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wintersearose · 5 months
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hgduo · 4 months
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Okay so, I fully agree that q!Bagi is not obligated to stick by Cellbit or watch over him- and that it's healthy for her to grow closer to other people who make her feel happy and focusing on them could really help her start to heal from years of trauma she's gone though. I'm all for her finding people that feel like family when her brother doesn't right now. She is so much more then just his sister.
... but I don't agree with the common take that q!Cellbit doesn't care about her- I just don't think it's fair to take the way he's acting lately as truly reflective of how he feels towards the others, his mental health is at it's lowest, he's lashing out in self-destructive ways, and hasn't really had a moment to just take-in and process everything he's learned about the past that was taken from him with all the other stressful garbage going on. 'Course none of that is to say the weight of how he's treating people like his sister (and the others) should just be ignored and it's fully up to them to decide if they still want him around or not- I just don't agree with writing him off as not caring for her.
It's a painful, messy, complicated situation... but he knows she's been hurting for a long time- and I still believe that him hunting down fed members is as much for him as it is for her and everyone else whose been hurt by them even if Bagi openly hates what he's doing. He may not want to admit it, but I think he does care about her deep down- and he wants to push her away like everyone else (who isn't Baghera) right now.
I don't know if they'll ever be able to be a 'family' again let alone as close as they once were, but I think there's still some hope left that they can make something work... maybe.
... I also don't think she's ever going to truly 'give-up' on him because Bagi is simply a VERY determined person and not one to let her dummy little brother tell her what to do lol
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spearxwind · 8 months
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not fucking AI generated art on the tumblr radar 💀💀💀💀💀
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im-a-goat-in-disguise · 3 months
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So I've played like 35 or so hours of fallout 4 and I genuinely do not know much of anything BUT I do have a question. Who is the best companion
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puppyeared · 8 months
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When you backread through a fun conversation you had with someone for hours an angel gets its wings
#I was talking to my brother about Norman doors and I had fun in my UX class and he was telling me about demon cores and the trolley problem#in his class. AND I remembered to take my meds today so I can feel every cell in my body. i can feel the neurons rubbing together#and yesterday I infodumped about the specialists bullseye chart to crow and how it ties with witch hat atelier#WHICH I MANAGED TOGET THEM TK READ IM SO HAPPY. I MAKE SQUEALING GUINEA PIG NOISES EVERY TIME THEY TELL ME WHAT THEYVE READ SO FAR. AHH#i might not even be scratching the surface with witch hat there are so many themes i could not possibly fathom or go over my heasd#and thats what makes it so exciting there are so many spaces in between that you can fill with your thoughts and i. i#waves my hands around manically#for anyone interested in my insane ramblings. the bullseye chart is from are we all scientific experts now by harry collins#in my own words its basically saying everything we know about anything is a game of broken telephone#and it discusses how information gets lost in translation between experts and laymen including things that arent in control#one of the main points was how things that happen between experts are complicated including debates and findings#that you can only really understand thru research and experience in that field and cant be smoothly shared without it being reworded#and risking some of those key points. or even concepts that are hard to understand that cant be shared at all#like if you tried to tell me about how DNA works using words scientists are familiar with but i am NOT- i risk missing concepts that i need#to understand to know how it works on the level you understand. or i risk having it reworded and understanding it but not on that level#AND IT DOES TIE TO WITCH HAT THE WITCH AND NORMAL FOLK COMMUNITIES I PROMISE. ITS SO INTERESTING#anyway i spent hours reading back thru that conversation and i might as well admit it goes for almost every fun conversation i have#and it might be the 20mg of adderall in my body but i am in such a state of peace and love i have to verbalize it. ahh#yapping
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From the people who brought you: "Android detectives can't cook!" comes the concept: "Hank has a horrible food palate!"
He's happy to try anything once.
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pickled-flowers · 2 months
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Also just because you get annoyed by something someone is doing doesn't mean they are evil you can leave us alone
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panzershrike-pretz · 7 months
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Oh, me? I don't have a type...
*trying to hide the doctors of my favourite fandoms*
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funstyle · 5 months
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Whenever i see posts like this i start thinking some taxi driver shit. Some day a real rain will come and wash away all the vermin etc
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mrsbsmooth · 5 months
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If you live in Austrilia why do you keep posting about USA politics? You don’t live here.
