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[pixiu-pix]

Timmy

this is up on my RedBubble :)

Time lapse and refs below the cut

[rock-omelette]

I think it always goes unsaid (thus forgotten) that in order to believe Stobotnik "matches" e/o's freak, as it were, Stone believes much of the same things Robotnik does. You need to understand people like Stone DO believe they're better than you. Worse than that; they're RIGHT.

They're BOTH psychopathic (they relish in the pain and suffering of others, especially those they deem subordinate or below them. Read: everyone.) but where Robotnik's psychopathy dips into narcissism, Stone's psychopathy dips into Machiavellianism. Kindness and empathy--at best, means nothing to him, and at worst, is deemed fucking stupid. He views others in a range of usefulness.

Stone is not a man without emotions, but they are separate, and they are considered bias in the long term achievement of goals. Sure he can ACT empathetic, that's easy. Being charming and acting sweet and kind it's easy. Crucially, to Stone, it is an important and useful manipulation tactic. Personally, I think the only person Stone has ever, and truly could love is Robotnik. On top of everything, Ivo GETS IT. Ivo is the only one Stone believes IS worthy of respect, who can put his money where his mouth is, every time, and does better than you can ever imagine. Ivo IS the pinnacle of success. And to not SEE this, in Stone's eyes, is fucking stupid. He genuinely, sincerely, from the bottom of his fucking heart and soul believes that being unable to SEE how powerful Ivo is STUPIDITY IN THE HIGHEST ORDER.

Emotions are an indulgence for Stone, and thats what his love for Ivo is. To choose and love Ivo--in Stone's eyes--is the one, selfish indulgence he ever lets himself have, regardless of any long term goals. You need to understand that Stone WANTS Ivo, and he fucking GETS what he wants, regardless of Ivo's opinion on the matter btw. This is pillar of Stone's character, to me. Which is why reading fics where Stone is kinder or more compassionate than this doesn't quite scratch the itch that I have about it

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[aquagirl1978]

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[aaja-pia-tohe-pyaar-du]

Sitcoms are sad.

They are sadder than those love stories where protagonists don't end up with each other, where they choose lives so wildly different that they stop looking back.

Sitcoms aren't like that, no, they aren't tragic love stories where heartbreak is loud and final.

They are worse.

They make us fall in love with the ordinary; the everyday breakfasts, the group hugs, the terrible plans, the spontaneous evenings that somehow turn golden. Just simple something that starts to feel everything.

It's like getting to know a new friend; learning them like a street you've walked for years, the cracks in the pavement, the old tree that always blooms first in spring, or like that one rare family in my neighbourhood that I actually like; their home always warm, their door open, their laughter spilling out like fairy lights.

But then........they leave. quietly.

Because sitcoms are sneaky.

They aren't loud with heartbreak, nope. It's in the little things; the empty apartment, the uncooked food left in the fridge, the group chat that stops buzzing, the unoccupied couch that no one fights over now.

It ends with people laughing, content with the little life they created... But it leaves us crying.

Sitcoms are sad.

Not because of how they end, but because how alive they once felt.

[luvingsolace]

Everybody get their panties in a twist whenever fem/non gender conforming/not solely masculine Nico comes up but the idea of Nico finally being enough comfortable with himself and his identity to ALLOW himself to explore parts of himself he grew up forced to condemn and hate is BEAUTIFUL to me. He was born in a societal context that refused everything that wasn’t alligned with the “perfect image of a man”, and him finally being able to let that go, to go past that and find himself is such good soup yall don’t get😞

And rn I’m saying this in relation to gnc Nico, but it doesn’t necessarily need to be. this is more of a general and broad thought i have! And it’s something that, yes, would have an impact on his identity, but that also really comes out with his relationship with Will as well! With his relationship with his friends, with his sister!

