#you look like a fucking moron

[jewishbarbies]

love that swifties have no problem being ableist freaks as long as queen capitalism is involved. let’s not rally around the family of the girl that just died (a fucking swiftie, mind you), no no. let’s rally around taylor and make sure she knows swifties love her with a fucking #weloveyoutaylor hashtag on every tweet about the tragedy of A HUMAN BEING DYING. but yes, let’s care more about her handwriting and how SHE feels while a family is grieving and not give a single flying fuck as long as taylor needs us. because that’s the mature thing to do, obviously.

[serpentface]

A braithuvi horse at rest under the close protection and watchful, scary, pale-eyed gaze of her herd's guardian, a dírgrahdain. Both are landraces developed within the Highlands. The ancestors of braithuvi (and other Highlands native horses) were brought overseas by the ancestors of the Hill Tribes, while the dogs were obtained from native livestock guardian landraces used by proto-Wardi tribes. Each have become distinct over their centuries of living in the Highlands, and dírgrahdain are have a particularly unique place in the cultural schema.

Braithuvi are a woolly horse breed (and one of many, wool horses are widespread, second only to camala in value for textiles) that are also somewhat specialized for milk production. Their meat is relatively poor (other horses are preferred), but they produce high yields of milk and thick, continuous growths of wool.

Horses are not as culturally significant as cattle to most in the Highlands, but are still highly valued animals that are critical to subsistence. Few plant-based textiles can be produced in the Highlands, and almost all in the region are made with braithuvi wool. They can eat a greater variety of forage than cattle, more efficiently converting energy intake from pastures into milk and wool. Their milk is considered to be the very best of all livestock, and is usually what is used to make the prized murre beverage.

Dogs have a very small specific place in the cultures of the Hill Tribes as utilitarian working animals (specifically for livestock and occasionally as home/village guardians), and rarely ever fill other functions. The practice of keeping dogs purely for companionship is virtually nonexistent (though affectionate bonds between people and their herding or household guard dogs will be fairly common), and their meat is considered worthless. Most dogs are not elevated within the cultural schema, and tend to be merely appreciated as useful, loyal animals. Livestock guardian dogs are an exception to this, and tend to be of more significant cultural import. They are animals that exist to protect the herds on which all subsistence depends, and thus have an elevated cultural status and roles in religion and folklore as uniquely protective entities.

Dírgrahdain are the key livestock guardian dogs in the region, and the only natively developed LGD. Their name means 'lion dog', both in reference to their maned appearance and their ability to fend off and even kill the largest of predators. The dogs are characterized by tall, long-legged builds, deep chests, a curly tail, thick hair (and a thicker winter coat), and a shaggy mane. Their bodies tend to be thinner and lankier than their fur coat suggests, but still well-muscled and powerful. Their coloration can vary wildly, but a black mask with a brown or reddish body like this is most typical. Unnerving, pale eyes are prized in these dogs, with the belief that they not only intimidate predators but are uniquely potent at fending off malicious spirits.

The dog's exclusive function is to protect livestock. They are used primarily for the defense of horses, which are small and very vulnerable to predators (lions, hyenas, king hyena, wild dogs, jackals, nechoi, and even eagles can be threats), though some dogs will usually be posted up with cattle herds to deter raiders.

Pups are most commonly born in the field among their herds. They will be carried in their master's coat while still nursing, but will be allowed to join their mother in her duties from the moment they are strong enough to follow. Dírgrahdain live with their herds day and night. Most will never see the inside of a home, and most seem to prefer it that way. They form close and protective bonds with their charges, and will thoroughly integrate themselves into the social fabric of the herd.

These dogs are not human-oriented, and will usually only form bonds with people that they have imprinted on as puppies (and will merely be cool and polite to those met later in life). They are highly aggressive towards strangers, and introductions must be done incrementally and with great care. This is desirable, as this trait makes them an excellent line of defense against livestock raids. Their loud, booming barks can alert of intruders from a great distance, and they can often successfully intimidate khait, causing some mounted raids to end in humiliating failure. Dírgrahdain are often killed in raids, either to fend off the attacking dog or to silence it before its master can be alerted. This is not outright dishonorable, but not something one will be commended for. Cattle raiding culture here values swiftness, stealth, and strategy- such smash and grab tactics are seen as brutish (and will often result in harsher retribution).