First of all its spelled Australia. I know we don't pronounce half the syllables but come on.
Second of all, LOL.
The fact that you've sent through this ask says so much. If you think you live in a bubble where US politics doesn't affect the rest of the world, you're dead wrong.
See the United States has something that we don't. It's called the US Dollar. It's the most commonly held currency in the world, and most international trade is conducted in it. Australia has a stockpile of it, pretty much all the countries in the world do, because it's how we do business. We hold a bunch of it so that we can do international business with y'all and with most other countries. We have a foreign exchange reserve of about 35 US Billion.
That might not mean a whole lot to you, because you think that American decisions only affect Americans.
DING DONG YOUR OPINION IS WRONG
When America makes dumb decisions like electing an orange shit flinging megalomaniac, the rest of the world loses confidence in the American dollar and gets all nervous and shit. And because we are close friends and trading partners, Australia's economy suffers as a result.
America's political climate also strongly influences our own. We generally follow whatever you guys do. You elect a psychopath, we elect a psychopath. You close your borders, we tighten ours.
You go to war, we follow you in. We're fucking allies. Australia's one of your most loyal friends. We've got American military bases on Australian soil. Look up Pine Gap. It's a fucking CIA/NSA base in the middle of our goddamn country.
You and me baby, we're best mates whether you like it or not.
And, like a good best mate,
I'M GONNA FUCKING SAY SOMETHING WHEN YOU'RE ABOUT TO DO SOMETHING FUCKING STUPID
SUCH AS ELECTING DONALD FUCKING TRUMP BACK INTO FUCKING OFFICE
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bioexorcizm · 1 month
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holy shit I misread your pinned post (I thought it said you sexualized old men) and assumed you’d be okay with innuendo im so sorry if you’re not Q_Q Dewey loves you very much and very genuinely I’m sorry if my ask sucked
i do sexualize those old men anon dont worry just not on main
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jadedbutler · 5 months
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back when i'd first read dark rise, i'd written this little moody rescue au oneshot for Will & James (KempClair? What're we calling them lol),
I'd started drafting a James POV + continuation of it, which was left marinating in my gdocs until i read dark heir last weekend and had my brain chemicals once again reactivated.
below is a sample of that WIP which i am feeding you directly from my stupid little hands ;;
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All draped in black and gold, crystal and white, wearing lavish masks over their eyes, unable to obscure their covetous little stares. Appraising James like he’s one of the cracked marble busts or stolen baroque oil paintings laid out on the lobby floor to be admired, but all too rich for their blood.
Another era, another gilded cage.
James St. Clair, on display again, an objet of virtu presented by yet another man drunk off conditional loyalty and borrowed prestige. Surrounded by vermin that think themselves his followers.
Well. Not untrue.
James tips his crystal drinking glass to his lips, itching to stain the crimson carpeted floors of the Hotel with a much darker red. It would be sooo easy; with a twitch of his fingers, he could turn this stupid masquerade into a massacre. But what he lacks in temperance and humility, he makes up for with patience. So he lets the wine soothe his nerves and sharpen his tongue instead. Biding his time.
Waiting. Always waiting. 
"Are you enjoying yourself, my jewel?" James' current "patron" whispers, close enough to disturb the pendant dangling from his earlobe. A diamond-encrusted silver cross, clamped painfully onto James' ear, since his invulnerability makes piercings impossible to hold. It's not a relic, but like most jewelry designed in his honour, the earring is... troublesome.
"Oh, positively euphoric," James drawls in reply, inspecting the cuticles of his free hand to showcase exactly how much fun he's not having. But his sarcasm is lost on his patron, the dleusional swine, who returns a satisfied hum as he swirls his own champagne glass thoughtfully.
"As you should be. After all, tonight will be the marking of a new era - a new king. And what is a king without his crown jewel?"
Hah. Derision peals out of James' throat before he can swallow it back. How violently laughable. It's like this every fucking time.
But his laughter falters a moment later, as a subtle murmur ripples through the throng of cultists surrounding him. No, not a murmur, no one has stopped talking, not for a second.
Not a flicker, either, the chandelier lights overhead glittering bright, winking starlight into his eyes.
