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[hellsitegenetics]

hello i am here to humbly request the yuri genome so we may behold the yuri creature

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yuri_(genre)

String identified: I went here and hit Ctrl + A

Closest match: Hypercompe scribonia genome assembly, chromosome: 12 Common name: Giant Leopard Moth

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[1000sunnygo]

I did write the summary on the wiki lol - happy to see that people use it! On a separate topic, and if you're interested, I remembered another bonus story released for Jump Victory Carnival 2021 about Luffy and Law bug hunting for beetles (imgur /a/Txt6ayl). It hasn't been included in any of the volumes (like the rest of the JVC stories)

LMAOAOA

the image quality got significantly worse after lettering, here's the raw link (credits: @walrsu)

THIS NERD NAMED 4 BEETLES IN 2 PAGES (the 'welcome ⬆️' signboard HAHA)

+ Luffy's face in this panel 😭 I love him being a little shit with Law

This made my day, thank you again!

[nickelpilled]

minimum wage fast food/restaurant worker hamilton au. if u even care

[starsapphire]

dick and tim in tec #874

[angst-and-fajitas]

If it's not too late for a request, could I mayhaps ask for a crumb of Maddapian? Possibly featuring some Dave, at any age? Already clapping like a seal in anticipation btw becuase I know the art shall be *chef's kiss* IMACCULATE

VORPAL THANK U FOR BEING PATIENT!! I COULDNT DO THIS HALFWAY

RAAAUGGHHG THEY COULDVE BEEN A FAMILY!!!!! 💖💖💖🥹😭

[centaurianthropology]

One thing that I think a lot of Disco Elysium meta misses (likely because a lot of it is very clearly written by young Americans writing from an intensely American-centric cultural perspective without even really realizing it) is that one of the singular and central themes of the game is massive-scale generational trauma in a home that is economically collapsing as its resources and people are being drained by an occupation.  People have noted that no one tries to help Harry, despite the fact his mental illness is incredibly obvious to everyone around him.  He tells Kim that he completely lost his memory, and Kim politely asks him to focus on the work.  He tells Gottlieb that he had a heart attack, and Gottlieb tells him that if he’s still alive it couldn’t have been that bad.  That he’ll drop dead sooner or later, but then so does everyone.

And that’s the most important thing: so does everyone.  Look at Martinaise.  Look at the world in which Harry lives.  It is not our own, but it is adjacent to ours.  More specifically, it is clearly adjacent to the states of the Eastern Bloc: overtaken and occupied by a faraway government that clearly doesn’t care about Revachol or its people.  And that is obvious in every tired face, every defeated citizen, everyone trying to eke out a little happiness or meaning in spite of the overwhelming trauma and damage around them.  The buildings are still half-destroyed.  The bullet holes are still in the walls.  The revolution was decades before, but it still feels to the people there like a fresh wound.  The number of men of Harry’s generation who are not alcoholic or otherwise deeply fucked up are very few.  Some, like Kim, hide it better, but the deeper you dig into his history, the more you realize how damaged Kim is.  He’s more than a little trigger happy, and hates that about himself, but he is a product of his environment: Kim’s entire life is seeing people he cared about shot and killed, so his instinct now is to shoot first himself, to protect those few people left who still matter to him.

