#oh i like this one too

[plusonetm]

[inkskinned]

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.

[notahorseindisguise]

I'm so sorry you're hurting yourself like this. You're clearly an autistic young woman. I hope you get the help you need ❤️

thank you so much!! i really needed this encouragement. it means so much to hear you call me a woman, especially since im a cisgender male.

i will get the help i need! ill look into hormone replacement therapy and become the beautiful autistic young woman you see inside me!!

[queenangella]

obsessed with sokka’s name kinda popping up everywhere in school books years after atla. like yeah ur learning history about the end of the hundred year war? oh right with the avatars amazing team and some non bender named sokka who probably wasn’t all that important. on to gym class where u learn different fighting styles, did you know btw that the first guy to ever train with the kyoshi warriors was some random guy named sokka? oh well. can’t be late for physics where we learn about the invention of the air balloon and the submarine by … sokka? huh okay I guess, on to politics where we learn about all these important decrees over all the different nations which were first proposed by.. ah man, sokka? again? anyway art class now, here look at these paintings made by sokka

[bo0zey]

we as a society moved past motor oil gerard waaayy too damn fast for my liking

[hood-ex]

I think that after Dick and Jason beat the shit out of each other, they should just be like, "Isn't it weird that we're the only ones who remember what Bruce used to be like?" And they should nurse their wounds while gruffly reminiscing about Bruce giving them piggyback rides and wrestling with them for funsies.

[1driedpersimmon]

Mello except I get to make him like marginally more emo

[shadeswift99]

A few months ago I realized something I couldn't un-realize about Minecraft and that is that villagers being killed by mobs is a direct result of the player's existence. Hostile mobs only spawn within a certain radius of the player. Villages are so unprotected because they straight up don't ever have to deal with monsters before I get there. They live, they work, undiscovered, and then I bring them apocalypse by walking slightly too close at night.

Knowing that, the least I can do is help villages I find to survive it, so I build them a wall and new homes and traps for the creatures of the night - but all that time, they're creatures I created. To the villagers it must seem like the world started ending, hoards of the undead pouring out of the earth, and then this hero emerged to save them from it all, but the danger and the rescue are one and the same and they will never really understand that, and THAT makes me go completely feral. The player is a thing of infinite life which death follows like a shock wave in the fabric of the Universe. We are a self fulfilling prophesy. How is this a thing we've all just gotten used to in the funky cube game

[chaosgenasi]

ashton greymoore lore [1/?] ☆ the ashari

Orym's the reason that Ashton joined the group. Flat out. [Because] he said the word Ashari and that was immediately like, Okay, I'm in. 'Cause that is as close to the word that Ashton knows about where they came from that they have. It's the first time he ever heard it.

+bonus:

[sentientstump]

chuckles

hes in danger

[otaku553]

Designs for fics I’ll never write part n! Kazuha and Scaramouche roleswap au, in which Kazuha, after the fall of his family, becomes disillusioned with the authority of Raiden Shogun and vows to rebuild Inazuma to be kinder and more forgiving; in which Kunikuzushi, after continuing his travels, comes to gradually fall in love with the country he vowed to destroy.

More thoughts from twitter in the read more!

[cherryblossomriot]

I think alot about serizawa.

that he's so powerful and so sensitive, and how he's the very common Shonen anime trope of "villain with tragic backstory who just needed friends and is won over to the hero's side after the hero listens to them and shows them kindness" but like, his tragic backstory is so grounded in places others just aren't? like, he just didn't want to hurt anybody, so he hid himself away. that's so simple, yet so poignant and painful, so...normal. its such a common emotion, such a common solution. its not a healthy one or a "good" one, but its all he had...and then at some point, his self-imposed isolation became so hurtful to him that it caused him to become vulnerable to exploitation. to manipulation, and he became a weapon in a never ending cycle of violence, until someone was kind enough to listen to him, to want to help him.

and then i think about the fact that that person was just a child who had experienced the exact same struggle but was provided tools by people who loved him to help manage his problems....and it honestly makes me so emotional. because, like, it's a perfect allegory for how living with mental illness affects people.