Like most LGDs, they primarily defend their herds by displays of aggression and power, using their loud bark, fearsome growl, and powerful bodies to chase and intimidate predators away without physical contact. Even so, it is necessary for all working dírgrahdain to be willing and able to physically confront predators when necessary. A well-trained, well-bonded dog will defend their herds with their very life, and is often effective in combat against even very large wild predators. Their dense ‘manes’ offer a degree of protection from wounds to the throat, and may be supplemented with spiked collars.

If a mother dog kills a predator, it is often customary to open the carcass and lead her puppies to feed on it. This is thought to teach the pups to be fearless against their enemies, and that they will grow up to be uniquely powerful and brave adults. Pups are given names upon reaching adult size, and ones who have consumed the flesh of predators will get unique names related to their mother's kill, or epithets as supplements to a given name (the exact details of this practice culturally varies). One might encounter dogs in the Highlands named things like Lionsbane, Hyena-killer, She Who Bites Jackals, Lion-Fed Shaggy (Lion-Fed being the honorable epithet, Shaggy being the dog's name, possibly given by a very small child)

The mere gaze of a dírgrahdain is said to fend off malicious spirits, and their thundering bark can scare away even the most dangerous of mountain devils. Their shed hair is needle felted into little dolls (usually into the form of dogs themselves) and placed into the cradles of infants and worn as charms by children to protect them from harm (both mundane and supernatural). Manes taken from dead dírgrahdain have uses among some of the Hill Tribes, and are typically only allowed to be used by their masters (unless recieved as a gift). The most prominent usages are being worn to fend off evil spirits and predators while traveling alone, and some traditions involve placing the manes around the necks or across the bellies of women in labor as a means of spiritual protection for mother and child during birth.

The Hill Tribes and Wardi both identify the same constellation along the ecliptic as a dog. In the case of the former, this stellar dog is identified as Mak-Urudain, a gigantic dírgrahdain with fur the color of flame and eyes as bright as stars, who is the eternal guardian of the Celestial Fields. He allows the souls of the worthy dead to pass into the afterlife and for esteemed ancestors to descend back to the land to guide the living, while preventing malicious spirits, devils, and the dishonored dead from entry.

One Bernike tale describes her attempting to fly into the Celestial Fields to steal the heavenly cattle who graze there. She took the form of a golden eagle, pretending to be an ancestor returning from a sojourn to the world of the living in order to get past the guardian hound. Mak-Urudain was not fooled for long, and led her on a long chase through the night sky before capturing her and hurling her out of the Celestial Fields.

She was never able to even touch the ground of the Fields (much less take any cattle), but had just enough time to take a single seed of heavenly grass in her beak. She returned to her mountain (missing most of her tail feathers and much of her pride) and planted the grass in her then-barren slopes. This is why the grass on Bernike's mountain is so tall and abundant and why cattle there grow so fat and healthy, like all cattle will in the afterlife. The howling winds heard from the mountaintops are playfully suggested to be the barks and howls of Mak-Urudain, calling down from the heavens to keep the witch grounded in the world of the living.

[rhinocio]

what's up you cool baby

[homoeroticgrappling]

Danhausen tweeted this after his GCW match and I couldn't help but think about his tweet when he started looking for bookings

[hella1975]

im so sick of reading ooc dabihawks fics make them try and kill each other fr i have a GUN

[strewwwberry]

I love the idea of characters like meng mo and ming fan being total haters of bingqiu so much, and being like "you unnatural fiends!"

(mainly to binghe but that's totallyyyy irrelevant)

And both lbh and sqq(y) drawing the conclusion:

Oh, they’re homophobic

But then one day they come along and Ming fan is like oh I’m bisexual coz I realized nyy doesn’t love me and sees me like a brother but my “insert male disciple friend” is actually kinda cute, and meng mo being like “I’ve fucked a guy when I had a body”

(-these are my beautiful crack headcanons that I thought of while writing this and reading back in like, that fits actually)

And then bingqiu is like ??????