A shiver, then. A sudden drop in temperature that only he seems to feel. And it was so sickeningly hot just a moment ago.
And then --
Found you.
Robbed of his breath and his heartbeat and every thought he's ever had, James lifts his eyes and finds himself pinned, under that dark endless gaze he's felt a thousand times in his dreams.
There, in the crowd, separated by a dozen or so false followers, a pale face looks regards him, shrouded in black lace.
James' lips part by a fraction of a centimeter, and he feels himself about to say. You found me.
The spell remains unbroken, even as James' patron pulls an arm around his waist, announcing his latest conquest to the thrall before him. "A toast--" he says, or maybe he doesn't. James isn't listening. He can't hear a thing.
He swallows back the rest of his wine, untangles himself from the unwanted grip.
"Where do you --"
"Breath of fresh air," he mutters, tearing himself away.
Away, away and up the empire steps to the mezzanine, up the next few floors of the Hotel until he reaches an empty hall, void of false followers and prying eyes. He's vaguely aware that he's shivering hard. Not because his thin white shirt leaves his back exposed. Not because of the wine in his blood.
Absently, he grabs a forgotten coat draped over the bannister, and pulls his arms through. But the shaking does not stop.
In the Hotel, his steps are muted against the carpeted floors. But as pushes through the glass doors leading to the balcony. the ground beneath his boot heels is more solid. Still, he feels as though if he takes another step, he'll fall right through.
Will is waiting for him by the marble-wrought railing, still and beautiful as a sculptor's depiction of Lucifer. God's beloved, fallen.
"You came for me," he breathes, bathed once more in Will's beckoning gaze. With impossible yearning, James reaches out, not with his hands but with his magic, to assure himself this isn't a spectre, a cruel trick, the kind that fate has played on him over and over and over -
"You can come closer,"
A gloved hand reaches toward him. Not begging to touch. Not commanding.
It's too much. James had spent this entire lifetime cultivating a wall of ice and iron around himself, only for it to melt from a single gesture from Will. He practically pours himself into Will's arms, pressing his cheek against his hand.
"I wasn't sure," he sighs, dragging his fingers, his real ones, along Will's armdf;lskdf;lka;lkfsdlkjdf idk to be conitniutend ?????? bY e
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mugenloopdalove · 23 days
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What it looks like when I've had more experience in a rhythm game btw
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yuhi-san · 2 years
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i'm really a fan of how darius seems to surround himself with people that have him exasperate a lot of time.
i'd like to continue that trend with the previous golden guard.
like imagine teen!darius who acts as of he is soo much more mature than his peers and totally above their childish nonsense (which is like only 20% true)
and then there is his mentor who is very serious and competent while on duty as golden guard. but he puts on a prince charming act or he will joke around and act sillier than necessary.
it initially annoys darius so so much because he tries really hard to be all serious and grown up just for... this.
"why so serious and uptight? you are like, 14. we should go play a prank or something to lighten the mood."
darius is 15. he knows his mentor knows. he is totally just trolling him.
obviously darius comes to greatly care for and admire his mentor but yeah
i think he is generally one to need some time to grow fond of people haha
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hootydoot · 1 year
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THE BAD BATCH
Kind of
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So, I was planning on drawing something for the return of the bad batch, but I have been massively uninspired for about 5 months now, and didn't do it.
My little brother, being the absolute gem that he is, quickly drew a horrifying yet beautiful rendition of clone force 99 to make up for my lack.
When I say that this drawing made me laugh to tears, it is an understatement. After whipping this masterpiece out in about 7 minutes, WITHOUT REFERENCES mind you, my brother made me promise to post it on here, and I was more than happy to oblige.
I hope you all get even a fraction of the joy this disturbing art has brought me ❤️
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ashcadence · 9 months
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There's speculation that Sherlock purposefully got the problems wrong, or William purposefully marked all the problems wrong, but...
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According to the students, the test was difficult, and Sherlock most likely didn't know the formulas for the level William was teaching in that class.
My brother's math professor explained it as, "Math equations are like an engine. You can't fix it without the tools. In math, the tools are the formulas, and the equation is the engine. You can't solve a math equation without the formulas."
So it's entirely possible Sherlock got all the problems wrong.
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