Harry is not unique in his trauma.  He is a distillation of an entire culture of people who tried to rise up and make something beautiful, and were instead routed and occupied.  He is trapped between the occupation and the people on the ground, along with all the rest of the RCM.  Their authority comes from the occupying government, but it is implied that they were formed out of the remnants of the citizens militia which sprung up from Revachol itself as a way to try to mitigate some of the horrors being committed on its streets.  The Moralintern sure as hell wasn’t going to get their hands dirty, so they happily conscripted (and therefore could better control) this group, who are only recognized in certain places, and whose authority mostly amounts to giving out fines.  The RCM is corrupt, but it is corrupt in the same way its culture is.  Bribes are considered standard with them, not a moral failing, but a necessity, so long as those bribes are correctly logged as ‘donations’.  It’s how the RCM stays afloat, and the rest of Revachol completely understands that.  Everyone would take a bribe if it meant they kept eating.  Everyone would take a little under-the-table money if it meant keeping a roof over their heads.  The officersof the RCM certainly don’t make enough to see a doctor.  They have an in-house lazarus, and if he can’t fix them they just die.  Mental health care?  What mental health care?  Harry doesn’t get it for the same reason no one else does: it doesn’t really seem to exist.  There are no counselors, no psychologists, no psychiatrists.  How would they even start?  If the world is what is broken, if everyone is suffering a similar catastrophic amount, it makes sense that Harry’s trauma would simply get rolled up with all the rest.  Kim asks him to get on with the job because Harry’s suffering is not remarkable in Revachol.  He is one of an entire generation who have an astronomical number of orphans from the revolution, and so many younger people are left more or less orphans as their parents drink themselves into oblivion like Cuno’s father.  So Harry’s truly unique attribute is embodying all that trauma, having it all inside of him, filling him to bursting.

To really engage with the themes of the game, engaging first and foremost with the reality of Revachol is imperative.  Imposing our own reality onto Revachol, particularly if coming from an American perspective (which tend to have the habit of both viewing the world through an American lens and not realizing they’re doing it because they’ve never experienced a different lens), will always feel shallow to me because of this.

All that is to say, I would love to hear some more explicitly European meta about this game, and especially Eastern European meta.  If anyone can point me to some good, juicy essays from that perspective, I would be grateful!

[lynxxpaw]

[skippingstonez]

Bunny Bonding

(Legend x hare!Reader) Previous / Chapter 2 / Next Warnings: Mentions of painful transformation. Nothing very explicit but it's there.

‘Too slow!!’ You teased, landing on the ground behind him.

‘Ohh~ you just wait!’ Legend took off. Running towards you as fast as he could only for you to hop right over him once more and dashed off towards where Wild was sitting on the ground.

‘Geez no wonder you need those magic boots!’ You laughed, from where you had hid behind the cook. ‘You're slower than- ahh!’

Anticipating you'd use him as a barrier, Legend snuck up behind you. Springing forward, he tackled you to the ground. Rolling around on the ground before he finally had you pinned.

“Ha! Gotcha ya!”

You laughed. The sound so intoxicating that Legend couldn't help but join you.

Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would actually enjoy being in this form. The need to survive had always outweighed everything else. Instincts to run, hide, run, hide, run, hide, left no room to simply run for fun. To explore or simply exist.

So when you had bumped into him, taunting him to try and catch you, he humored the idea. Chalking it up as a nice distraction.

It ended up being the most fun he's had in months.

Years even.

“Hylia, get a room you guys!” Wild groans, nudging Legend off of you with his foot. “Or a hole or whatever the equivalent is for bunnies.”

Legend swore his fur turned a darker shade of pink.

“Shut it! Where's that damn rancher? Shouldn't he be back already?”

Per his own insistence, they had stopped a little ways beyond the meeting spot. Opting for Twilight to go and retrieve the sword rather than walk into the spot where the entire chain was likely waiting by this point. Wild stayed behind, not wanting to leave 2 unarmed companions vulnerable which you both appreciated.

‘I'm sure he’ll be back soon.’ You laughed again, easing away the tension.

‘Vet?’ you asked hesitantly. ‘This is gonna work right? I'm not gonna just be stuck like this forever?’

Legend couldn't help but chuckle. Having asked himself that same question thousands of times. ‘Yeah, it’ll work. And if not I’ll think of something else k?’

You nodded, flopping onto the ground beside him. Nose twitching as you close your eyes. Legend followed your lead. Laying down, pressed into your side and for once wishing he could simply stay the way he was.

But surely Twilight would be back soon and the two of you could finally go back to normal. Back on 2 legs with opposable thumbs.

