#Answer: never

[breadbut3d]

Fun fact I have never seen 9's second episode. I was too scared as a kid and only watched the first like 30 seconds before running off and having an existential crisis. I wish I was joking.

I still to this day have not seen the full episode. All I've seen is the first 30 seconds and the bit where they play "toxic" because of a youtube video I saw that one time.

[1101001010100]

it's shite but here's Yohei rocking chungha's outfit in Snapping mv

[dutifulsilence]

"I should check on the koroks in the forest. I worry about them."

[gemkun]

@ceadiis said: ❝ this isn’t the first time, and it won’t be the last. ❞, ❝ it’s only a matter of time. ❞, ❝ you can’t keep running away like this. ❞, ❝ do you remember ? ❞ ╰┈➤ STARTER PROMPTS : Assorted Sentence Prompts

      —       stalking,   the   predator   approaches   the   prey.   dragging   behind   him,   as   if   tangible,   intention   to   KILL   with   eyes   ablaze.   ❝   do   you   remember   ?   ❞   comes   the   slither   of   the   assailant’s   voice,   shedding   behind   a   shell   of   what   once   was.   giving   way   to   a   monster.   an   abomination.   receptive;   instinct   motions   the   nameless   to   shake   his   head,   but   his   body   stills,   for   he   is   stunned   like   a   deer   in   headlights   when   blade   is   forthcoming   like   a   tsunami.   he   repositions   himself,   preparing.   studying.   cloud   —   piercer   has   been   his   response,   for   as   long   as   he   can   recall.

  this   time   is   no   exception.

  but   the   evidence   of   SIN   parries   differently   this   time.   expectations   are   subverted   when   there   is   no   struggle.   instead,   it   is   an   effortless   swipe   that   counters   each   and   every   method   the   strategist   employs.   where   a   resultant   smile   flares,   creeping   along   the   swordsman’s   features   —   born   of   his   nightmares   —   which   serve   to   feed   into   his   fears.   there   is   more   at   play   here.

❝   it’s   only   a   matter   of   TIME.   ❞   he   cuts   in   again,   both   with   sword   and   voice.   slashing   at   any   chance   for   dan   heng   to   retaliate   with   similar   vice.   but   never   should   the   maw   of   a   dragon   be   underestimated,   for   his   BITE   carries   an   inexplicable   strength.

  he   sends   his   spear   through   with   the   force   of   a   typhoon.

  only   for   remarkable   power   to   locate   no   target,   much   to   the   thrown   feat.   his   enemy   has   evaporated   around   the   gleaming   sheen   of   his   weapon   and   its   deadly   edge.   ❝   what   —   ❞

  a   swarm   of   thoughts   collide   against   undefended   rationality,   and   he   stumbles   with   the   questions   SCREAMING   in   the   back   of   his   mind.   grasping   reality   and   illusion   has   never   been   easy   alone.   despite   dan   heng’s   insistence   that   he   can   manage,   he   can   handle   himself   and   he   can   tackle   the   demons   that   lurk   and   lie   in   wait.

  he   is   proven   sorely   wrong   with   the   resurgence   of   the   aura,   so   dearly   wished   to   be   foreign.   forgotten.   needlessly,   does   he   have   to   remind   himself   that   what   his   senses   latch   onto   aren’t   his.   ❝   you   can’t   keep   running   away   like   this.   ❞   his   head   pounds,   ceaselessly.   was   that   in   the   far   reaches   of   his   mind   ?   where   ?   his   vision   darts   around,   head   swivelling   aimlessly   to   search   for   the   source.

  flipping   like   a   switch,   his   reflexes   snap   to   life,   sparing   him   of   the   incoming   cleave,   lethal   in   all   capacity.   the   only   loss   he   suffers   is   the   descending   locks   of   ebony,   dissolving   into   the   abyssal   sea   below.   neglected   in   an   instant.   ❝   this   isn’t   the   first   time,   and   it   won’t   be   the   LAST.   ❞   flies   off   the   steel   that   soars,   with   the   might   of   wings   that   would   lacerate.   he   is   an   extension   of   his   creation.

  sealed   by   his   namesake.

