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foamcraft-armory · 2 years

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I took some new pictures for Etsy

It looks the same from every angle 😁

#only a few weeks later than planned #eva foam #etsy #dynamite #my phone image gallery is full of weapons #I'm sure its fine #cosplay prop #larp prop #foam #i made this #it's foam

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basshole-astard · 11 months

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PSA: i keep seeing posts about staying cool in extreme heat that include advice like "gatorade is bad actually!" and "don't drink fruit juice it'll just dehydrate you!" and neither of these are true!

regarding fruit juice: there's apparently a misconception that Any Sugar At All will dehydrate you, and that's simply not true. yes, sugar will make you pee more when consumed in large amounts, but 1) the natural sugar in fruits won't do this to you 2) great news! a lot of fruit juices exist without any added sugar in them! 3) honestly even having a glass of the fruit juice with added sugar won't completely dehydrate you as long as you're also drinking water throughout the day. if its hot you deserve a cold treat of a drink!!! can't go wrong with fruit juice!!!

regarding gatorade: maybe this isn't an every day drink, but guess what: if it's 110F/40C or hotter outside, and you don't have AC, or you're moving around a lot outside of the AC, and you're sweating buckets: that's when you drink a gatorade.

gatorade exists to replenish all the electrolytes (salt) and glucose (sugar) that you sweat out. YES it is meant for athletes to drink during intensive work outs and not necessarily for people who aren't doing that kind of exercise. BUT GUESS WHAT! when you're sweating buckets because you had to walk to the bus in extreme heat, that's intensive exercise. please feel free to drink a gatorade after that! that's its intended use case!!!!

no: neither of these drinks should be a total replacement for water. but drinking a lot of water and then treating yourself to a fruit juice with lunch is a good idea!!! drinking a gatorade becuase you just had to walk for 20 minutes in the heat is a good idea!!!

Please Stop Spreading Misinformation About Drinks!!! It's fine if you drink things that aren't water!!!! Yes you should probably always be drinking water but drinking something else As Well isn't going to hurt you!!!! okay!!!! its fine!!!!!!

honestly so long as you are consistently getting Any (non-alcoholic) fluids in you, you're doing great!!!!!! okay!!!! i love you stay safe <3

#also: drinking A Soda or A Coffee isn't going to completely dehydrate you if you're drinking other fluids tbqh!!!#its fine!!!!! its fine!!!!!#drinks #heat #dehydration #this post exists because i'm mad at misinfo but also #this is for my homies who hate the taste of water and struggle to stay hydrated #because people have told them over and over again You Must Absolute Drink Water And Nothing Else and so they just don't drink anything #listen!! hey!!! whoever told you that was lying!!!!#drinking Any Fluids At All (yes even with caffeine!!) is better than Not Drinking Anything #please hydrate!!!! it's okay if that hydration isn't water!!!!#honestly i tried to be extremely non confrontational in this post but im pretty sure i've seen people suggest flavored water packets #but say no fruit juice ever. and that's insane.#it's all fluids baby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#so long as you are drinking fluids you are combatting dehydration #YES water is the best option HOWEVER. if you drink things that aren't water that's also okay! i promise!!!!!!!!

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mallhatespeech · 1 year

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sitting outside to escape The Vapors

#text #i'm sure its fine #but just in case!

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antixabound · 2 years

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writing is just stealing lines from other things that I think sound cool. it is also stealing lines from things because I think it’d be funny if they said the line. all this to say that my funny homestuck au bullshit dumb garbage idiot shitstorm, is going well I think. for the not au but fanwork the writing is being done by @mikittalabs , I all I need to do is draw shit. and that I have not done and I will at some point. very excited. really wish I could talk about both things but then that would be spoilers. all I can really say, is that it will be very, very interesting.

#homestuck #homestuck au #in progress #I have a name for one of them #it is the au #very excited to talk about it but then I'd just spoil everything #the unfortunate truth of making a story #desire to reveal secrets but knowledge that those secrets would be best revealed in the story itself rather than commentary.#but I REALLY want to talk about it too #I like saying words #and I enjoy showing people things I've made/been involved with #it is really fun highly recommend #should really fucking draw though #I haven't even made a single fuckin page #and I really should #I'm sure its fine #::)

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wesavegotham · 1 month

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"Talia can never be redeemed and her romance with Bruce can never come back because *falls for Grant Morrison's/DC's extreme racism towards asian and arab characters in the 2000s/2010s"

Yeah, sorry, but shut the hell up. It never fails to astound me when DC actually tries to fix the mistakes they made with Talia/the al Ghuls in general these last two decades and the fans manage to be even worse than DC by clinging to the blatant racist/sexist writing of the past instead of embracing the turn for the better.