And like I don’t even personally hc him as gender non conforming and stuff, but it’s so sad to see that everytime it’s brought up from a genuine place it’s immediately shot down with arguments that go from being superficial to lowkey just misogynistic. WHOA who said that…

[rainbow-riddle-art]

Some vague JigZen comfort because i love them and im emotional

[xelasrecords]

Another translation post! If you've ever wondered why tapping Caleb's hand triggers this line, it's because that's not exactly what he says in Chinese.

In a helpless tone, accompanied by a chuckle as if he can't believe you didn't know this yet, he says, "I'm already in the palm of your hand."

The translation took the essence of Caleb's Chinese line and rephrased it. Even the delivery is different—he's more playful though still sincere in English.

In fact, in general, CN Caleb sounds more serious and you really get the feeling that he's older than you, so partially because of that, you can safely depend on him (I say "partially" because his need to protect you also comes from trauma). Seniority and its expectations and responsibilities are prevalent in the Chinese culture, so Caleb being older is a major influence to your dynamic.

Because of that, he also likes to use cutesy phrases commonly used with children, lovers, or very close friends. Off the top of my head, I remember him saying something like "来我帮你吹吹" in the beach event as an offer to help you blow sand away from your eyes. 吹 means to blow, but the word repetition makes it sounds childlike, and in this case, shows that he likes to dote on you (this is another can of worms, read this post for a deeper explanation).

I'm going off a tangent, so I'll stop myself here. Will be back if I find more interesting translations!

[rbtlvr]

making my tags from the last post their own post, actually, because i went and did RESEARCH for this. SO BASICALLY

according to the wiki loop CANNOT crit in phase one

i dont know if their attack buff actually does anything (id have to fight them to check) since their attacks are based on percentage of your hp. BUT even if it did, they can only buff once per loop in phase one, meaning they can only do one buffed big attack per loop

regular attack does 10% hp (15% with attack buff), big attack does 17% hp (~25% with attack buff)

big attack is every third turn

guarding halves damage, halving the regular attack to 5% and the big attack to 8.5%

you heal 6% every turn with memory of a journey

those three turns where their attack is buffed aside, you can just stand there and guard and only lose a grand total of 0.5% of your hp for every three turns

this also does not take into account attack speed this is just assuming they both attack at the exact same rate. attack speed is gonna vary by level but i opened my act 6 save to check and my sif is level 76 and has 186 attack speed. they also have the scissors equipped which lower attack speed and i. cant unequip them. so. theres that too

so if youre fast enough (high level enough and dont have the scissors equipped like me. oops) you can straight up outheal all of loops attacks given enough turns + just standing there and guarding

loop does not want to hurt siffrin. thank you for coming to my ted talk

[miniminttea]

SPOILERS FOR SEASON 3 DR

I love that Lloyd is still bad at emotions.

Like he isn’t bad in the sense that he can’t deal with them, but more like he knows how important they are.

But because of this, he really struggles to be like helpful in an emotional conversation.

We see this when he says “I have to believe if master Wu did this…it was for a good reason”

And then when Arin understandably sees it as some sort of excuse, he immediately stutters and doesn’t know what to say. He wants to clarify what he means, but he doesn’t want to sound like he’s making more excuses.

Like we see it to a far lesser degree in SOG when he and Harumi went for that walk. When she talks about how tough it is being a princess, Lloyd comes back with a sorta “yeah I know right?” But that time the mood is lighter so he actually has space to explain his word garbage.

(Like I truly believe Lloyd is an awkward man who struggles with actually normal people communication. Like he can do the formal “I am the son of the son of this famous guy” bit or the “we greatly appreciate your help” kinda phrases no issue, but if you’re like trying to talk to him normally it can be hard.

Anyway I feel like Lloyd might be autistic because like me he seems to struggle with communicating how he feels. Instead just expressing it when he’s so sad or angry he can’t hold it back anymore.)

But I got side tracked. My point is that Lloyd is trying so hard to be a positive force in these kids lives and it is killing him because he doesn’t know how to do that when he’s like actually trying.