The thought made his bones ache in anticipation. Allowing for a different train of thought to overtake his mind.

‘(Y/N)?’ The words felt heavy in his chest. The last thing he wanted to do was cause you more stress, but the thought of keeping you in the dark felt worse.

‘I…I should probably warn you. Transforming back, it's…it's not pleasant.’

You looked directly at him. ‘What do you mean?’

‘I won't lie to you. Based on personal experience? It's bad. It's gonna be painful. You're gonna want to fight against it. Dont. That'll just make it worse.”

Your ears flattened by your head. Back leg thumping against the ground. Legend pressed himself further into you, nuzzling his face into yours.

‘Hey it's gonna be okay. I’ll be right there the whole time. Err uhh..if you want that is… Unless you'd prefer Twili-”

“Stay! Please stay…” You nuzzled him back. Giving a small lick near his nose.

Legend's heart nearly burst from his chest. Returning the gesture by nibbling on your ears. “Sure. I'll make sure there's a potion waiting for you when it's over, okay?’

You nodded just as Twilight chose that moment to come into view. The Master Sword across his back. “Sorry guys, Cap and Four were pretty worried bout ya. You'll definitely be gettin questions when we head back which we should quickly. Time seems ready to march down ‘ere himself.” He drew the sword, setting it down on the ground a few inches in front of you.

‘Alright’ Legend said gently ‘You ready?’ you shook your head violently, backing away from the sword. ‘That's okay, take your time.” He nuzzles his face some more, giving a few more soft nips to your ear. ‘Do you want me to go first?’

A small nod and Legend gave a soft lick to the top of your head for reassurance. He approached the sword, placing a paw on its handle. His bones immediately shifted around, growing and rearranging in a twisting mess of blurring pain. He grunted, flexing his fingers around the sword's hilt. He relished at the feeling of his sword and shield still strapped to his back, and the weight of his bag by his hip.

Twilight snatched up the dark shard from where it laid on the ground, placing it back around his neck. “You a’right?” Legend nodded, running a hand through pink stained hair.

Damn, the pink had only faded a few weeks ago from the last time.

He groaned but brushed the thought away. Focusing all his attention on your quivering form.

He reached for you and you darted into his lap. You burrowed into his tunic as his arm secured around you. His other hand rested on your back, scratching ever so lightly. He wanted to scoop you up and carry you away from it all. Save you from the pain that laid before you.

A wet nose grazed his arm cautiously. Wolfie looked up at him with the biggest puppy eyes Legend had ever witnessed. He sighed, letting his arm fall just enough for Wolfie to stick his nose closer. A moment later his tongue swiped out, licking her face which she immediately scrubbed at.

Legend rolled his eyes, pushing Wolfie away. “Dins sake Rancher she's gonna drown from slobber.” He and Wild both laughed at that. You perked up at the noise, looking between him and the sword.

Legend placed you beside him in front of the sword. He reached into his bag, pulling out one of his red potions and placing it nearby.

“What's the potion for?” Wild asked, scooting a bit closer.

“Pain. Transformation hurts like hell. Especially the first time and even more so if it was forced.” Legend explained, running a hand over your back.

“Oh shit. Twi makes it look so simple”

“You get used to it after a while. Plus Twilight can control it which doesn't make it as bad.” Wolfie bobbed his head up and down in agreement, moving to sit next to Wild.

“Alright, ready? Deep breath” He nudged the sword closer so your paw touched its blade.

He didn't dare touch you as your body shook violently. Limbs stretching back into their regular size. The sound of crunching bones made his stomach flip as he dug his fingers into the ground. Tears pricked at his eyes when your scream rang out. He leaned over, encouraging you to just let it happen and not fight against the magic.

It might as well have been hours by the time your Hylian form was laid out on the ground beside him. You were curled in on yourself, still shaking as you gasped for breath. Legend grabbed the potion, uncorking it as he shifted closer to your head.

“Take a sip, it'll help.” He brushed your hair away from your face. Hair that was now the same color your fur had been.

