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[featherxquill]

The thing about me is, I’m so rejection sensitive, at least where friendship is concerned, that I have learned to completely ignore the part of my brain that tells me that someone is mad at me or hates me and wants rid of me, essentially granting myself cockroach levels of resilience to passive-aggressive social rejection and ghosting. So yes, I will be That Person. I have absolutely no shame and I will send you 32 things that made me think of you even if you haven’t replied, I will persist in asking you to hang out. Like I choose to believe that everyone is just busy or forgetful or has their own shit going on, it’s the only way I can be a functional human being. So if you want to get rid of me that’s completely fine, but I will take none hints and I’m going to need you to Set Some Clear Boundaries, Ma’am.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Good Morning, World.

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[cod-dump]

If Nik is teaching yard work, what would teen!Farah and teen!Ghost be doing 🤔

He's definitely teaching them all the same things, just has them in rotation. He showed Farah how to work with the chainsaw first because he feels she's the most responsible.

Simon is digging up weeds with his bare hands, connecting with his inner mole, and Kyle is is cutting grass. Next rotation, Simon gets the chainsaw, Kyle is working on weeds, and Farah is cutting grass. Next rotation?

John notices his baby boy with a damn chainsaw and freaks out. He doesn't approve of any of them using the chainsaw.

[poorlydrawntorbek]

Already had a tiny crush on the resident bugbear but the way you draw him makes it woooorse. 😭

Aha I'm sure the way I draw him having that effect says absolutely nothing about my own thoughts on our favorite resident bugbear whatsoever don't look into it.

[yuechihua]

(spoilers for Harumasa's agent story!)

So, I think that Harumasa ultimately has a slight streak of pragmatism and utilitarianism, mainly in regards to himself. There is a calculation in his actions when it comes to how he wants others to perceive him as someone lazy (so they won't worry over him when his illness is genuinely serious). In his agent story quest, he doesn't hesitate to act in a self-sacrificial manner (despite the fact he wants to live no matter what!) if the overall result is more beneficial to other people than any negative consequence to himself.

He lets his spinal fluid get taken in place of the kids Kirishima is experimenting on because he reasons outwardly that he's used to the strain of the procedure, and it'll have more negative impacts on them and their life expectancy. He doesn't hesitate to inject what he thinks is a deadlier strain of the drug that his mentor made into himself, just so Kirishima couldn't get his hands on it and ruin more people's lives.

I think the way Harumasa uses himself and his own body can be attributed to his upbringing (he suffered similar experiments on his own person and that probably lend to a utilitarian mindset and disconnect with his own personhood), and personal mindset (his pragmatism towards his own perceived expendability, and his desire to protect other people).

At the same time, however, Harumasa never applies this philosophy to anyone else. When he interacts with Seth, he actually appreciates-- even admires-- that Seth has such a pure belief in protecting other people, and not sacrificing anyone to achieve a goal. Harumasa most likely feels similarly to Seth, but his own exception will always be himself.

[from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras]

You know how Aragorn gets pissy with Háma when he has to leave Anduril outside of Meduseld and he does the whole I Command You Not To Touch It Because It’s A Legendary Weapon of History Meant Only For Me As A Legendary Heir of History thing? And Háma responds, “It seems as if you are come on the wings of song out of forgotten days”?

I know — I KNOW — that this is meant to be Háma being amazed and impressed and respectful of Aragorn’s identity as now revealed to him. But ALSO, I really want it to be the sassiest, most sarcastic mocking. I want it to be Háma turning around and giving back the same level of attitude that he just got. I want it to be Háma’s way of saying, “Oh, well, EXCUSE ME, Mr. Mythic Hero. CLEARLY destiny has brought you here, looking like a grimy field laborer, to lead us all to glory and honor and victory at the beckoning of Béma himself, and THANK GOODNESS that you’ve BLESSED my LIFE with the chance to even set eyes on you and your magical sword from olden times that my ancestors didn’t even find worthy of remembrance.”

A girl can dream.

[spearxwind]

PILOT IT'S CORPSE AROUND LIKE A SUIT OF ARMOR

(these are my ocs, be respectful please!)

[armand-dearest]

People are being so annoying about Doug's optimism around AI. He's optimistic about AI's usage in the world of medicine and technology - in those areas, AI genuinely can change the world for the better. He also believes safeguarding for artists needs to be in place when it comes to the generative stuff. But, of course, people are allergic to nuance online.

He's also obviously not pro AI music in any way, he constantly plays music on stream and none of it has been AI. He's moved away from AI art stuff due to his moral concerns around it and the issue of safeguarding for artists. He only really uses AI for his content either as a shitpost generator, or to help him with coding. It's not like he's out here stealing money from the pockets of artists.

[thejakeformerlyknownasprince]

Hi, here's an easy question for you that I can't find online for some reason. How exactly was Alloran enslaved? Every wiki article seems to gloss over this and it's been far too long since I've read the books to remember.