❝   why   won’t   you   understand   ?   pursuing   me   is   pointless.   i   will   never   be   able   to   provide   what   you   seek   !   ❞   but   as   predicted,   his   words   fall   on   deaf   ears,   hacked   apart   by   the   craft   drenched   in   bloodshed   and   hatred.   emitting   blistering   rage.

[kikun]

@isscion said: — ever - hazardous is the tempest that exists in the very core of the being before him , a contrast to the gentle features that kazuha sees reserved for himself & only himself ( he thinks , he hopes , he prays — albeit secretly . ) never were they one to judge or feel threatened , even in the most ferocious of gazes , and now was no exception . it should be , though , even the ronin who felt he lacked a holy mouthpiece knew the thing held close in his hand , in his heart , was akin to merely playing with fire & waiting to feel the piercing burn against his skin . teeth sink into his own bottom lip , the quiet of the room only heightening the closeness he felt , the radiating warmth of their shared wine enough for him to show his cards , to show the thoughts running through his mind . “ you’re no good for me , ” his breath is shallow , blood hues adverting away almost shyly — almost — before turning to face him once more . “ but baby , i want you . ” the ronin doesn’t leave much time for him to react , the small gap of space closed as he leans in , hand reaching to cup his face . “ do you think we’ll be in love forever ? ”

      —       BOLD   as   the   raging   tides   under   the   call   of   lunar,   kazuha   rushes   in.   in   intention,   anyway.   he   is   to   the   average   passer-by   as   soft   as   blossoms   blooming   in   gentle   snowfall.   perishable   at   a   mere   touch.   but   the   wanderer   knows   better.

  he   knows   his   the   ronin   is   as   DEADLY   as   the   steel   he   possesses   on   his   person.

  and   somehow   he   manages   to   maintain   a   certain   fragility   —   remarkable   to   mortals   alike   —   despite   the   hidden   lethality   swimming   in   his   veins.   it   is   words,   he   realises,   that   exist   as   the   aforementioned   blade.   words   kazuha   wields   and   repurposes   into   the   sharp   and   ominously,   fatal   blow.

  accompanied   subtle   motions,   diaphanous   touch,   all   work   together   alongside   verbal   assault,   directed   to   disarm   the   puppet.   and   akihiko   would   NEVER   admit   to   it,   but   there   is   something   so   soothing   when   it   comes   to   these   fingertips   that   brush   and   caress.   whorls   persuasive   as   a   siren’s   song.

  he   is   toppling   overboard,   carried   by   the   voice   of   the   wind,   into   the   arms   of   the   sea.

  until   he   suspends   himself   with   the   newly   gifted   element   of   the   anemo   archon   and   instead   hovers   over   the   currents.   rippling   callously.   ❝   love   ?   ❞   DISBELIEF   echoes.   ❝   do   you   truly   believe   i'm   capable   of   your   mortal   longing ?   ❞   his   tone   as   harsh   as   nails.   .   .   BETRAYS   his   truth,   for   there   is   no   guiding   a   hand   away   from   immaculate   features.

  nor   does   the   softness   of   his   gaze   falter.

❝   don’t   be   RIDICULOUS,   kazuha.   ❞   he   scoffs   as   if   it   might   rub   the   slate   clean.   ❝   if   you   know   i'm   not   good   for   you,   why   stay   ?   ❞   it   is   baffling   to   him,   truly.   why   put   yourself   in   the   line   of   fire   ?   seeking   for   the   unreachable   will   serve   as   a   prelude   to   hurt.   unbearable   flames   that   lick   with   the   desire   to   incite   SUFFERING.