Your eyes peeled open, tears streaked down your face as he put the bottle to your lips. You took 2 sips, cringing at its taste before pulling away

“You did great” Legend whispered, running his fingers up and down your spine. Wolfie and Wild rushed forward as well. The ladder asking repeatedly if you needed anything. Wolfie laid down beside you, giving small licks to your face.

You waved the overly sized dog off, muttering about his dog breath. Wiping your face with your sleeve, groaning in pain.

“We should get going before Time sends someone to look for us. Can you walk?”

You struggled to push yourself up but got to your knees. “Y-yeah..”

“Liar.” Legend threw your arm over his shoulders, grabbing your waist as he lifted you to your feet. You winced, trying to take a shaky step forward. He leaned down, ready to simply sweep you up but you pushed against him.

“No..no I can walk I just…I just need a sec.” You tried again, succeeding even though half your weight was on Legend.

The four of you started making your way to the others. Still using Legend as a crutch as you regained your strength and balance.

“Thank you, by the way…” you whispered. “For doing that. You didn't seem particularly fond of that form.”

“And you'd be correct so I better not catch you telling any of the others about it either! Otherwise you'll be joining Wild in that hidden cave.”

You snickered. “Alright fine I guess it's the least I could do.” You leaned your head on his shoulder just for a moment. ‘But seriously Link, thanks.”

Legend's smile turned into a small smirk. “Don't mention it Bun.” Using the stupid nickname Sky gave him on you.

“Oh my goddess that makes so much sense now… but you do know I'm a hare right? Distinctly NOT a bunny?”

Legend shrugged “close enough”. Sending you a small wink that had your cheeks tinted pink.

____

Facing the others was a nightmare.

Everyone was quick to notice the two of you, now with both different hair colors than this morning. Wars looked mortified, grabbing at his own hair in disbelief while Hyrule looked especially concerned.

“Geez (Y/N) I know Wild can be a lot but was it really that stressful?” Some of the others chuckled. Continuing to bombard you with questions

You noticed Wars leaning over to Twilight. Concern written all over his face as he motioned to his hair “Do I need to be worried?”

Twi just gave him a sly wink and Wars looked downright terrified. “Legend I don't know what kind of magic you use but I am NEVER pairing off with you alone again.”

Legend just rolled his eyes, helping you sit down.

Time came up, eyeing the both of you curiously. “Anything you'd like to share?”

“No.” You both said simultaneously.

Time looked to Twilight and Wild. Both who simply shrugged and made themselves scarce. Time didn't press the issue, instead changing the subject to if your two groups had found anything useful, which neither of you had.

“Alright. Let's find a place for a camp.” Time suggested with no protests.

Legend hung to the back of the group. Avoiding the others inevitable teasing of the now returned atrocious hair color. He watched you walk alongside Wind. The young sailor hanging off of you that had you flinching with residual pain that only a select few of them noticed. He forced himself to stay back. You didn't need him anymore. He knew you could take care of yourself and that you would be fine. Everything was back to normal.

Normal.

Just like it had been this morning.

It was as if nothing happened.

As if none of it had happened.

None of the soft touches or comforting gestures that were shared. The game of chase or reassuring words whispered as if secret to everyone else.

It was like nothing happened.

Isn't that what he asked for? To go back to normal?

Why did ‘normal’ now feel so wrong?

Sky joined him at the back of the group. The master sword having been returned to his back.

“So,” he whispered. “You gonna tell me or do I gotta go pry what happened outta the others?”

“Over my dead body Bird Brain.”

“Others it is.” He said without missing a beat. “I'm sure I can get one of them spill.”

“I seriously hate you.” He muttered, taking one more look in your direction. You looked back, catching his gaze. Your smile was warm and over in an instant.

Just maybe, he thought

Not everything had to go back to normal.

[yourfaveisintersex]

Crona Gorgon from Soul Eater is intersex, and their variation is unidentified! They are also canonically non-binary and use they/them pronouns! Unfortunately their pronouns were only canonized after the series ended, thus translations will either use he/him or she/her.

