#Final in Dart

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Difference between Const and Final in Dart

In Dart, final and const are both used to declare variables that cannot be reassigned once they are initialized. However, there are some differences between them Mutability final variables can only be assigned once. Their value can be set at runtime and is evaluated when assigned. const variables are implicitly final but are compile-time constants. They are constants at compile time, meaning…

[ammnd]

If the boss has a second phase, so have I

[mammoth-clangen]

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Tyro Quiver and Flashback guys!

The old tom is Thicketberry btw, he was the leader when Burnet was 2 seasons old c: (he's also a trans tom and comes from a different clangen playthrough I did for fun cx )

Lilac and Pine have a really fun dynamic tbh, I think they're cute uvu

The last panel was added as an afterthought but i think it was a good one bc Important

I like the colours on this page, pink good uvu-b

Omg hello all 7466435 new people!? ty Moons of Dewclan for reblogging me so i could steal your followers rjhbrhbrh

[elericelery]

"I only knew you was better than Michael, I didn't know you was good. There's a big distinction there."

[sickfires]

right to repair

[detcoco]

Kogoro’s imitation of Conan’s infamous “ah le le!”

[muse-write]

Oh shoot I feel the urge to suddenly work on my intimidating sewing project that I dropped last year.

[libraryofgage]

Final Girl Steve Snippet!

Anyway I've been decomposing lately but I've been working on fics I promise hfjdks

As proof, here's a little snippet from the next part of Final Girl Steve! It features everyone's favorite boy: Dart

If you see any typos, no you didn't :^)

Images of digging, of how far the tunnels extend, of where they’re planning to dig next fill Dart’s head as they walk. The tunnels seem to run under most of the town, and his siblings seem intent on expanding the system beyond the town itself. When he tries to figure out why, exactly, his siblings are so intent on digging this tunnel, his sibling doesn’t have an answer.  The clearest explanation it can give Dart is that the master wants them to, and they don’t question or deny the master’s wants. Dart thinks that’s odd and offers a few memories of himself questioning and denying the mother’s requests. He doesn’t include the mother’s reactions to those instances (most include being put in time out, grounded, or given such a disappointed look that Dart had withered into an agreeable puddle) because the most important part of the memories is that Dart could and did question and deny. His sibling still seems confused by the idea, but it seems to understand a little better now. It switches focus, though, noticing the father in the background of some of the memories. The next images pushed through to Dart are the blurry forms of the father, his face indiscernible and his hair a floating brown mass. Dart thinks for a moment, trying to decide what memories would best explain the father and their relationship. He settles on three. The first is Dart’s first view of the father. He’d just been born, barely more than a writhing mass of confusion and warmth in the mother’s hands, when he’d been held up and presented to the father. He and the father had stared at each other before the father turned away, took a few steps down the hall, and then walked right back to ask the mother, “Stevie, sweetheart, baby, my muse, what the fuck?” The memory is brimming with amusement from both Dart and the mother whenever they look back on it. The second is more like a montage of memories. It’s a collage of the father sneaking food to Dart behind the mother’s back, flashing a conspiratorial grin or winking at Dart or whispering to keep it a secret from the mother. These memories are tinged with flavor and the excitement of getting away with something ultimately harmless. The final memory is more recent, from the past month. Dart is wandering the house, about to find the mother when he’s scooped off the ground and his sides are tickled. Dart wiggles and squirms, a stuttered hissing escaping him until the father finally stops. “Just you and me for a bit, demobaby,” the father whispers, carrying Dart into the living room. Once he’s on the couch, the father places Dart on his shoulder and cracks open a book. “Stevie is sleeping off a migraine, so we’re gonna stay nice and quiet and not bother him and just read together.” The father waits for Dart to settle, curled against his neck and covered by a blanket of the father’s hair, before he starts reading. This memory floats in comfort and warmth, a shared care for the mother and the soft whisper of the father’s voice.