"But she did this and that!"

She's a fictional character in a fictional universe that is aware that it goes through continuity changes/retcons. What Grant Morrison did to her character was a a complete retcon of her 30 year history and characterization with zero respect for her. Why am I supposed to take Morrison's bullshit as gospel and reject any attempts to fix her from writers who know better?

#talia al ghul #fuck grant morrison #I'm fine btw #Just not really keeping up with comics right now #It's just that not a lot of interesting stuff is going on #because apparently the DC comics fandom is forever stuck in the 2000s #And the things that annoy me...well its more or less always the same #I'm not sure if there is much new to say #The main Batman book somehow manages to be one of the worst Batman books #Once again the writer is a Tim fan who doesn't even try to be subtle about their favoritism #and fans will bring up crap from Morrison's run to justify their terrible takes even almost 20 years later #Seriously how the hell do people still manage to write edgy fanfictions about “Dick firing Tim as Robin and trying to sent him to Arkham”#Which isn't even what happened at all #Over 15 years later?#Is there really nothing else to write about???

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g0nta-g0kuhara · 5 months

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The thing about Kiibo's robophobia bit that always stuck out to me was the fact that it doesn't even work as the bigoted joke it's supposed to be.

Like the "joke" is supposed to be that Kiibo is overly sensitive and "triggered" by barely implied slights against him as a robot, and while it is executed this way a handful of times, more often than that the other characters are genuinely being discriminatory against him for being a robot. To which he reacts fairly proportionally, or sometimes even brushes off. Like. They completely fucked up their own bad joke when they made the other characters actually bigoted against him for being a robot.

#which is fine by me because I think there is something to robophobia as a joke that could be funny and inoffensive #I'm not 100% sure how I would write it #but there's a reason [something]phobic is a popular joke on tumblr #maybe the idea that someone could bigoted against something extremely specific? Like saying someone is ''kiibophobic'' is funny #I don't know its late and I'm thinking about kiibo #shut up me

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ninja-knox-ur-sox-off · 8 months

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Day 1: Beginning/End

The Empire of Samadhi AU

Pt. 1 (you are here) | Pt. 2 |

(This is day 1 of the Monkie Destiny Challenge Prompt Month October 2023)

Wordcount: 2k

Summary: Red Son is the son of an old empire, Mei is the daughter of a new one. Red Son, consumed by fire, was put into an induced stasis sleep to stop the world from burning until his family can find a way to safely remove the fire. They find a way but he never wakes up. Hundreds of years later he awakes to discover his power resides within another as she stares at him with wide eyes on fire.

When Red Son met the heir to the Dragon Empire of the Western Sea, it was the beginning of the end.

Red Son remembered the smell of fire melting flesh, more horrid than anything he’d experienced before. He remembered burning his mothers and his fathers hands. He remembered laughing. He remembered screaming.

Red Son was born a prince and he was born with fire.

Like him, his power had been small to begin with. His Father’s Empire was a warring one. It was how it came to be. He was a Warlord who became an Emperor and his wife, Red Son’s mother was the princess of a distant empire that he failed to conquer, partially due to Red Son’s mother herself. Red Son was their son, the heir to the throne and future emperor.

“You must be strong,” his father told him after every tale of conquest. “For when you rule, there will be those who oppose your authority. You must take it. They can do nothing to you if you are more powerful than those that seek to destroy you.”

It had never been Red Son’s intention to be consumed by his quest for power. It had begun like any other learning did, with scrolls and lectures and teachings and teachers. The flame alight inside him grew brighter and brighter with every meditation, every new technique and lesson learned. It grew in heat and size until he could feel it down to his fingers, heat coursing through him and roaring. He sought more and more, at the beginning, dragging himself forward by sheer force of will until there was a shift and his fire suddenly pushed him forward, propelling him into greatness, into conquest, into the raging inferno of power.

A power that grew too quickly and soon consumed him and everyone around him as well. Until his parents voices were muffled and faces were blurred by heat and flame and he heard nothing but the tearing chants of flame; consume, consume, consume.

Voices muffled, his laughter loud as their chains melted before they could touch him. Fire could not be contained, it was everything. They could not put it out.

They could not put it out, but they could lock it away, and him with it.

“I swear to you,” his father said. “I will return for you.”

His hands were the last thing Red Son felt before he ceased to exist.

When he awoke, he knew something was wrong.

He was cold.

