#various skills

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The Charcuterie Board, as designed by your votes! Thank you to everyone who participated; this was a fun challenge!

[seoksoonwoo]

DANDELION by Seungkwan for @hongtonie 🤍

[science-lings]

I feel like ppl focus on Bruce training the robins to kick ass from a young age when that’s definitely not all that was. He had to teach them field medicine and how to pick locks and sneak around silently and how to notice things, sure he taught them how to hit things with sticks of multiple sizes, but he also taught them how to grapple around and land from a fall.

They probably had intimidation lessons and interrogation lessons and sessions where they just meditated for hours straight. They’re taught how to calm down civilians and to train their voices to sound different in costume and so many things that would make them the most terrifying children to live with.

Bruce is actively training them to be good at bothering him because they like trying out their new espionage skills at Galas and trying to sneak around him while he’s asleep to prank him.

When we think of training to be Robin it’s easy to think of sparring and gymnastics equipment when it’s fun to remember the other parts of it. Some days Bruce would probably just give the kids a Hunt a Killer box and a time limit.

[veinsfullofstars]

“Are… they gonna be okay?” “Probably.”

(ID: Kirby series fanart comic of Shadow Kirby showing off his fighting skills to the Wave 2 gang, prompting rather… mixed reactions. Transcript in Alt Text. END ID.)

Started 11/23/24, finished 12/14/24.

[turtleblogatlast]

Something I like about Leo is that he’s honestly really chill? It’s easy to remember the moments where he’s being obnoxious or excitable but I feel like most of the time he’s incredibly “go with the flow” and has an overall affable demeanor.

[tenleaguesbeneath]

battletech concept: what if gunnery and piloting skill ratings are in-universe known numbers. the star league established credentials and standards to meet them for battlemech pilots and gunners and the successor states maintained that. your typical regular-army mechwarrior in any of the successor states is a certified fourth-rate gunner and fifth-rate pilot.

[starkittnd93]

okay maybe it took me like 3 hours to draw something based off of this post instead of 1

but. In my defense, I took a little detour…

[fluentisonus]

guy who spends way too much time thinking about the 18th & 19th centuries trying to brainstorm career paths: what if I became a sail maker

[chodzacaparodia]

Blue Lock Birthday Cards

because someone will definitely have a birthday someday

Link Click Birthday Cards

Haikyuu!! Birthday Cards

[thelonelyshore-if]

I'm currently trying to add more skill-based variations and flavor text while I write. Right now that means an entire potential sub-scene for Croft's intro that you get if you have the 'strange' trait (formerly high weird skill), and I'm getting a real kick out of it. I love weirdo MCs they have my whole heart.

[ardentpoop]

so real @normalbrothershow

[writeouswriter]

The sheer fucking disrespect for comedy as a genre is genuinely sinister, to believe something can't have deeper meaning or passion and effort behind it just because it's deemed silly and stupid or grotesque, to believe acting skill has no worth unless it's in the context of drama, to pretend it's an isolated and lesser subset of media that can't possibly deserve recognition in awards or hold important weight in anyone's mind or overlap with the tragic or profound...

People will eat you alive and say why do you care so much, it's just a stupid comedy show, it's just a silly movie, book, play. But why does it have to just be anything? The world is so complex, art is so complex, and many seem to forget comedy is a form of art just as much as anything else, with artists who love and put everything they've got into their craft, and with audiences who will see every loving brushstroke and be changed by that art, too. And sometimes maybe it IS silly, but that doesn't negate it from being a million other things, too. And yeah, maybe there are exceptions to some extent, maybe there is immeasurable nuance, but same goes for every other genre and artform.

[angels-in-overcoats]

Sometimes I think Moffat forgets that the console room isn't the only room in the tardis

[tinylittlecubby]

Romance is often very dehumanizing,personally.

Being hyper dependent on someone (as if you have no autonomy)

The idea that it is what 'makes you human' which is dangerous for all kinds of reasons and is the most literal display of the dehumanization.

I am not someone's purpose as I am 1 person. No more, no less. Sure I cant be replaced, but that kind of pressure literally leads to people losing their lives due to abuse. A purpose can not be a person inherently.