Also, what's your take on it? I remember always feeling vaguely disappointed because I couldn't figure how a yeerk would overpower an andalite, but do you think it works within the narrative, or is it just kind of a plot device to create The Abomination?

Compared to how things go down with Alloran, I think Aldrea's dramatic capture in Hork-Bajir Chronicles is way cooler. Esplin 9466 being ecstatic about finally being inside an andalite mind, only to have his abandoned host body attack him and rescue Aldrea, is one of my favorite scenes in the series.

But yeah, how it happens with Alloran (Andalite Chronicles p. 174 - 180) is deliberately obscured. Elfangor brings Esplin 9466 onboard the Jahar as a hostage, inside a hork-bajir. He gets distracted driving the ship, but returns to that hork-bajir to toss him out the door. Alloran tells Elfangor to flush the Pool ship, killing 1000s of defenseless yeerks. Elfangor refuses. They argue. They're interrupted "Chapman" punching Alloran and knocking him over/out. Elfangor thanks Chapman and starts to fly the Jahar back to get the Time Matrix, only to be shot at by "Loren."

At that point Elfangor realizes Chapman, Loren, and Alloran are all controllers — Chapman put yeerks in his own and Loren's heads as part of his bargain, and Esplin 9644 escaped his hork-bajir host, into the body that "Chapman" conveniently placed ear-down on the ground for him. Elfangor realizes he can't win against three controllers. He dumps Alloran/Esplin on the planet and flies off with the two humans locked in a back room to starve out their yeerks.

[serenityreikiclinic]

[counting-stars-gayly]

They’re not going to rebuild Castle Byers because Will can’t rebuild his childhood, which is the reason he destroyed Castle Byers in the first place. He’d been trying to hold on to a level of carefree ignorance that no longer existed for him. The problems Castle Byers saved him from have been replaced by new problems that are bigger and stronger than a child’s fort. He needs to face them differently. Thank you and goodnight

[poorlydrawntorbek]

I SWEAR I recognize this style. 🤔 Do you have another tumblr you post to?

Day 8 (Bonus) - Come Back With a Warrant!!

[clumsypuppy]

Why are ppl scared to call it what it is and say we’re still going thru covid on top of seasonal illness. Like. That’s pretty important right. I was watching the news and they were like oh yeah we have an unprecedented number of flu cases “as well as other sicknesses” without actually saying Covid. No announcement abt vaccinations or masking or anything. Also if I hear someone joking abt “war flashbacks” for mentioning covid I fucking hate u

[thegroundhogdidit]

laura and max post hackett's quarry are that couple who always "know a guy" for whatever the situation calls for but it's always just travis wearing different hats

[thatneoncrisis]

lumping myself in with women for the sake of conversation about certain pieces of woman focused media because ultimately issues concerning feminism affect me and the experiences that art tries to capture are things that intersect with my life

[flamingpudding]

Ghost Hunting Vigilantes #2

Ties to: Ouija Board Prompt and Ghost Hunting Vigilantes

A/N: The electric gun thing was inspired by Elton from TFIL Overnight. They used it in one of their videos I just don't remember which and what they called it. Also thanks to @cyber-geist for sparking this follow up idea.

Danny was pressed flat against the wall and floating close to the ceiling. His hands still covering his mouth. What the actual fuck? How prepared was this teen? Sam had made him watch a lot of ghost hunting videos online but none of these 'hunters' appeared and held themselves like Red Robin.

Ancients, he wouldn't be surprised if they also had some Fenton Tools now.

Danny watched how Red Robin was frowning at the screen, the camera was still pointed at him. Once more the Ghost King looked down at himself, feeling for the familiar hum of his powers. He definitely knew he was still invisible.

"It's all a little blurry but I think the SLS Camera is picking something up…" The Teen muttered and Danny watched how the girls wandered over to look at the screen too.

"That's just a bundle of yellow lines. Doesn't even remotely look like a stick figure." Spoiler commented and Danny really wished he could let out a sigh of relief. So the camera was not picking him up. That was good to know.

"That is strange. When I tested it before the background image was still clearly visible but it looks like everything is blurry and static like." Red Robin muttered and Danny couldn't help but suck in a breath when the teen looked up directly at him.

The Ghost King knew they couldn't see him but right now this feels like the teen could. Danny let out the breath he sucked in once the teen turned to the vigilante in blue.

"Hey Nightwing. Could you spark some electricity?"

"What?"

"Your escrima sticks." The teen deadpanned. "Use them and spark some electricity into the air to charge the molecules."

"Why the fuck should he do that?"

"The interference I am getting on the camera is probably because the ghost used up most of its energy with the little music stunt it pulled. So to recharge and offer them some energy to keep communicating with us, we will release some electricity into the air. This will also prevent the ghost from attempting to drain any of our batteries or in the worst case our own energy or stamina if you want to say it like that."

What? Danny blinked. Okay he was the Ghost King, yes he had learned from his tutors that there are some ghosts that feed on electricity but most of them had an electric core and as far as Danny knew he was not sucking up battery power or life energy, not a power he had developed…. yet? He probably should ask his former rogue Technus if he knew anything about what Red Robin just said.