Never in his life had he felt cold. Never in his life had he existed without a burning in his chest and a warmth in his core. But he awoke and his chest was gaping and empty. But his mind was clear. Clearer than it had been in a long time. The settled feeling of his fire within him was absent. Gone. He could tell it wasn’t inside him any longer. But he could feel its presence nearby.

Warmth hovered just close enough to brush his skin. He heard the crackling of flame.

His eyes snapped open.

Wide fire filled eyes stared back.

Whoever it was in front of him was engulfed in flame.

“Help,” she choked out.

“What have you done?” was the first thing out of his mouth. His voice sounded raspy, dry, the words rusty and unfamiliar.

The cave behind her was on fire. Everything, absolutely everything, was engulfed in flame. The roaring fire filled his vision and licked at his clothes and over his skin. None of it stuck to him, none of it could burn. The flames still knew him. They wrapped around him and he heard their recognition, their greeting, their call.

He looked at the soul in front of him, engulfed in his flame and he recognized a part of himself inside it that was causing the flames to stick to her skin.

He grabbed her face and reached out with his will to hers, grabbing hold of his fire inside her and reigning it in, wrapping it in a net of his mind and will and pushing it down.

It was easier than he remembered. Something had changed.

…He had changed.

She made a choking noise, eyes wide and tears evaporating before they had a chance to run down her cheeks.

“Breath, you fool,” Red Son said.

She gasped.

The fire around them died, the flames fluttering away to nothing, and without another word the woman lost consciousness falling into him.

Red Son was left with an unconscious person in his arms, the smell of ash and stone surrounding him, and the blackened cavern empty aside from the two of them.

His mouth was dry.

He coughed a few times before bothering to exit his small Red-Son-shaped hole carved out in the stone. There were spells carved into the stone around it, likely what had sealed him in.

He managed to drag them both out of the cave. With one arm around her waist and the other around her wrist ensuring the arm slung over his shoulders wouldn’t slip he staggered forward. His legs felt unreliable, unused, unsteady. His body shook and he found himself ravenously hungry. He reached the surface and found nothing but ashes.

It was a level of devastation that challenged anything he’d ever done. Everything was burnt, there was nothing but a wide expanse of blackened dirt in sight. No trees, no hills, no people as far as the eye could see. The sun was clouded out by smoke, sky appearing orange and making it hard to tell the time. The horizon was lit with a distant ember of what he was sure had to be a raging fire if he could see it from such a distance away. He gripped the woman’s wrist tightly.

“What,” he hissed out, “happened here.”

Silence and smouldering ashes were all that met his ears.

Mei woke up feeling as though there had been a fire in her throat. Scratchy dry and aching. Every part of her felt like she’d sat in front of a fire for too long and been cooked part-way. It was a nice feeling when she spent time with her great-great-great-a-thousand-times-great-great Grandfather… but right now it was a reminder of what had happened to make her feel so.

Fire.

She could still feel it, burning in her chest. The rings floated above her head, slowly circling, almost threatening in their movement. Their power was clear and heavy, weighing down and nearly vibrating with the barely contained inferno.

The inferno that destroyed her home.

She watched her tears evaporate into mist that floated up above her and faded away into nothing.

For a moment, she wished the flames had consumed her too.

“Oh, wonderful, you’re awake,” came a voice dripping with a disgusting sarcasm.

Mei jolted upright, the rings catching fire above her with her alarm. Panic shot through her and she reached up to try and put them out.

“Don’t touch those, idiot. You’ll just make it worse.”

Her head snapped to look at him.

And there he stood.

The Demon of Samadhi, his hair redder than a summer sunset, his eyes sharper than flint and steel, his arms crossed over his chest, and a sour expression on his face. Mei had thought she had dreamed it up, stumbling to the caverns she used to explore as a child, drawn by curiosity she’d thought at the time, but now knew was something different, with ashes and smoke trailing behind her rock melting under her feet until she’d drawn close and the spells surrounding his tomb had melted too and his face had come into view. Aside from his hair and clothes from another era, he looked like a normal person.

“You should be dead,” he said, like he was disappointed she wasn’t.

The flame in her flickered with her annoyance.

“And you should be quiet,” she snapped back.

“Insolent-” He looked like he was a moment away from bursting into flame, seething at her, but there was none of the fabled fire flickering in his eyes, they remained cold and empty. “Do you have any idea who you’re speaking to-?”

“Listen, buddy,” Mei interrupted him. He made a sound close to a squawk and she ignored him. “It's been a long day, okay? So if you could just tell me where we are before I barbecue you, that would be great.”