The idea that my whole world exists in my lovers arms sounds like a cage with 2 bars.

[jakeperalta]

looking for writing based jobs and instead finding a hundred AI training/editing jobs

[zylphiacrowley]

I desperately need to know the lore of his heartbreak with his first love (pls? <3)

Despite me not writing hardly at all anymore, I do happen to have a sort of half stream-of-consciousness half narrative thing that I wrote about this exact subject from a while ago. I'm going to put it under a cut though because I get super self-conscious about my writing and also it's like... kind of long? (Also ty for allowing me to lore-dump ♡)

Four summers had passed since he left his tribe's lands as X'vahl wandered the area putting the survival skills his father had taught him to good use. One day he made camp alongside a river, intending to only stay there for a short while. A few days later he woke to a spear aimed at his throat and a young miqo'te woman on the other end of it. She informed him he was on her people's land, and he needed to leave or she would kill him. Being only 18 summers old he told her that she was beautiful, and he would be happy to die by her hand. This, by some divine providence, did not get him murdered on the spot. Instead, she laid down her spear, perhaps out of pity, and introduced herself as M'likki Trais, a daughter of the M tribe. X'vahl was instantly smitten with her and before she left, asked if she would visit him again. She told him no.

      Two days later, M'likki returned. She claimed it was to see if he had left, but in truth, she found him fascinating. He found her beautiful. She returned the next day, and he made her dinner from the fish he caught earlier that morning. She returned the day after that, and he played her a song he had overheard a traveler singing on his own journey. She soon found herself enjoying her time with him. She enjoyed her time with him so much she spent the night with him. Then she spent another night with him. Each morning she'd return home, only to find her way back to his camp around sundown. He told her he was falling in love with her, she said she thought she might feel the same.

      One evening M'likki didn't return to his camp at sundown. He began to worry if he had done something wrong. She didn't return the next evening either. He began to worry if something had happened to her. Finally after a month had passed, she returned. She looked exhausted. Worried, he asked what happened. She hesitated before telling him she was with child… his child. It was as if everything in the world came to a sudden stop upon hearing this news. Unexpected, but not unwelcome, X'vahl came crashing back to reality, he was overjoyed to hear the news and he told her as much. She did not tell him she was terrified. She did not stay the night that night. She did, however return the next day. She told him she had a plan. She would lay with her tribe's Nuhn so as not to arouse suspicion when she started showing. X'vahl did not like this plan, but M'likki told him that after she gave birth they could go away together. She did not want to have this child without the aid of the tribe, and more importantly, her mother and sisters, during childbirth. Reluctantly, X'vahl agreed. Over the next several months her visits to his camp became unpredictable. X'vahl assumed that the tribe was looking after her as it was probably getting harder for her to hunt now. Though every time she did return he grew more and more excited at the idea that he was going to be a father.

      After a period of a couple weeks of M'likki not visiting she returned and with her she had two infants in her arms. She had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl. She told X'vahl she had given their son the name M'raiel and their daughter M'vahren. She let him hold his children. He felt his heart overflowing with joy. The bond was instantaneous. Their ears and tails were so small and they had his eyes. M'likki left the next morning, taking their children with her. He did not know it but he would not get to see them again.

      It was several weeks before she returned to his camp again alone this time. She looked terrified and would not meet his eyes. She struggled to tell him that she wouldn't go away with him. That she would stay with her tribe and raise their children with their help. X'vahl felt his whole world come grinding to a halt a second time at her words. Everything went quiet. The sound of the river drowned to silence by the deafening sinking feeling in his heart. When he regained enough of his senses he looked at her looking at him. She was scared of him. She was scared of what he would do next. He felt another stab at his heart seeing the fear in her eyes directed at him. He quietly assured her he could never do anything to hurt her. He told her if she looked for him tomorrow, she would not find him. He asked if she would tell their children about him. She quietly told him she wouldn't. She told him for their safety and his, she couldn't. After M'likki returned to her tribe that night X'vahl packed all his things and left.