Intersex flag-only edits under the cut, along with additional information from the requester!

The requester details on their headcanon as follows:

"I know it's cliche to headcanon canonically nonbinary characters as intersex but to me it makes sense for Crona to be intersex. Crona is very ambiguously drawn and shares both masculine* and feminine* features on their character design. Crona also has a history of medical malpractice and abuse from doctors and authority figures. Crona also is fused with another sentient being at some point in their life, so even if you don't agree that Crona was 'originally' intersex I think their and Ragnarok's bodies, hormones, and chemicals mixing would definitely have enough of an impact on Crona's body to count as a variation, and thus making them intersex! (like a variant not being identifiable as an infant and only developing after puberty, for a real world equivalent)

*in regards to soul eater standards"

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[hellsitegenetics]

This blog feels like if every so often a wizard showed up to your party or gathering, silently listened to your conversation, and then very loudly summoned a creature or a plant based on whatever was said

String identified: T g t a a t at gatg, t t t cat, a t a cat a at a at a a

Closest match: Caldifermentibacillus hisashii strain FSL W8-0983 chromosome, complete genome

[numbuh424]

no better preview for my photoshoot I had at the con today than the family guy death pose pics

📸: Tokwatography

[arttsuka]

I HAD A VISION

can u draw Octavius finding Jed hiding in a room secretly practicing Latin on duolingo

*ba-bling ✅!”

“Hm?”

…

“Jed? What-“

*in very bad accent* “duo viri domi habitant 🤠”

“Jed.”

“AAH-“

*Ba-boom. ❌*

No pressure obviously lol

Taking your word about the duolingo sounds here

[balrogballs]

I want you to know that everytime I write a unhinged tag I think "is that too much?"

And then I remember you exist.

Much love to my unhinged feral mutual with no filter ❤️

I hope your fiance gives you mind blowing head. You deserve it 😌💕

You just have such a wonderful way of putting things in your tags and I cannot stop thinking about this quote so I just had to make this… I’m going to keep it on my wall and tap it every time the incest anons rear their head.

[rowdyluv]

Champion of my Heart

Summary: requested || in which reader is a famous singer and takes a break from tour to go watch luke play in the “Hughes bowl” but gets mobbed by the media.

Warnings: use of y/n, ended up being more about reader than about luke and reader, unedited, grammatical errors, use of song added as readers “song” I do not own this song, I am not claiming to own this song

Word Count: 1.1k

Notes: requested via ask, sorry this turned out more about reader than about the relationship it just came out of me this was at 1:30am when I woke up randomly

As the pop star, y/n, stepped off the private jet that had brought her from her latest tour stop to Newark, New Jersey, she couldn't help but feel a an overwhelming sense of excitement and relief to be back in the same state as her favorite person. Y/n had been on tour for the last two months, performing to sold-out crowds night after night. Living out of a tour bus and sleeping everywhere but the once place that felt like home, and she was exhausted. She was living her dream out and she loves what she does, she’s just being run ragged.

But she had promised herself that she would take a break, even if it was just for one night, to do something she loved - watch her boyfriend, Luke, and his brother who ironically is also his brother, Jack, play hockey for the New Jersey Devils.

Y/n had met Luke one night at small show held at Rutgers University, when he and Jack had come out to see it at the college. The boys getting noticed by quite a few of the girls on campus and a few athletes, security invited them backstage to a different green room, but y/n being curious who else would be swarmed fans went to greet them . Which led to her and Luke hitting it off immediately, bonding over their shared love of music and hockey. And as their relationship blossomed, she became a regular at Devils games, cheering on Luke and Jack from the stands.

But tonight was special. Tonight, the Devils were playing the Vancouver Canucks, and y/n knew that Luke's oldest brother, Quinn, is the captain for the Canucks. Until tonight she hasn’t seen the three brothers play against each other before, and she couldn't wait to see the intensity and the competition that she’s heard all about.

