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I can't do much but maybe this will interest someone. This cookbook is by a classically trained autistic chef, made for people with sensory issues. It's sold 1/6th of its initial run because apparently no one wants to have an autistic person interviewed on TV.

Apparently it's also very funny.

Spread this around! I bet someone here can use this.

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cyberpunk doesn’t have enough alterhumans in it in my experience. they gotta get on that. swap some brains around into other bodies or use a wireless connection to control another body like a puppet or something

you go to buy guns and the street rat arms dealer you’re meeting with is… a german shepherd. hmm. interesting. well, her brain is human, and her body is a synthetic lab-grown one she got put into, complete with titanium teeth. except for some minor computer interfacing electrodes, she looks just like the real thing. it’s freaky.

that rat perched on your contact’s shoulder is the real contact. she just hired someone to work as a decoy because she’s in danger - and when the decoy gets sniped from a tower across the street, she scurries off into a sewer, completely unharmed.

birds aren’t government drones. don’t be ridiculous. birds are government spies.

your target for this hit isn’t even an animal. she just got more arms for the fun of it. she wanted to look like this and this way she can use 6 knives at once

the underground fight club you go to ramps up the drama by putting fighters into weaponized biomechanical bodies grown in-house. you’re watching a grizzly bear with steel wool fur rip apart a massive bipedal bull with saws for horns. unregulated combat sports are fuckin wild in this district

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somehow instead of saying "as a treat", I've started using the phrase "for morale", as if my body is a ship and its crew, and I (the captain) have to keep us in high spirits, lest we suffer a mutiny in the coming days.

and so I will eat this small block of fancy cheese, for morale. I will take a break and drink some tea, for morale. I will pick up that weird bug, for morale.

I'm not sure if it helps, but it does entertain me

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the comment sections are unbearably cruel. we can’t keep doing this alone. please bear witness to it

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to pretend that horrible people cannot make good art is another way to conflate beauty and talent with integrity and morality. the works of monsters are best examined with knowledge of the author in mind but art is not inherently reflective. human beings are creative, and habitual liars- it'd be stupid to pretend art must always be a portrait of its creator

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BURNS

Summary:

During the War of Eras, Link's left side burned and scarred, with limited supplies and time to prevent it. And scars of that size need care -- best done with help.

Rated G, mostly mild descriptions of gentler medical care.

HW Link/ST Link (as Toon Link)

Also on AO3

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The shirt he had to wear hurt. Healing skin was tender, although it wasn't raw anymore. Potions and fairies had closed the wound, but the burn had been large. Ni'Niko had not been impressed by his failure to dodge, anymore than Link had been himself but still.

It was a relief to have someone to help.

The other man knew burns well: they were a common injury in his home world, a place of hot steel and scalding steam. There were burns on his hands and forearms too, although much much smaller than Link's own.

They were at the point where most of the management was of the scar itself: keeping it limber. Keeping it from overgrowing and twisting into knotted cords that hindered his movement. Every once in a while, somewhere began to seize and Link had to lay down and suffer more intimate care.

Not sexual, but the touch sometimes might as well be. He lay facedown on his pallet, arm out and head turned away as ni'Niko pressed oil into his skin and ran the pads of his fingers down the muscles of his arm.

His muscles were sore; his skin was worse. Sometimes ni'Niko's grip slipped and those moments were the better ones, hands moving into smoother scar or unmarred skin.

Usually he was good at keeping in place, and Link closed his eyes and breathed past the urge to cry.

"I know," ni'Niko muttered. His voice was soft, words gentle. "It's moving. If you need me to stop..."

Link bit his lip against the pain and shook his head.

He needed his arm to work, more.

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How it feels to find a fanfic where your favorite character is going through literally the worst horrors you can imagine

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one of the funniest things abt this white collar job so far is that i get to see how fucking long people take for the tiniest things. "please paste this text into a separate document and send it to me whenever you're able to this week" i mean shit, man, i know what it's like to take weeks for a 2 minute task, but that's wild even for my standards. like yeah i can probably find the time to press the copy and paste buttons sometime this week

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might fuck around and spit out a complete draft 0

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also please tell me in the tags what fandom it is!

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hot take but:

I don't think anyone deserves to have a rightful title of being the biggest fan of a character. I think it's valid for everyone to be a big fan of them, not just one person in particular.

sure people may not agree with me but, personally, it feels physically insulting to have someone be tagged under my post, claiming to be a bigger fan of said character. it makes me feel absolutely awful and invalidated. I wish people would just be more respectful and open, and not single others out just for one person.

but hey this is just my opinion

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It’s crazy that countries on the edge of the Sahara desert are reversing desertification by just digging half circles

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req'd by @sickly-victorian-boy

true words

text: 'Tis better to have halfed and assed than never to have assed at all.

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Okay so

Today I tried to do some photo/pose studies

Managed to do a half-decent anatomy for Twilight, sketched Wild in a helmet...

Then I became distracted

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handsome women covered in blood. reblog.