#temp group

[seokmattchuus]

Somebody pull a JBJ but with Zoom team (and kamden) pretty please

[jilyandbambi]

we talk a lot about Shauna being ruthless and violent and resentful, and not to say she isn't those things but also--

Shauna, who risks burning alive to save Van.

Shauna, who pauses to comfort the reunited Tai & Van after the latter is found safe

Shauna, who consoles and looks after Javi all through season 1 while his older brother is busy being misogynistic and getting fucked

Shauna, who takes on the job of butcher despite not necessarily wanting or enjoying it and never complains or slacks off even when the task becomes traumatizing

Shauna, who tries to get Jackie to eat, to keep going, when everyone else has given up on her by that point.

Shauna, who has to be goaded, essentially given permission before she becomes violent

Shauna, who loved her baby in spite of the stress her pregnancy added to an already precarious situation, who spoke to him and cradled him and futily tried to keep him alive, who buried him away from the others to keep him safe in death

Shauna, who kept her daughter's favorite childhood toy in her car long after she'd outgrown it, to always keep a piece of her close by

Shauna, who sees Tai struggling and invites her to stay over, so that Tai won't be afraid to sleep

Shauna, who goes along with Jeff's boring, milqtoast furniture salesman fantasies because while she doesn't love him the way she did Jackie, she does care about him and wants to make him happy

Shauna, who was the only one of the group to show up to Misty's how to get away with murder seminar and thank Misty for going to the trouble

Shauna, who is soft-spoken where Jackie is loud, conciliatory where Jackie is pushy, helpful where Jackie is lackadaisical, proactive where Jackie sulks.

Shauna, who's not a perfect friend or mother or wife but who's still quietly one of the nicest, most empathetic of the Yellowjackets and yet because she got drafted into being the group's butcher, wrote bitchy journal entries, and did one fucked up thing behind her best friend's back (which she immediately regretted and agonized over) gets rebranded by fandom as caustic, overly-snarky and quick tempered when it takes her 10 episodes to get pissed off enough to raise her voice

[pktemps]

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reminder that to organize groups you have to use numbers + alphabetical order :) then you can set displaynames for them.

[isa-ah]

if you like making pokemon OCs & drawing w friends, I'm setting up the @dapplewood blog this week! it'll be a town that's built out as people "move in". so far we have a farm at the edge of town, the gym beneath a huge central tree, and a library! the town style hasn't been established bc we have so few buildings, so you can bring what you want to the table =')

the banner is the vibe of the biome! it's between regions, rural, so you can be as quasi silly w your pokemon as you want. I've also made a cute trainer id card for it, which will be available later this week for anyone to fill out 👍

[youruncleolaf]

i know it’s too early to be talking about sixteen but god i hope the sixteenth doctor is an old man. a sad wet cat. a pathetic loser. a miserable freak. i would commit crimes in a heartbeat for ncuti i love that man but he is too cunty. he slays and the doctor simply does not. the doctor is an unpleasant weirdo with cringe charm and ncuti is too hot to encapsulate that essential part of the doctors character. i still expect to love his run but i am also hoping we get a more appropriate actor after him, someone so far unhinged you have to wonder if what made them like that is a birth defect. not just a good actor i need them to be genuinely insane, like their mother was cunt punted while they were crowning. the next doctors actor should be an escaped psych patient to properly be what we need

[medieval-canadian]

so i'm crocheting a temperature blanket this year. my initial instinct was to say it's for my 32nd year but that's not actually how birthdays work so instead i'm awkwardly going with "the year i'm 32" and shortening it to just 32 mostly. anyway, that's besides the point.

i have the colour palette/yarn, i have the pattern (toni lipsey's linen stitch pixel temp blanket), i made a gauge swatch, i've started tracking temps (i've recorded hi/lo starting on dec. 8).... but fuck, i'm having so much trouble figuring out the temperature gauge!!!

i can't decide what the intervals should be, i can't decide if i want purples to be warm temps or cold temps or where to put the neutrals, i can't decide if i want to fiddle/tweak(/cheat?) and use the lows for the cold temps instead of the high which was the initial plan.... i just don't know!!! ugh.

[wingsofhcpe]

hey mutuals, i put this up on insta too (@/cinnammontea check it out *kicked*) but, I decided once my exams are over I'll open writing & drawing commissions to save up money for Erasmus. Would anyone here be interested in either of the two? So I can organise my "promo" post a bit/gauge what the demand will be.