As she made her way to her seat with in Prudential Center, y/n was practically mobbed by a few fans and numerous droves of paparazzi. She smiled and waved, taking selfies and signing autographs, but she was also careful to keep her focus on the game once puck drop happened. She was there to see her man and his brother’s play, and tonight she was just another Devils fan in the stands. She didn't want to distract Luke or Jack, and she desperately wanted to be a normal girlfriend there to give support.

The game was intense, with both teams fighting hard for every chance at the puck. Y/n on the edge of her seat, screaming and cheering along with the rest of the crowd. Often times she found herself clutching to the bottom of her Luke jersey, murmuring please over and over as he loaded up for a shot. Or the hitch in her breathing when he went down because of a hard hit into the boards.

When the final buzzer sounded and the Devils had emerged victorious, and y/n was over the moon. She wasn’t sure if it was because she had never been so anxious over a game, because they won, or because she gets to see Luke now.

As she waited for Luke to come out of the locker room, y/n was surrounded by reporters and camera crews.

If all the media is out here who is interviewing the teams? She asked herself.

They were all clamoring for her attention, asking her questions about her new album and her love life. She tried to brush them off, but they were truly relentless.

"Is your new album about Luke?" one reporter asked, shoving a microphone in her face.

"No comment," Y/n replied, smiling sweetly.

"But what about your ex-boyfriend, Josh?" another reporter chimed in. "Is the album about him then?" shoving a different microphone in her face.

Y/n rolled her eyes. "I've said it before, and I'll say it again - yes my music is about my experiences in life and my emotions that coincide with said experiences. That said it does mean it has to be about any one person."

But the reporters wouldn't let up. They kept asking questions, trying to get a rise out of her. That's when she spotted Luke, emerging from the locker room with a huge grin on his face. Y/n’s heart skipped a beat as she saw him, and she knew exactly what to do to nip this in the butt.

With zero hesitation, y/n pushed through the crowd of reporters and ran directly to Luke. She jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist, and planted a long, languid, passionate kiss on his lips. Probably the most PDA the two have ever displayed in their lives. The crowd around them erupted in cheers and applause, and the reporters were left stunned and silent.

Luke laughed and hugged her to him tightly, spinning her around in a circle while still having her wrapped around his waist. "I guess that answers all your questions," he said sarcastically, winking at the reporters.

Y/n grinned looking directly at her boyfriend, feeling happy and carefree for the first time in months. She knew that she had made a statement, and that the media would be talking about this kiss for weeks to come. But she didn't care. She was just happy to be with Luke, and to have been able to support him and his team.

As they made their way out of the arena, she leaned her head on Luke's shoulder. "Thanks for getting the win for me tonight," she joked, smiling up at him.

"Anytime baby," Luke replied, squeezing her hand. "And thanks for that kiss, if I had to wait any longer I might have died from lack of attention. Plus I think that shut them up pretty effectively."

Y/n giggled at her dramatic boy. "I'm always happy to help," she said, snuggling into his side. “When we get in the car, I have something to play for you. I think you’re really going to like it.” Luke gave her a questioning look as he opened her door, letting her get in first. She pulled out a demo album, and showed him the cover.

‘Champion of my Heart’

Luke held the demo in his hands and he studied it for a moment. “Is it about..” he paused looking up to meet her eyes. “Is it really about you and I?” Y/n nodded and smiled slightly. Luke moved around the front of the car quickly, anxious to enter the car. “Remember it’s not the final version, but i wanted you hear some of the songs first.” Luke made eye contact with her again. “First, as in first first?” He needed the clarification, like she needed his approval. “Yes, first outside of my recording crew. He leaned over the console and softly cupped her cheek. “I don’t tell you enough. I love you, you’re amazing, you’re beautiful, and I am the luckiest person in the wo— no entire universe to have you.” Luke placed the softest kiss on her lips as the first track begins to play.

‘If I Could Fly’