#this was me trying to be funny

[justatallstick]

oh my god ok this is my first time posting my writing but only because i was vaguely entertained by it

here's my literally not even concealed sandman fanfiction i wrote for a college writing mini-portfolio (it was written last second and i didn't have any other ideas)

He - or, it? Appears to me sometimes in the shadows of corners past 10:50 pm. After the first initial scare (it likes to appear as mostly an outline of a person with glowing eyes) its subsequent short visits still leave me feeling something that can’t be put into words. It’s the feeling that you get when you know you’re next to something that is older than the species that are alive today.

It’s not a feeling of terror, though, something deep within my mind tells me I shouldn't be scared. The feeling is more like a vaguely familiar one, like I’d somehow met it before in a past life, or unconsciously, like in dreams. I ask it questions when I can, and sometimes it responds. 

“Who are you?”

“Humanity asks that question often. They should recognize that they made me, I am a part of all of you.”

Its voice gives me the feeling of listening to a song that was sung by the people at the beginning of recorded time. 

“Why do you visit me like this?” I implore.

“I visit all of my subjects, for it is my sacred duty.”

“Well- what - what does that mean?” 

It leaves in a way that sinks into the inky shadows, and I’m frustrated at this point. I am always left with more questions than answers with this, this thing. I know it’s not a person, it’s more than that. So why does it keep bothering me?

I was out late, trying to avoid another interaction with the ‘entity’. I was just getting more and more confused, and got myself all wound up. I drove to the local lake, and watched its small but steady waves lap the shore. I watched the navy blue of the water's surface reflect white in the moonlight and breathed. I sighed, and got up, heading back to my car. I noticed that I accidentally left the sunroof open, damnit. I hope that not too many bugs or perhaps moths got into it. I get in and slot the keys into the ignition, turning on the car, and shut the sunroof. I exhale as there appears to be no bugs I can visually see. I slowly start to turn out of the gravel lot when all of a sudden - 

“Hey do you happen to, by any chance, have any Nature Valley bars?” A man’s voice suddenly inquires from behind my shoulder from the dark of the car. 

“WHAT-” I flung open the side door and, subsequently, myself out of the car.

“Ohmygod- oh my god - I’m going to be killed out here and nobody is going to know-” 

“Dude, relax,” The voice from within the car says to me.

Just as I’m grasping for the biggest rock I could find in the darkness and holding it tight in my fist, ready to bash someone's head in, the owner of the voice steps - well, hops - forward to the driver's seat. 

“You’re a CROW?” 

“Raven, actually. And I was being serious about those Nature Valley bars.”

What the actual hell is going on. I’m thinking to myself. Did that gas station sandwich intoxicate me somehow? Am I dreaming?

I barely have time to widen my eyes when the voice I’m familiar with is speaking behind me.

“No, unfortunately, you’re not.”

I jumped to my feet, nerves on the fray, and rushed a couple of feet back.

“What the hell is going on here?” Is the only thing I can muster to say. That raven talked to me? And now the ‘entity’ is here?

“Oh, hi boss. Sorry about that, I just really wanted a snack, and humans usually got somethin’ in their cars.”

“Boss?” I repeat.

The raven sighs. 

“Evidently.”

I stand there.

“I just kinda.. Showed up to his doorstep one day.”

“Matthew-” 

The raven's name was Matthew? I wonder to myself.

“What have I told you about meddling with the living world’s affairs, and with mine?”

“I could say the same to you,” the raven - Matthew - retorts. “Why are you always up here scaring these guys? You aren’t exactly the most . . personable guy.”

“I will not put up with this insolence.”

Next thing I knew the ‘entity’ dispersed into what appeared to be sand in some kind of attempt to leave the situation. Some of it gets in my face and I sneeze. 

“That was totally unnecessary!” Matthew squawks to the now empty space. 

After a beat, Mathew sighs and I can hear him grumble something like, “God, I am never gonna hear the end of it.” He then hops off my driver's seat and flies away into the black night.

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[theoldkyokodied]

Really quick doodles of a few scenes from the stream yesterday. Including combat flirting taunting, gale’s magnificently distracting shoes and.. whatever you wanna call gale agreeing to give 15 gold to astarion 😐😑😐😑😐 (that’s me blinking)

[waterthatsmoe]

First years shenanigans

Bonus jack

[chloesimaginationthings]

William gives Michael a very “good” FNAF gift..

[bacchuschucklefuck]

typical tavern scene

[egophiliac]

(looks at upcoming card releases)

I'm in danger :)

[ganondoodle]

everyone always asks wheres ganondorf, and how to defeat ganondorf, but no one ever asks hows ganondorf :(

[raileurta]

I was reading some transformers fanfiction and it's a solely underutilized idea to have humans and Cybertronians be in a symbiotic relationship. In nature all the time big animals will rely on smaller animals' help.

For example humans could give repairs, clean them, and help them reach smaller places. Cybertronians can give transportation and protection of course. They're emotional benefits too; humans are really nice soft things to touch and humans like having big robot friends :3.

So I'm imagining transformers realize how useful it is to have a human partner around so they start going around trying to get one. Anyways this leads to shenanigans of course and a lot of cracky moments.

Suspiciously nice looking car in a driveway with its door opened: ....

The random human who owns the driveway: ...

Human: *turns around* Screw that! I'm not becoming part of the human distribution system today, no sir I am not.

Cybertronian: *sad beeping noises*

[jaevy]

Normalize this, normalize that, why don’t you calm the fuck down about normalizing shit and start normalizing this vector. Your linear algebra homework is due tonight and you haven’t even started it.

Ok so let’s say we have vector a. First let’s see if it’s a unit vector, which has a magnitude of 1. If it’s a unit vector, there’s no need to normalize; it’s already normalized.

In order to calculate vector a’s magnitude you need to square root the dot product of vector a with itself. This means you would need to sum up the square of each entry (i.e. 3^2 + 1^2 + 2^2 + (sqrt2)^2), then find the square root of that summation. It’s kind of like the pythagorean theorem but with more than just an a^2 and a b^2

So like yeah you just kinda add up all that stuff but from there you should get the square root of 16 (4), which is not equal to 1. Therefore vector a is NOT a unit vector and you need to normalize it.

To normalize vector a, you just divide each of its entries by the magnitude of vector a. So instead of a 3, it should be 0.75, and instead of a 1, it should be 0.25. That way, when you calculate the magnitude of that new vector, its magnitude should be equal to 1.

[andstuffsketches]

finally watched Reign of the Supermen

[artkaninchenbau]

People keep on asking for more Baby Robin and Papadile so here is more Baby Robin and Papadile. Now never ask anything from me ever again

[a-hazbin-reader]

[nouverx]

OPLA sketches

I love Luffy a normal amount

[chloesimaginationthings]

Abby and Into the pit Oswald have similar “friends”..

[separatist-apologist]

Genuinely, and I mean this kindly, but learning to recognize bait and not engaging with it will change your fandom experience.