❝   your   life   is   so   short,   why   waste   it   on   an   arbitrary   and   misguided   hope.   ❞

[idcaboutart]

all that remained were fields of dreamless solitude

only you can show me this

[yourlocalxiaosimp]

I think tumblr is broken cuz when tf did I visit this tag

[william-snekspeare]

conversation I have with my ferret 1000x a day

[mammalidentifier]

Well, that’s length-wise rather than height-wise, but yes! That would be the giant river otter (Pteronura brasiliensis), fellow countrymen of mine!

In fact, saying they’re 170 cm (5’7”) from head to tail is lowballing it a little. Some individuals as long as 180 cm (5’11”) have been recorded! Which is longer than I am tall 😔

You might have noticed that giant otters have a bit of a big cat-like look about themselves. That’s the origin of their name in Brazilian Portuguese, ariranha, which is a term from the Tupi-Guarani language and means “river jaguar”. And, just like ground jaguars, giant otters are apex predators as well: they mainly eat fish, but will hunt anything from snakes, turtles and even small caimans if given the opportunity!

Besides their size, giant otters have other traits that set them apart from their smaller cousins. For one, unlike most mustelids, they’re social animals who live in familial groups of up to twenty individuals, which whom they communicate constantly through a variety of different noises. Also, unlike other species of otter, whose tails are thick at the base and pointy at the end, giant otters’ tails also start out with a thick base, but they end up flat, which helps propel them through the water. The interesting thing about it, however, it’s that it’s not flat in an horizontal way, like the tails of other semiaquatic mammals such as beavers and platypuses. It’s flat vertically, not unlike the tail of a newt!

Source of the 2nd image: @resgateariranha on Instagram

[daringidiot]

Wtf is this Tumblr ad? ☠️

[rooniearts]

Imagine: Silver loss his hearing not just cause of loud noises.

But because of his crying as a baby? Those sounds can get loud…

Alternative: Racing with Sonic at his young age. The sound of the wind messed with his ears.

HMMMMMMMMM🤔🧐😔

as funny as Sonic having accidentally messed up Silver's hearing with a sound barrier breaking piggyback ride, i personally am very partial to this explaination for how he gets hearing loss in dadow;

[chloesimaginationthings]

Is Michael Afton gay or European in FNAF?…

[et-in-arkadia]

* * *

Mission mode change detected, now in Monument Mode Goodnight friends. After exchanging our final bits of data,

I will hold vigil on this spot in Mare Crisium to watch humanity's continued journey to the stars.

Here, I will outlast your mightiest rivers, your tallest mountains, and perhaps even your species as we know it.

But it is remarkable that a species might be outlasted by its own ingenuity.

Here lies Blue Ghost, a testament to the team who, with the loving support of their families and friends, built and operated this machine and its payloads,

to push the capabilities and knowledge of humanity one small step further.

Per aspera ad astra!

Love, Blue Ghost

* * *

no you are actively crying over a dying robot on the moon i am doing just fine thanks

[sophiebaybey]

Not to preach to the choir but I wonder if people generally realize that AI models like ChatGPT aren't, like, sifting through documented information when you ask it particular questions. If you ask it a question, it's not sifting through relevant documentation to find your answer, it is using an intensely inefficient method of guesswork that has just gone through so many repeated cycles that it usually, sometimes, can say the right thing when prompted. It is effectively a program that simulates monkeys on a typewriter at a mass scale until it finds sets of words that the user says "yes, that's right" to enough times. I feel like if it was explained in this less flattering way to investors it wouldn't be nearly as funded as it is lmao. It is objectively an extremely impressive technology given what it has managed to accomplish with such a roundabout and brain-dead method of getting there, but it's also a roundabout, brain-dead method of getting there. It is inefficient, pure and simple.

[canisalbus]

Front facing Machete be like:

It just isn't his best angle.

[revenge-of-the-assbutt]

yknow i always say im never gonna do it again and then 2 months later here i am being a fucking moron yet again