Examples of my art on Instagram (@/cinnammontea without the /)

Examples of my writing:

Feel free to rb/share ♡

[copper-skulls]

@atempause-art replied to your post “*punches through a wall* i need to draw snuggling,...”:

Henry and his unnamed bf I need them in my life finally

​DEEP OC LORE OLD MEN YAOI

[unherocopain]

J’étais dégoûté, alors je suis parti collé des messages pas très gentils (mais vrais) sur le RN, sur des murs de ma ville. Le premier message concernait l’antisémitisme et le racisme chez les élus RN (il y a une stat qui est sortie récemment). À la moitié du collage, une voiture ralenti près de moi. (Ça sent la merde hein ?) Un homme sort de la BMW et me questionne. Je lui réponds simplement.

« Parce que moi je suis un élu RN, et ma femme aussi. » Celle ci, toujours dans la voiture, sort son téléphone, et commence à me filmer.

Il commence à me dire qu’il a aider quelqu’un à avoir des papiers. (C’est très bien monsieur mais c’est hors sujet)

Il m’accuse de m’informer sur tiktok, que c’est faux, qu’il est ni raciste ni antisémite (c’est très bien monsieur mais je m’en fous, on parle pas de toi). Il se met sérieusement en colère. Je me tourne vers sa femme et lui demande d’arrêter de filmer. Elle refuse en affirmant qu’elle garde ça pour elle (chelou). Le gars continue de gueuler. J’essaye de lui parler calmement des faits mais j’ai les jambes en coton.

Il fini par se barrer en emportant toutes mes feuilles avec lui. Y compris celle qui était encore dans mon sac. Oui il a fouiller dedans.

[acebytaemin]

day 2 of bday weekend celebrations was another gorgeous beautiful success 💗💗💗

[andragoras-in-vanity]

ran wanderhome for the first time, idk if this group is suited to it but it was fun!!! once i figure it out better i think itll make more sense but at least they liked it

[vimbry]

me and the work girlies having socialist convos at the end of the day

[toastsnaffler]

anyway yeah relevant to that post abt being deaf/hoh and ppl excluding u from conversation bc of it (even unintentionally), that's smth that's been really deeply bothering me lately bc there are a few ppl I routinely have to deal with who do it a lot and it Pisses Me The Fuck Off I've lost all patience w them. giving up and calling it ableism and walking out idc anymore 🚶‍♂️

[candyredmusings]

PSD PROMO TEMPLATE 03: OUT OF THE SHADOWS

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[luma-az]

Le vortex

Défi d’écriture 30 jours pour écrire, 13 août 

Thème : tourbillons/la lumière sous la porte

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Le mage récite l’incantation, lentement, avec le soin extrême que sa profession réserve aux mots de pouvoir. Et ça marche. Un tourbillon commence à se former devant lui, d’un bleu lumineux qui semble tout sauf naturel, et qui s’agrandit à chaque mot – rapidement rejoint par un autre tourbillon, à l’intérieur, tournant en sens contraire, d’une lumière plus verte. Viennent ensuite deux tourbillons perpendiculaires aux deux premiers et de couleurs différentes, donnant une forme de sphère au sort, puis d’autres, de plus en plus, dans tous les sens, de toutes les couleurs, qui s’entourent et s’entremêlent sans jamais se couper la route. Le spectacle est à la fois à couper le souffle et à donner mal au coeur. Ça tangue fort, mais sans bouger.

Pendant que le paladin se détourne pour vomir son déjeuner – la barbare se moque de lui, évidemment – le mage termine son incantation. Reprennant sa voix normale, il dit d’un ton beaucoup trop joyeux :

« Parfait ! Il a l’air stable, on peut y aller !

— Attend, demande la barde qui le connaît bien. Comment ça, il y a « l’air » stable ? Il est stable ou il est pas stable ?

— Il est stable, ne t’en fais pas.

— Tu es sûr ? Comment tu peux voir ça ?

— Ecoute, c’est comme quand tu vois de la lumière sous la porte et que tu en déduis que de l’autre coté de la porte, la pièce est éclairée. Les tourbillons tourbillonnent impeccablement, donc il est forcément stable. Sinon ils se rentreraient dedans.

— Mais tu ne veux pas le tester d’abord ? On pourrait invoquer un petit animal et voir ce que ça donne.

— On n’a pas le temps ! Ce vortex ne va pas rester ouvert mille ans, et j’ai mis des plombes pour mettre la main sur cette formule ! Allez, viens !

La barde regarde rapidement le reste de l’équipe. Ils sont prêts, leur équipement à la main, et ne se posent pas plus de questions que ça.

— Bon, ok, ok…

Le mage lui fait un grand sourire de victoire, aussi elle ajoute :

— Mais tu passes en premier. »

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