And then mf and mm are just like oh, i (we) don’t think you’re freaks for being gay, i (we) just think your freaks because… you are

[hysterotic]

i hate when i read a baji fanfic with an interesting plot & find out his character is severely dumbed down.. like if your gonna make him stupid the least you could do is make it funny but it’s really not 😭

[brainrotcharacters]

friendly reminder Wade's new katanas are made of adamantium

[j00stkl31n]

🔥Gods I love the way he moves🔥

[vilelittlecritter]

"YoU cAnT liKe ThAt ChArAcTeR tHeY [bad action which is integral to the story and why the story is so good in the first place]"

My brother in Christ,

They are not real.

[fun-k-boards]

Whenever people fail to understand that what we as an audience know is sometimes entirely different from what the characters know I get genuinely heated I need to put the phone down and just breathe in a serene forest or something because otherwise my blood pressure would get to a dangerous level

[iced-coffeebean]

I desire fanfics out there where the government specifically targets the micronations cause they aren't nations but they aren't people either. Also, it would make more sense cause you'd notice a nation go missing pretty fast vs if a micronation goes missing. Only other micronations or people in close/constant contact with that micronation will notice their disappearance and even then, would any of the nations actually care? Probably not lol You have the perfect test subjects. They are so much different from their nation counterpart too like, what do you mean you're a man-made fort in the middle of the ocean? What do you mean you spawned from a driveway dispute?

NIKO NIKO WOULD BE SUCH A TARGET BECAUSE OF HOW HE WAS A HUMAN THAT BECAME A MICRONATION BEFORE GIVING UP HIS NATION STATUS AND BECOMING HUMAN AGAIN It gives the government or scientists more wiggle room to try to create their own micronations or even become some for the sake of immortality and whatever. Then they can work on going after the nations from there.

Anyways, Blue and I are going feral over this and working on our own AUs that deal with this in a sense <3

[blue-likethebird]

I wish puppet Zelda’s existence had some actual, tangible consequences in the story.

Like as far as anyone knows before the battle with phantom Ganon, someone they trusted and saw as an ally arrived to bring misery on their people. Surely they’re not all so busy worshiping the ground totk zeldy walks on that they all just accept that she’d decide to do that with no pushback whatsoever? Hell Yunobo is worried that the monster she summoned to try and kill him might hurt her instead of being pissed that she summoned a monster to kill him. Like what if a few of the elderly Zora, still grieving Mipha and now poisoned by sludge, take it as a sign that allying with Hyrule is a bad idea? Or Yunobo shakes off the brainwashing, sees what’s become of his people, and wants her to answer for it? Sidon learns that “Zelda” attacked his father and decides he’s not interested in hearing excuses for her actions if she’d go so far as to harm his only living family? Riju feels torn because she doesn’t want to believe someone she considers a friend would cause so much suffering, but the Gerudo are calling for justice and she has to place their needs above everything else? Tulin ends up at odds with his father because Teba insists on staying quiet so they don’t harm their relationship with Hyrule? There are so many juicy story threads presented by the concept of a fake Zelda that could put Link and the sages in conflict with their communities, loved ones, and each other that just never go anywhere because even the fake Zeldy Ganondorf built is too perfect to ever be questioned

[brood-mother]

dragon age is literally the reason why i'm even still alive today (i was severely and actively suicidal in the years leading up to DAI's release, and the idea of finally playing it was the only thing that kept me from making one final attempt on my life) and i still think some of you hoes are doin too much with the nuclear multi-post weeks long meltdown abt how awful vg is and how it's ruined your life, it is TRULY not that serious

[fingertipsmp3]

This is the spiritual successor to Four Seasons Landscaping. To me.

[villainvillain]

im surprised there are ppl out there who still get mad about human bill cipher designs. how many times do we have to hammer it into your skulls that cringe is dead