I swear the funniest thing antis will do is say "how can you ship Ghoulcy when he did xyz to her" and then in the next breath will turn and be like "anyways he sees/treats her as a daughter and he's gonna be her father figure." Oh I'm sorry, The Ghoul? You mean the same person you were just saying was so horrible to her? That Ghoul? You're cool with his actions now?

Like the things he did only get brought up when we ship them, as if it's not the same person they champion as her new dad. I understand if personally you don't like it when one half hurts the other in a ship (or when both do), that's completely fair, but I'm pretty sure no likes it either when a parent/parental figure does the same to their (surrogate) child, so like what's the math here 🤨

Please consider lucy discovering she really likes being tied up bc of what cooper did and not really understanding why but trying to trick him into doing it to her again in very unsubtle ways

Literally the first thing I thought of when I saw the s2 promo

Someone: "I wanna fuck The Ghoul, but I don't wanna die."

Me:

Gonna drag you down with me

cannot stop thinking about how the season finale of fallout set up a road trip buddy comedy between a 250+ yo radiation cowboy who tried (and so far succeeded) to kill his humanity to survive the wasteland and an optimistic doe eyed woman whose whole brand is Being a Good Person (something the radiation cowboy used to be) and will undoubtedly crack away at his hardened leather armor. when lucy bit off the ghouls finger and then the ghoul cut off lucy’s that was a pinkie promise to be bffs

something something “even after everything you did to me I will not take this moment to hurt you, but help you” something something

Something i always think about but always forget to write: Raúl only grabs Sofia's neck when he's worried. When he's concerned that she jumped from his roof to the pool, when she tells him she wants to be with Javier bc he's the hacker and when he noticed she wasn't going to accept his motives that easily -all times was when he was worried.

Sofia: Raúl I don’t love you

Also Sofia: crying like he’s dying just because he’s going to be punished

on rewatch control z and noticed in episode 1 Raul takes a chair from Sofia's desk so nobody can sit next to her. this boy is really obsessed!

Art by @jamiexia4 on twitter

Esther comforting Dylan after filming their very emotional scene together I LOVE THEM SO MUCH YOUR HONOR!!!

PS: The chinese subs are meme funny. Ask @serpentinred what it means, lmao

Anthy Himemiya + the alt Saito palette

When you’re heading off in the night to negotiate for humanity’s survival, take your favorite book.  Because you want to know how it ends.  

Battlestar Galactica 2003 ~ Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner

So, it seems like WOTC hired an AI artist for their latest book (Glory of the Giants). The "artist" (in their social media) openly advertises themself as an AI "artist".

I guess the whole OGL mess and sending the Pinkertons wasn't enough, they had to reach a new low. Fantastic timing, gotta say, all while GenCon (the biggest TTRPG con) is currently ongoing.

One of my favorite things about learning about traditional textiles is the little ghosts they left in the language. Of course the ghosts are there, now that I know to look for them. Once upon a time, half the population spent a majority of their day making textiles. Spinning, at the very least, has been a part of humanity since the Neanderthals. That kind of knowledge doesn't just disappear.

A heckle was a device with sharp metal spikes, and people drag flax through the spikes to separate out the fibers from the chaff. When you say someone heckled a performer, you think you are being literal but you're speaking in an ancient metaphor.

When my grandpa says "spinning yarns" to mean telling stories, he knows that one's not quite literal, but its vividness is lost to him. There is no image in his mind of rhythm, muscle memory, and the subtle twist that aligns clouds of fibers into a single, strong cord.

When a fanfic writer describes someone carding their fingers through someone's hair, that's the most discordant in my mind. Carding is rough, and quick, and sometimes messy (my wool is full of debris, even after lots of washing). The teeth of my cards are densely packed and scratchy. But maybe that's my error, not the writer's. Before cards were invented, wool was combed with wide-toothed combs, and sometimes, in point of fact, with fingers. The verb "to card" (from Middle English) may actually be older than the tools I use, archaic as they are. And I say may, because I can't find a definitive history. People forget, even when the language remembers.

now every time they take a long rest i can imagine them tangled together comfy and safe and in love

[image description: a loose watercolor style illustration of Laudna and Imogen from Critical Role. Both are dressed down for sleeping, and are cuddled together. Laudna has a gentle hold of Imogen's head, her mouth buried into that soft purple hair. Pâté sits snuggled between Imogen's arm and her side, and Laudna's Hound of Ill Omen rests its jaw sleepily in the crook of Laudna's hip. The energy is soft and tender and extremely gay. End ID.]