans because it’s all she has left of her nostalgic memories of living in fantastic cities and light travel, that was overrun by the virus that spread and clung to skin, thick in the air.

those same grand cities crumbling around them as she and other scientists of both races risked everything in a gamble to find some solution, anything that would keep them from being wiped out.

Juno is an idiot in the rewrite because she clings to her memories of when ‘times were better’ and this ends up being the reason that Adam and Eve ever find out about the experimentation and treatment of humans. her own ego is what ultimately leads to the Human-Isu war, but due to the fact that no one ever passed down that information, nor was it something seen as important, it’s a fact that’s largely forgotten

[tiffanylamps]

Children of War: visual similarities between 1939s Poland and modern-day Palestine

[pic 1] Ryszard Pajewski in the ruins of Warsaw September 1939, source: Julien Bryan [pic 2] Children were left traumatised, source: Getty [pic 3] Defense of Warsaw in September 1939. Two boys read the Polish edition of the Sunday supplement with Mickey Mouse, standing among the ruins of Warsaw, source: Julien Bryan [pic 4] Children look at their destroyed homes in Rafah city, in the southern Gaza Strip, source: UNICEF/Eyad El Baba [pic 5] The inhabitants of the Praga district of Warsaw amid the devastation in September 1939, source: Julien Bryan [pic 6] Palestinian children cook a meal among tents for displaced people while Israel's attacks on Gaza continue, source: Abed Zagout/Anadolu Agency [pic 7] A girl holding her dog, 8 Żelazna Street, Warsaw, Poland, 5 Sep 1939, source: Julien Bryan [pic 8] A five-year-old boy holds up his cat amidst the wreckage of his home in Gaza, source: UNICEF/Mohammad Ajjou [pic 9] Two Polish mothers pose with their newborn infants during the siege of Warsaw, September 1939, source: Julien Bryan [pic 10] The United Nations Children's Fund estimates about 180 babies are being born in Gaza each day, source: Reuters/Mohammed Salem

[lucifer-kane]

i think i finally have to admit to myself they discontinued the dragon fruit red bull

[meowder]

I have been waiting my whole life for someone to ask me this(and to read about the favorites of others)

tell me about your favourite transformer, and maybe why you like them so much? or what's your favourite continuity?

[endawn]

also had a thought related to pax's own death -- he did, in fact, try to contact ocato when the battle was lost. to ask for help. at some point, pax was stuck by an arrow laced with magicka poison that nullified his magic. him being a grand marshal of the legions, he had a sending crystal of sorts which would cast a projection of himself through another crystal it was bound to. it had been placed in the council meeting hall in the event he was unable to reach the palace but his attendance was still mandatory. ocato waited in the hall for news or request for aid, but pax never did. or, at least, ocato thought this was the case. surus, pax's uncle and fellow member of the elder council, convinced ocato to leave and get some rest. he had been fretting over it for days, after all. surus offered to watch it for updates. pax mustered what he could of his magic and connected with the other crystal. in the chaos, he was able to plead for aid - they were overwhelmed, send reinforcements from the nearest garrison. pax could see his uncle sitting in a chair facing the projection. heard him saying something. the poison overwhelmed his magic and the connection ended. help never came.

[readwritealldayallnight]

You had never seen him look so utterly human before

Laid up amongst the scratchy, thin sheets of the hospital bed, with only a plain surgical mask covering the bottom half of his face, everything else above Ghost’s shoulders exposed to your eyes for the first time, while his own eyes have been shut for nearly four days straight now

You had never seen your Lieutenant without the signature mask that haunts the dreams of even the deadliest foreign mercenaries, had never seen him look anything less than intimidating, commanding, powerful without so much as even trying to, his presence alone striking fear into those who’ve heard whispers of the fearsome Ghost

Now however, with an IV hooked up to his arm and a nurse that comes to check on his vitals periodically, it’s hard to picture him as such a gruesome soldier, rather than a simple man who bleeds like any other human

In spite of the evident vulnerable position he finds himself in, his pale skin appearing nearly translucent under the harsh fluorescent lights of the hospital, there was no denying that Ghost remained someone to be feared

A particularly nasty blow to the head during a field op gone wrong had knocked the burly soldier out cold, and though doctors were optimistic he would make a full recovery, they couldn’t exactly tell the extent of the damage done until he woke up

You and the men that made up the remainder of the 141 had been taking turns remaining by his side, not wanting for Ghost to wake up alone, whenever that would be exactly