serizawa is older than mob, so the society he grew up in didn't know how to handle his powers (mental illness/neurodivergency), but now, as times have changed and society has become increasingly more aware, it opens the pathway for people to find strength together, to have people in their lives that understand that they need kindess, they need love, that their mental illness isnt something bad or wrong.

but even more than that, they know that their differences do not make them bad people, they are not something to be shunned and hidden away, but just something to be worked through. just a unique aspect of how that person is, and it's neither good nor bad, just how they are.

and then i think about how serizawa didn't have anyone like that in his life until he was 30, and how those years of isolation and then manipulation (which caused him to do the very thing he was afraid of), how all of that could have broken him could have made him unloving, could have made him bitter. but instead, he overcame his fears, his guilt, his shame, and under all of that, he's just kind.

when i get really afraid, of myself, of the world, when i want to myself hide away and never leave my bed, my room, i think of him, and i feel so comforted, so much less alone.

what a wonderful man, written so gently, so lovingly. it's so rare to see a grown man with a stigmatized symptom of mental illness depicted in such a kind way, it makes me want to hug ONE through a phone screen.

anyway, uh. yeah katsuya. i think he's pretty neat.

[rillette]

government mandated jay portrait hours 

[770811]

i think kris would show spamton ytps to  make him even more fucked up

[doodleodds]

Happy Valentines, Akira. Happy Valentines, Asshole.

If you can’t read what Akechi’s secondary inner-dialogue says cause I obscured it too much behind his regular dialogue, here’s a transcription in panel order: Hello, you fucking- Ah- Hello, Akira! Fuck off, why should I tell you- Just a soda- there’s a new flavor.

I don’t want your shitty gift. Oh- haha! You’re so sweet.

I hope I choke. They’re lovely, thank you.

Like hell. Likewise. There’s no way it’s just a coincidence. Still though, it’s a funny coincidence.

[polarspaz]

Knowing too much AU

It starts out so innocent and simple. Tim is spending a relaxing day with his friends, when Kon starts complaining about Tim sneaking up on him again. “Not a meta my ass! I swear, you Bats have this super creepy ability to make NO SOUND. I have super-hearing. I can hear a damn pin drop a mile away. Yet once again, I nearly shit myself this morning when I saw you in the kitchen!”

Tim just rolls his eyes. “The reason you don’t hear me Kon is because you’re distracted. I just learned how to take advantage of that.”   

But Kon crosses his arms and vehemently shakes his head. “Tim, I hear a lot of shit. Stuff, I really, really don’t want to hear. You though? No footsteps, no breathing and your heartbeat? I gotta actually listen for that! I swear it’s like living with a ghost!”

The gang laugh it off after awhile but the conversation stays with Tim. While Kon tended to exaggerate, what he said was kinda true. Tim is 100% sure he’s not a meta and he doesn’t feel any different then usual, but he can keep an eye out on the rest of the bat-family, right?

What he sees changes everything. Dick is too fast, too flexible, his body twisting in ways no human should. Jason accuracy is beyond that of a machine, and his ability to recover from injuries is too fast. Cassandra’s eyesight is incredible, Barbra’s memory is vast, and Alfred isn’t aging. Damian and Stephanie seem to be the least affected but there are signs that is changing.

Whatever is changing them, it’s influencing Bruce the most, and Tim is determined to figure out what the hell is going. But some things shouldn’t be known, and Tim finds himself delving into the world of the Eldritch, and that has consequences.

IN short, Tim finds out the bat-family are becoming less human because an ancient eldritch being is obsessed with them, and Tim finding this out through his poking around accidently progresses the change happening to him even faster.

So now Tim’s a half eldritch being who has to make sure the world’s greatest detective doesn’t find this out, because the same thing that happened to Tim could happen to Bruce.

Small tiddbits =Fear gas reveals Tim’s true form. Tim’s form is the embodiment of hope for Gotham. Looks like a manta-ray cause, I guess, manta rays are pretty smart? Can eat magic and fear.