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[wolffnichols]

part 2

[jellyinapot]

Copia reddit

(original under the cut)

[turtleblogatlast]

[ cw: dismemberment / ]

I think a lot about how Leo’s rescue could have easily ended in him losing a leg as the portal snaps shut on the Krang still clutching the limb, or, alternatively, only having Leo’s right arm make it out, still held dearly in his brother’s hand as the rest of Leo is left behind. (The latter hits even harder, as it directly parallels his future self in the worst of ways.)

I think a lot about how so many things could have gone wrong during the course of the movie with even a little bit of a change, but it really is harrowing how much of a coin-flip the entirety of the Prison Dimension rescue was.

[gordonstanheight]

its not looking good for us (sports team) but the delusion will take me all the way through to the end

[ticklygiggles]

Happy birthday, Ginny! 🥳🎂

Welcome to Ginny's birthday extravaganza!

My dearest, @otomiya-tickles's birthday is right around the corner and to celebrate I decided to do this little event thingy(? with all my love!

For seven days straight starting today Saturday 09th, I will be posting one (1) drabble per day for my lovely Ginny with different fandoms, and on her birthday, I will post a whole fic, (that means more than 1.5k words) *claps claps*

I wish I could do more for you, my dearest, but I hope you enjoy this little thing and that you enjoy every day! I love you so muuuch!

Day 1 - Victuuri (lee!Yuuri) [Yuri!!! On Ice]

Day 2 - WangXian (lee!Lan WangJi) [MDZS]

Day 3 - Seo Hyunsoo x Baek Youngchan (lee!Seo Hyunsoo) [XXX Buddy] | N$FW

Day 4 - Ash Jones x Karlyle Frost (lee!Karlyle Frost) [Define the Relationship]

Day 5 - Lucifer x Reader (lee!Reader) [Obey me!]

Day 6 - Takeda Ittetsu x Ukai Keishin (lee!Takeda) [Haikyuu!!]

Day 7 - Kamisato Ayato x Thoma (lee!Thoma) [Genshin Impact]

[victoriantreecat]

Blackberry Winter

Lets imagine there are blackberry bushes along the walls of dogwarts.

They're brambles, good for defences, good at guarding the high walls. Early on, they gave some extra food for the villagers, so they didn't get tired of the carrots they farmed. In the hot months the shiny fruits gleamed and glowed against the thick foliage, picked at by birds but still abundant.

Their juice was sweet and stained the lips of all. The king and his hand gathered baskets and brought the delicious morsels as gifts to their brothers in arms, all feasting on a rich harvest, a bountiful banquet.

But the cold- a sudden snap, a dogwood winter, it came and it killed.

The night winter came, the blackberries froze.

The vines sickened in the sharp cold. Frost shrunk the leaves, stripped the branches bare, but for their thorns. The birds had once spread the delicate seeds, but now the food waned and the birds went.

The chill was deep. Bone deep, although the king never seemed to feel it- then again his skin was cool as stone. Little comfort came but for nights the by campfires and the cold comfort of the distant stars.

Ember baked loaves grew thinner and carrots rotted under piles of snow. The moon stole away her sister, snow-filled clouds smothered her. The banners stained the drifts a bloody mess.

But perhaps in all this someone had the foresight to take some berries, pat them dry, and place them by the furnace to store. Let's say the Hand tucked some away for when the chill sunk too deep, for a rainy day, for a hoped-for celebration feast.

It's in this heart stopping cold he takes them again, takes pine needles from the bitter slopes, takes honey from the precious stores below. He soaks them in the snow-melt, strains them gently out, makes tea- adding pine and wild mosses, boiling 'til it lightly simmers. He grinds the renewed berries, and purple the juice runs down- scooped up in careful fingers, mixed with honey, mixed with salt.

Now on ember baked loaves, flat and dusted with dark soot, he spreads the makeshift jam, a violet stain vivid, soaking through spongy bread. As purple as the sky is bright when it peeks through stormy clouds. As deep as the lasting look into the eyes of a lover. As rich as silken cloth with royal Sidonian dye, trimmed with gold.

And of course, a royal treat, then it must be shared with kings.

So to the King the Hand brings this secret delight. A sweet, staining surprise that, perhaps, brings a smile to the bloodied face.

A dipped finger, touched to the tongue, reveals the honey-bright and ambrosia-sweet taste. The berry's flavour entwining itself among their senses, blossoms out in renewed life. And the dark, swirling tea brings a bittersweet warmth to their bones. Like red infused with green, with blue, the warming tea diffuses through their worn out limbs, replacing, just so briefly, all their fear.

Let us imagine tender words suffused with love that dance in the curling breaths they speak into the winter air. Dwell on the gentleness of these who live, surrounded by rock and ice and sand and snow.

Let's imagine the fingertips, warmed by wooden cups, clutching for more. Eyes drooping in sweet sleep. Cups lying long empty. Reams of poetry spilling from purple-stained lips. Soft humming songs echoing off the harsh walls.

The slowly fading, lingering taste of blackberries.

And all this while still the brambles snarl around the frozen stones below the ramparts, and the cold digs it's claws closer to their hearts.

[katherynefromphilly]

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[em-the-nem]

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[continent-of-wild-endeavor]

You're hiking with your reactive dog. It's quiet; you're alone. You come around a curve and suddenly, running towards you

Off-leash doodle

[writer-rider-flirty-thirties]

My current feed just means I need to inhale more Lukadrien.

That's all.

[redjaybird]

"Saying again; immortality fuckin' sucks."

[zestylemonsz]

Dogs or cats?

cats because I'm allergic to dogs and most of them scare me

[spectral-coyote]

Since we’re talking about umbra my take is that they’re one of the people tesla uhhh murdered for science. Edison as umbra WOULD hurt so good though, but i feel like he’s almost too important to be haunting anything but the narrative and maybe classifieds home life.

[justawanderingbabbit]

Warning, potential Too Much Information ahead, but with a purpose. I recently loaded Sims3 on my new computer. My brand spanking new computer with all the latest bells and whistles. Well, guess what. Intel's latest tech doesn't like Sims3 at all and it refused to run. No error message, just wouldn't run.

So I did what any reasonable geek would do, I searched for answers on the internet. And every answer I found didn't really answer the question until I found a video that *finally* did. HOWEVER! I had to sit through 3 to 5 minutes of babbling about the poster's experience before they even got to answering the question. And the first thing they offered was a thing that didn't work for them. The second thing, however, proved to be the answer. And, while I'm grateful that someone was willing to answer the question so I could return to the wonderful world of Sims3, I remain very very salty over the fact that something that could have been answered quickly took ten minutes of waiting through babble to get to. Also, What to do when Sims3 won't run on your fancy new computer Symptom: Sims3 Launcher runs but Sims3 does not start when hitting play. Cause: On new systems, Intel's core processor doesn't like something Sims3 does. Sims3 drops out without an error message. (If you're using EA, the EA application resumes.) How to Fix: 1) Start Sims3 launcher 2) Start task manager. 3) Select tab for Details. 4) Find the launcher in the list of running programs and right click. 5) One of the options is Set Affinity. Click this and a list of CPUs will appear. 6) Uncheck All Processors, then Check CPU 01. 7) Launch Sims3 and play.

Once Sims3 is running you can go back to the task manager, find TS3 and reset the CPUs to all processors, but I'm not sure it changes much.

“this meeting could have been an email” but instead it’s “this video tutorial could have been a post with less than a hundred words”

[jackyjackdraws]

I got this idea at 3am.

No, I won't elaborate further