[swathingpath707]

I don’t know if i’ll ever get over how todd just kept living. like obviously to 16 year old todd, neil was his closest friend and everything. but to 40 year old todd? neil was a school friend. and of course he still cares about neil but his life grows to be so much else. He doesn’t think of neil the way he does at 16 forever, he moves forward. He will never know 40 year old neil. He can’t grow old with 70 year old neil. Neil is forever 16, that I can understand. but todd is Not. todd gets older.

[enchantedchocolatebars]

A Moment in Needlework

Summary: Remember how once we were. A moment. Remember?

Ao3 version

Enjoy!

Inside the eerie abandoned ruin home he was temporarily residing in, the count was sitting in a chair in the corner of a dark room, his concentration deep as he appeared to be stitching the sides of what looked like a small stuffed wolf.

His disease-ridden rodents, who usually scampered around him, spreading the plague, were sleeping peacefully together in piles in the room, with two piles near his feet.

No magic was employed during the creation of the plush, which was made entirely by hand from patterning, cutting, stitching, and stuffing.

While meticulously working with the needle and thread, Orlok was careful not to prick any of his long fingers, and an almost rare smile crossed his face.

He seemed to be reminiscing on a moment.

A favorable one that has stayed with him for centuries.

She would have been beside him throughout the needlework process, watching him with encouraging eyes and a smile while occasionally guiding him and helping him fix any sewing mistakes he made.

Remember how once we were. A moment. Remember?

...

"Liev, my love, come quick!"

After hearing his beloved wife's call, Liev opened the door of the baby room.

The cream-colored nursery had a small crib with delicate sheets draped over the sides of it along with little decorations and a hearth to keep the baby warm during cold nights.

Liev gazed at his soulmate rocking gently in the room's rocking chair as their pet husky slept at her feet.

She looked to be concealing a surprise behind her back, and as her brown eyes connected with his green ones, a smile crossed his face, a flutter in his chest.

Elena's hair was tailbone length and copper-colored, with a small black mole above her lip.

"What is it, dragul meu?" asked Liev as he walked towards the rocking chair.

Elena's smile was fully formed as she brought forth her right hand from behind her back, revealing a small brown stuffed bear with button eyes and an innocent embroidered smile.

"I made him for our child," she softly stated, placing the bear in her husband's hand.

After turning his gentle gaze to the toy, Liev began slowly combing its fur with the back of his thumb.

The craftsmanship of his wife was impeccable, and the bear was evidently made with a great deal of care and love.

"Isn't he just adorable?" Elena asked with a giggle.

"I think you should make one too, Liev. I feel our child would be very appreciative of such a gift from their tată."

"I would love to, dragul meu, but you are aware of my busy schedule." Still smiling, Liev kissed her cheek.

"It'll only take a few minutes," Elena pleaded in a cheery tone. "Can you not spare some time from your countly duties for your child? For me? Please, Liev?"

As soon as the count witnessed puppy dog eyes being pulled out by both his wife, as well as his husky who had just woken up from his nap, he knew he was outnumbered.

He soon sighed in defeat, rolling his eyes in an exaggerated, playful manner.

"Very well then." Liev kissed her knuckles softly.

A happy expression shined on the husky's face as he opened his mouth, wagging his tail excitedly.

Placing hands on Liev's cheeks, Elena began to gently caress his face, leaning in to give a quick, soft kiss to his lips.

"Thank you."

A warm feeling stirred in both their stomachs.

...

"... Tell me again why I can't just use my magic to create this toy for our child, Elena?" Liev asked his wife with an irksome sigh as he turned to look at her.

He was now the one seated in the rocking chair, with a needle and thread in one hand, and a plush that appeared to be a husky but resembled a wolf more with an open tummy of stuffing in his other hand.

The fact that he had pricked his hand so many times with the needle caused him to have an irritated tone.