[r0semultiverse]

Calling it now, we’re gonna have a parody of [S] Game Over but with Jane and her Crocker death laser as the batterwitch with her laser beams.

[bizlybebo]

i miss the fucked up dinosaur?-bird hybrid creature on harttawa island. asshole jrwi you mean the world to me

[age-of-moonknight]

Variant cover for Moon Knight (Vol. 9/2021), #25 by Scott Forbes.

[felixdawriter]

Fear such as you've never experienced before!

[sickfires]

Would ya loosen up? Would ya hug me?

[wolfs-writing-den]

1:52am silly fic thought: Shay is convinced he’s a dangerous uncontrollable monster under the full moon but no, he isn’t, he just rolled on one of his berserk darts that one time and now he’s traumatized.

[aroseyetbloomedwrites]

"I enjoy the time with you for several reasons. The shine is a big part. I do mean it when I say my time with you is intended not to remove that. But rather I want to see how bright it can shimmer. As a man who lives in the shadows, having the company of something so bright soothes in ways." The phone in Paxton's hand speaks. Horrible explanation, but an honest one.

"Oh, but Paxton." The elezen seems to brighten with certainty. The stars cannot shine without the great expanse of darkness at its fore and at its back. And! Next time," He starts, pauses as he wonders if being so forward was unbecoming, then he huffs air through his nose. "Next time, if you like, because I like to do this amongst all other things, I can dance for you." Whether that means Paxton simply comes to the Gilded Asp, or hires him again, remains to be seen. "Like a shooting star! I will show you a flame in the sky for you to bask with!" He laughs, tipping back slightly on the leg he rests against, but not falling over it as his shoulders shake with his tremulous giggle.

Paxton watched as the other seemed to be delighted by their proclaimed facts, and giggles of dancing like a shooting star. He'd slouch a bit in his posture, seemly softening up as the other was giggling heavily. A soft close of his eyes, a rather large warm grin. He wasn't confusing reality with this fantasy. No it was more just an odd emotion of being able to bring someone to such warm levels. To bask in it. To attend the festival. Win a prize. Return his shine. He wasn't aware how honest his face was, his guard had been quite dropped with all the overwhelming events. "I'm at your call." The phone would say softly, while the other was still laughing. So it was possibly not heard. He knew, in reality, this wouldn't happen. So he soaked it up, for as long as it would last.

It might not have been heard, the tone a little low, and Star taken to giggles in a way that had him bringing a finger to his lashes, curling one up to make sure his makeup remained prim and perfect. And when he sees Paxton's face, he smiles even more beatifically, and turns his hand outward, to pop his forefinger against his nose, and then spread his fingers outward, to stroke his cheek. "You look sweet." Then he hops up and off the leg, turning with his prize held to his chest, hip slightly quirked, even if the coat around his shoulders somewhat hid his subtle curves.. "Would you like to get a hot drink, Paxton?"

[queenofthearchipelago]

WAIT A SECOND

Right before the Metatron comes into the bookshop, Michael is telling Aziraphale about how they were going to erase him from the book of life. And THEN the Metatron shows up and says that Michael doesn't have that power.

But to Aziraphale, maybe the Metatron does

And I know we've talked about that before, this isn't a new detail to us

BUT what if Aziraphale went back to heaven, not because of Crowley, to save Crowley, but to save himself.

Maybe he felt the threat in the Metatron's words that maybe he's destroy Aziraphale unless he played along.

There's a running theme throughout season 2 of Aziraphale not wanting Crowley to be alone. The most powerful moment of that being in the Job episode when Crowley admits he's lonely.

So in Aziraphale's mind, he wants Crowley to be happy and he knows that Crowley can't be happy if he's alone and he knows that the only company in the world that Crowley actually wants is him.

"I've always wanted to go to Alpha Centauri."

So maybe this is all happening because Aziraphale has to figure out how to save himself from Heaven.