He scoffed again. “Your threats are meaningless, girl. That’s my fire you have there. It can’t hurt me, I made it.”

She glanced up at the rings. Then back down at him.

“You know,” she said. “You’re shorter than I thought you’d be.”

The offence on his face almost made her laugh.

“Were it not for the fact you are the current vessel for my fire, I would kill you here and now.”

“Yeah,” Mei said, “good luck with that buddy.” She groaned as she pushed herself to her feet and stood up, stretching. The rings flickered. She glanced at them. “Why don’t you just take your fire back and I’ll be on my way, huh?”

He was silent.

She looked at him.

He tsked, looking away sharply. “I already tried that, peasant.”

Mei blinked. “What do you mean you already tried?”

“While you were sleeping I attempted to pull it from you. My will alone is not enough to remove it from its current vessel. It’s stubborn.”

Mei barked out a laugh. “The big and powerful Demon of Samadhi can’t take his own fire back?”

“What nonsense-?” He bristled. “I don’t know how but it seems attached to you. I don’t know how you managed to fasten it to you so thoroughly in so little time, but I assure you, I will find a way to take it back.”

“Yeah, sure, whatever, guy,” Mei said, glancing around them. They weren’t in the cavern anymore. They were out in the open and there was…

Nothing.

Something big seemed to lodge in Mei’s chest.

There was nothing but ashes.

In the distance there was a glow of fire.

“I have to stop it.” She wasn’t sure when she had started hyperventilating, but now she was gasping, staggering forward towards the fire. It seemed to get brighter.

“Stop that,” hissed the Demon of Samdhi, grabbing her wrist. “You’re making it worse-”

His hand around her wrist burned.

Rings surrounding her, triggered by a spell, a dormant fire lighting inside her and consuming everything, people screaming Mei screaming.

She gasped and ripped her hand away.

The Demon of Samadhi took a step back, arm raised almost defensively. He stared at her, slightly more cautious now.

“How long have you had my fire…?”

She blinked. “I…”

“How long have you had it?” he asked again--demanded.

“I don’t know,” she stammered. “Not long? A few days?”

“No, I'm not asking when it was triggered,” he grabbed the front of her shirt and dragged her closer to snarl at her, “I’m asking how long you've had it.”

Mei could only stare at him for a moment, too caught off guard to break his wrist for grabbing her.

Abruptly the Demon of Samadhi released her shirt and started pacing back and forth. He ran his hand through his hair. He looked… unsettled. Furious.

“One of my ancestors had it before me,” Mei said slowly. “I think I inherited it-”

His head whipped around to look at her. “Your ancestor?” His eyes were wide, angry.

…Afraid.

“You…” Mei suddenly realized that if the myths were true… the Demon of Samadhi would have no idea how long he’d been sealed away.

He glowered at her. “I what?”

“I should introduce myself,” said Mei, straightening up. “I am Lóng Xiǎo Jiāo , First Princess of the Dragon Empire of the West Sea, descendant of Áo Liè of the Dragon Clan who sealed away the Demon of Samdhi’s fire, placing a piece of it inside of himself, like, I dunno, a couple hundred years ago? It was passed down, unknown to his family, until it came to me.

“And you,” she finished, "are the Demon of Samadhi.”

The Demon of Samdhi stared at her. “What.”

“You got anything to eat?” Mei asked.

Prompt list

#KNOX WRITES (me)#Monkie Kid the Empire of Samadhi AU #Lego Monkie Kid #I guess you could say this is an apocalyptic au #Monkie Kid Mei #Monkie Kid Red Son #no i have no idea what i'm doing #Monkie Destiny Challenge (2023)#not really sure how to tag this but ITS FINE HGLSKDJFD #ngl i don't remember half of what we wrote but its prompt month so its fine if it doesn't make sense mOVING ON HAVE A LOVELY DAY #me: time to do something silly goofy for prompt month #I had this au all of ten seconds later forming before my eeys and i could do nothing to stop it hGL;KSJDF

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vaguely-gestures-to-the-void · 2 years

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Adding this to my long list of things-andor-does, absence. We don't hear the screams Bix does. We aren't told Mon Mothma cares but is negligent in her privilege. We aren't told abt Kino's belief that he can keep his head down and live out his sentence.

Nobody's listening. But we see it.

#andor #andor spoilers #crying screaming this show guys #look man I'm no film student #and im sure someone can say this better than me #but they don't hand everything to the audience on a platter #encouraging critical thinking in media can be something so personal #its the fine line of show don't tell from my highschool understanding of media analysois

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