"It diminishes the enjoyment of doing it by hand, my love," Elena told him.

"But the needle persists in poking my hand."

"That's because you're not properly closing the opening. Here, let me help you," Elena offered as she placed her hands over Liev's.

"You do it like this," she gently instructed, guiding her husband's hands to slowly sew the tummy of the husky wolf.

Elena proceeded to smile, and so did her husky when he took a look at the finished toy.

He let out a bark, and Elena nodded her head at the canine. "Yes, he does look like you!" she agreed with a giggle before focusing on her husband.

Her gaze softened, and so did her voice.

"Our child will be greatly touched by this special gift, Liev," she said, pressing a kiss to his cheek, smiling.

Liev nodded, a soft smile forming on his face. "Yes, they will."

...

The sides of the stuffed wolf were finally stitched, but as Orlok stared at it fixedly, he observed how sad the toy appeared even though it had a smile on its face.

This caused the count's rare smile to slowly fade, it being replaced with a look of pain, which reached to his chest.

Although sewing brought back good memories of Elena, it also brought back painful ones.

Ones of her death due to the plague.

Ones of his child never being born and experiencing death rather than life while inside their mother's stomach.

The pain in Orlok's chest grew more intense.

He still to this day couldn't help but blame himself for their deaths.

If only he had...

"Îmi pare atât de rău iubiera mea...," he whispered softly.

[npd-vriska]

i am not joking when i say trolls have gotten shittier at what they do. successful trolling and flamebait is a lost art. nowadays they just send you an ask like "it's really problematic that you did XYZ" expecting you to get angry and defensive. and thats because most people have honestly really failed to adapt to this kind of trolling? it keeps working, they keep doing it.

if an anon criticizes you all like "im a lesbian and-" or "im a trans man and-" or "im a poc and-" or whatever thats your queue to disregard everything they say. because you cant verify that. you have to internalize that it's in your best interest to treat all annoying anons as being sent by the same white middle class american cishet guy named kyle, and he just has a lot of free time and no friends.

"but what if it's not kyle! what if theyre actually a lesbian/trans man/poc/&c?" well theyre not looking for open discussion, if they were they wouldnt send an anon ask. so it literally doesnt matter, treat them as if theyre kyle anyway. and remember youre not a public figure youre literally just blogging, you dont need to be "held accountable" for anything.

and same goes for "thoughts on [controversial topic]?" and "why did you do [accusation]?" type anon asks. thats kyle again, hes just gotten bored with claiming every marginalized identity under the sun. if they wanna prove theyre not kyle all they gotta do is uncheck that box.

[greenheartart]

Day 14 - Fierce

Some people dress up to look stylish. Stretch dresses up to inflict psychic damage.

[king-lena]

i just wrote a whole post on how david and roger’s perception of each other ultimately led to their downfall and it started off as like a paragraph of surface level observations and somehow morphed into an essay length analysis that i can’t possibly justify posting 😭 i did kind of cook tho ngl i’m proud of her

[yyprompts]

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Unique English words for writing 3:

Miasma (n.) - A disgusting or unpleasant scent or odor

Selenolatry (n.) - The worship of the moon

Psithurism (n.) - The sound of the wind going through trees/leaves

Sough (v.) - (Usually of the wind) to make a sound like a sigh/rustling

Supernal (adj.) - Heavenly, divine / came from the sky or above

Spectral (adj.) - Resembling a ghost

Tintinnabulation (n.) - The sound/ringing of bells

Irenic (adj.) - Promoting peace

Amebean (adj.) - Resembling amoebas

Phial (n.) - A vial usually used for storing injectable substances

Biwinter (v.) - To make like winter

Spirable (adj.) - Capable of being inhaled / respirable

Autogamy (n.) - Self-fertilization

Shoal (n.) - A group of fish from different species

Bed (n.) - A group of eels huddled together in one area