You wonder how he would feel about this, the fact that you are currently the one on shift for the unofficial rotation of visitors who’ve stuck by his bedside throughout his injury

You’re well aware of the fact that the Lieutenant doesn’t like you, has never liked you, and probably never will, though you’ve never been able to get a straight answer as to why

From the moment you’d met him, he’d been cold to you, distant, making no effort to get to know you nor welcome you to the team, opposite to the way the Sergeants and Captain had welcomed you with open arms and hearts

No matter how much you poked and prodded at them for an answer, some sort of inclination as to what you could possible have done wrong to have Ghost dislike you so much, the men always bit their tongues

You saw the way they exchanged knowing glances and sly smirks, believing they were being more cunning than they really were, insisting to you with carefully chosen words that it wasn’t something you should worry about too much, that the LT had a different way of expressing his feelings than most

���So long as he doesn’t wake up and want to ‘express his feelings’ by punching me in the face for being the first thing he opens his eyes to.” You thought to yourself, glancing up from your book at his still sleeping form, shaking your head at your silly thought

No, he’d never been particularly kind to you, but he’d also never gone out of his way to be cruel to you either you supposed

Perhaps he found you to be more of a nuisance than anything else, a pest he couldn’t seem to swat away hard enough, an annoying pimple he couldn’t quite pop

Your eyes scanned over his face once more, cursing whatever Gods might be listening that the man hiding beneath that Ghost facade had to be so … intriguing

You could see old scars running across his face, some of them peeking out from under the surgical mask while others ran across his brow, his crooked nose evident even under the fabric of the mask

He was handsome in his own, rugged way, a fact you were displeased to learn when you first saw him laying here, switching off with Soap who’d been sat at his side earlier

Ghost may not care for you, not that he had given you many reasons or chances to care for him, but you cared about your remaining members of the task force, and knew how important Ghost was to them, and so for the 141, you’d do your duty and care for a Ghost who apparently wanted no such love and tenderness from you

You looked the large man over, brows furrowing when your eyes landed on his neck, noting that the pillow supporting his head was getting a little flat

You stood from your chair, setting your book down, and approched him carefully, almost as though any sudden movements would somehow wake the comatose man from his slumber

As gently as you could, you attempted to adjust the pillow behind him to hopefully be more comfortable, quickly realizing just how heavy he was when he was nothing more than dead weight

You slowly slipped your hands behind his shoulders, pulling him forward as best as you could until you were able to adjust the pillow one handed

Slipping your hands back down his shoulders to ease him back into the bed, your palms naturally ending up sliding onto the back of his neck, the tips of your fingers brushing against the hair at the base of his skull, an involuntary shiver running through you at what you realized too late was a bit of an intimate touch with a man who’d been touch starved for years

It was hard to say who was more stunned at first, with how quickly things transpired, when you suddenly felt a pair of strong hands reaching up to grip your wrists and hold them in place

You hadn’t even realized you had let out a gasp as your eyes flicked down and met none other than Ghost’s own wide open orbs only inches away from you, staring right at you as though he was seeing a ghost

Stunned into silence, worried that you truly were about to end up on the receiving end of Ghost’s anger for having invaded his space like that, you barely had enough time to process that he’d somehow woken from his coma when his grip on your wrists tightened further, and somehow, whether it was a trick of the light or you imagination, his gaze softened before his scratchy, out of use voice said:

“Love.”

Your ears were ringing, hardly taking notice of the way a flurry of alarms and bells had gone off as soon as Ghost had woken up, his heart rate soaring through the roof and alerting staff

Medical personnel rushed into the room before you could wrap your mind around any of what was happening, Ghost’s grip on your never loosening until the doctor finally approached you both, sensing the tension in the air

“Lieutenant Riley,” the man said, gently landing a hand in Ghost’s bicep to hopefully help him ease his strong grip on you. “Let her go.”

His grip on you disappeared instantly, as though your skin had suddenly burned him, but his eyes never wavered from your own, even as he began mumbling unintelligibly beneath his medical mask

“What was that?” The doctor asked, trying to bring calm back to the room and ease Ghost into a state where he could be properly examined

“My girl.” The Lieutenant’s gravelly voice echoed throughout the sterile room

“Pardon?”

“My girl.” Ghost repeated, never once breaking eye contact with your now widened eyes

“Do- do you know who this is, Lieutenant?” The doctor posed the question, slowly gesturing towards you with a confusion that was spreading amongst you all

“‘Course I do.” Ghost spoke with certainty. “That’s my love.”

Part two