While Danny contemplated this the other vigilantes were staring at Red Robin and his explanation and the teen sighed. "Look if you don't want to use them, under the table to your left is a case with a modified stun gun that will do the same."

"We are not giving this Pit Demon power!" Robin declared as he moved to sit in front of the case blocking Nightwing as well as anyone else potential access to it.

Nightwing only shrugged and took out his weapons letting them spark to live.

There was a very hearable sharp intake of air and suddenly the rooms temperature dropped. The vigilantes watched how a sheen of ice spread around the walls and ice flowers started to bloom on the windows and glass like surface.

"What the fuck?!" Red Hood yelled, dropping the controller he was holding and pulling out his guns.

"We didn't invite Mr. Freeze, did we?" Spoiler asked no one in particular, rubbing her arms for warmth. Orphan was taking on a fighting position with her eyes surveying the room. Robin had sprung up on his feed, katana out and ready to fight once more, even Nightwings whose escrima sticks were still crackling with electricity assumed a fighting position.

The only one who appeared unconcerned was Red Robin, his eyes were still glued onto the screen that was still blurry and static like at times. "Hmm they weren't drawing energy front he camera... but now we know that the ghost has temperature changing abilities. I wonder… if I use the integrated heat-vision of our masks...."

"RR not the time to get stuck in your head!"

Danny couldn't breath as he pressed himself further into the ceiling. Green glowing eyes focused on the visible electricity sparking and humming from the blue ones weapons. His entire focus was on that and he hated it.

He had fucking trauma with a capital T. His friends knew that. His siblings knew that. His parents knew that. His former rogues knew that. Ancients. Even Dan had admitted it once to him that he had a similar problem with electricity!

Everything in him screamed to get away from that electric hum, he barely remembered to keep his invisibility up as he sought out the point farest away from what he probably presumed were tasers sticks. He hated how his core trembled and he wanted to do nothing more than fly as far away as he could.

"HEY GHOST FUCKER! STOP TRYING TO MAKE US POPSICLES!"

Green eyes snapped away from the crackling electricity and Danny could only stare at Red Hood who clearly didn't know where Danny was but still yelled profanities at every wall of the room not once moving from his spot though.

"Like yelling at the ghost will work. Anyone happen to have a blow torch on hand?"

"<tt> I told you it's a Pit Demon and now because of Red Robins stupidly we might end up frozen."

"Look how was supposed to know that the Ghost would use the electricity to change the Temperature this drastically? I knew they could change the temperature slightly but not like this!"

"Nightwing stop fucking sparking electricity already!"

"Oh right." The electric hum stopped and Danny felt himself relax slightly. "How do we get out of this? Think we could get B on the coms to bring us something?"

"Isn't he with the Justice League, right now?"

"<tt> You are all too relaxed for this."

"Oh, do you have a better idea than Demon Brat?"

Blinking Danny realized he had frozen over the entire room and that the ice had traveled up to the knees of the vigilantes. Nervously he rubbed at the back of his neck as he let his powers run and told the ice to withdraw from the vigilantes.

-Sorry, I am not got with electricity like that.- The Ghost King apologised in ghost speech sheepishly as soon as that spirit box was no longer covered in ice and his own trauma infused panic had settled down. It was probably better not to let them hear his voice right now.

Red Robin instantly turned his attention back to the SLS Camera Screen only to find it shut down. The cold had messed with something in it, making it blue screen and shut down. The vigilante narrowed his eyes, had the ghost maybe done this on purpose like Robin had said?

"Okay fucking noted. No sparking electricity if we don't want to be popsicles." Red Hood grumbled clearly not happy with what happened as he dramatically stomped with his boots like he was testing if he could feel all his toes.

"Did you die getting electrocuted? That was a pretty strong reaction." Nightwing couldn't help but ask. A little worry as well as curiosity layering his voice.

"Wait didn't Mr. Ghost say last time that asking about how he died is rude?"

"We are not pissing of that fucker any more than we already have." Red Hood decided, crossing his arms, guns still in his hands, while the EMF Meter lay forgotten by his feet.

"This Pit Demon is clearly tricking us. This was an attempt to get rid of us."

"Stop saying that! We still don't even know if it's a Pit Demon in the first place!"

Danny felt a presence appear next to him as he continued watching the vigilantes argue, a little amused as well as still apologetic because of the ice. Carefully he side eyed the presence hoping for all there was that it wasn't who he felt it was only to gulp. Next to him was Lady Gotham and she was once again holding the ghost club in her hands. A new kind of panic settled in the Ghost King's stomach, he slowly started to understand why Clockwork had such respect for this spirit.

"Oh look at the time. It has gotten late. Gotta go! BYE!"

Okay he panicked and once again forgot about ghost speech when he opened the portal home right next to him to escape her first swing but in his defense: That spirit had a mean swing that rivaled all the females of his family when they had the Creep Stick at hand and were pissed.