#I mean not like she can eat anyways

[silverthelovebug]

My Pookie Wookie Bookie boo boo bear little meow meow sopping wet cat’s birthday!!!!!!! Awwwwd the skrunkly!!!!! Anyways guys did you know I Like Ride The Cyclone as well?

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Anyways I luv Ocean :3

[foxytonic]

Not to be Naruto posting on main in 2024, but polyamory could have fixed them, actually.

[sun-marie]

I love how some of the Deadfire companions don't like each other. I love how things can get so tense between Xoti and Pallegina or Maia and Tekēhu that they boil over into a big fight with harsh words and hurt feelings. I love how Aloth doesn't get into a fight with Tekēhu but absolutely will bitch about him in an aside to the Watcher. I love how the endgame has some companions drawing lines in the sand and, depending on your choices, basically tears your party apart. I'm so invested in the Watcher's inner-party conflict, and the fact these arguments are triggered automatically after banter makes it feel like you're watching their nerves fray in real time. It's sooooo spicy, i love it so much

[molagboop]

I sketched a thing while I was up at an unreasonable hour.

[nudibutch]

i was finally able to have the house to myself for a bit today... brought all my dirty dishes out of my room and was able to tidy up a little bit without feeling weird

[the-hilda-librarians-wife]

I was rewatching The Stone Forest and I really like to think that Hilda had to pass by the Bell Keeper’s outpost on her way out of the city limits. I like to think that idiot looked at what was happening, shrugged, and said ‘eh, she’s the scariest thing out there’

[maxwell-grant]

Was kinda interesting watching Aquaman 2 do that thing Hollywood movies do where a villain barks orders in an non-English language to signal to the American audience that they're foreign and scary, except this time the actress doing it was speaking portuguese so I actually understood everything she was saying and it was just weird and abrupt. I guess they just told her to translate and say the lines in her own language but didn't direct her how to adapt the dialogue accordingly, so she ends up just telling the henchmen to pick up a guy in a very stilted formal factual manner while everything's exploding around them, that was kinda funny.

[edwinisms]

see I can’t accept charles’ comic background and socioeconomic status as canon for the show because if I did that would mean the whole group would be a bunch of rich kids and that’s a horrifying concept

[tatatatatara]

Me seeing posts that say Kaneki is kind: well yes but actually no

[oedonchapeldweller]

you can really tell when a fictional matriarchal society is written by men

[skitskatdacat63]

Lmfao my mom was getting on me abt not having enough to do this upcoming semester so I decided ah okay I'll add another class. And that's perfectly fine. But the one I picked results in the majority of my schedule being generally unaffected and still lax, but my Thursday being absolutely fucked.

For reference, on every other day I'd spend like less than four hours in class/commuting(anywhere from zero hours to almost four), but Thursday, its almost 9 hours combined 😭 which is like fine with me, but I think ill despise thursdays after this, AND MY BIRTHDAY IS ON A THURSDAY :(

[slverblood]

FORGED IN MOONFIRE.

A detail from the books that has stood out to me from the beginning is how excruciating it is to become a Chosen — at least one of Mys.tra's Chosen. I cannot emphasize enough that it is a horrifically painful process on a physical and spiritual level. I could loophole my way out of this on the basis that Aylin is Selûne's Chosen and/or on the basis that she's the Moonmaiden's daughter, but I don't want to. I think the torture is important; the Chosen are an example of divine horror. Why Selûne exalted Her daughter and why Aylin accepted are questions I feel I've adequately addressed elsewhere, but I'll take a crack at what the process itself looked like here.

ALTHOUGH A CHOSEN OF SELÛNE is reforged in moonfire, the process is not a flaming flash. It lasts several hours, from the moment the last ray of sun touches the sky at nightfall to the moment it first shines at dawn the next morning. The one enduring the transformation is unaware of the passage of time, however, whether due to agony or the rapture of the Goddess' full embrace. In that moment, they are bathed in the Goddss' light without barrier, pierced briefly through the veil between mortal and divine as a needle through silk. They return mortal yet more. Changed to the core of their being with a splinter of the Moondmaiden's power buried within them. That splinter can be removed, but the wound will always remain.

The spiritual aspect of the transformation is indescribable, but the physical is most akin to slow drowning. An outsider observing the phenomenon would see only an opalescent pool, radiating such fierce moonlight they can scarce look at it, undulating softly in the darkness. The surface of it ripples regardless of the presence of wind. This is moonfire that pours slowly over the Chosen's head, flowing like clinging cream down their shoulders. It drips into their throat, their lungs, their stomach, liver, intestines, every place beside and between. Their lungs burn, their eyes weep, they cough and sputter and wretch but cannot get it out. Though they cannot see, there is no darkness, only the radiance of the moon. The only sound, if there is sound, is their fists beating at their chest and their nails clawing at their own throat. But, there is no space for a scream between the moonfire. Ere long, it is impossible to tell where the moonfire ends and the Chosen begins. There is only the softly undulating pool.

And, it is cold. No ice ever burned with cold such as this. A step too near and it will seep into your very bones such that not even long hours in furs beside the fire will drive it out. It is the cold of the void cradling the moon and of the moon itself that lights yet does not warm. The Chosen, like Selûne, floats at the very heart of it. They endure chill far past what any mortal can take — and keep enduring. They freeze and shatter and do not die. The only warmth left to them is that which lives in their tortured memory and in the world beyond them. A world they know must remain but which they cannot in this moment touch.

The Moonmaiden does not abandon Her Chosen in this moment. She endures alongside them. Even as Her embrace unmakes them, they know it is that same embrace which remakes them. They know She is with them. They hear Her voice soothing them. They feel the tremble of Her song in Her throat. However many years they have seen, in that moment they are an infant cradled to their Mother's lullaby. Nothing is hidden from Her then, be it glory or shame. And, She accepts it all. All that you have been, all that you will be, exists at one point beyond time's line, and Her arms encircle the entirety of it. Compassion usurps judgment. The torture of transformation scorches Her arms that hold the Chosen; the process is not painless for Her either. Yet, still She holds and She sings and She anchors them in the maelstrom of it. She will emerge from it transformed, too. Not only by the full reality of their being and experience, which has been shared with Her, but by the splinter of power She has carved from Herself to gift them. The Chosen will carry the burden of divine power, and the Goddess' will carry the burden of mortal experience.

[halfdeadwallfly]

i was just sitting in the kitchen eating breakfast, having greek yogurt with grape nuts - which i thought was perfectly normal - and my mom cam in and with complete sincerity told me that i needed to have some fruit with it because otherwise i was basically eating plain sugar. am i going insane here

[hailsatanacab]

so I'm enjoying watching Castaway Diva a lot more than I thought I would and like along with the main questions (who is jung ki-ho, where is he, is he one of the brothers) I'm really thinking......... did she eat her dad

[scoopsgf]

been seeing a lot of questionable takes on my dash lately, like “mitchum was right to tell rory she didn’t have it” and “rory writing a book about her life is stupid” and I’m just… stunned by them. not only are they flat out wrong, but both of them pointedly insult rory and her capability to perform as an adequate journalist and storyteller. we know rory has it because it’s established throughout the entire series—she does great at the franklin and even manages to put spins on what should be crap stories like the pavement piece; she also rises to the top at the YDN and becomes editor in chief. not only is she great when it comes to writing (which is drilled into the viewer and over—it’s an indisputable, canonical fact), but she’s also great under pressure and defying expectations. when she went to chilton the odds were against her—it was predicted that she wouldn’t be able to catch up and would flunk out. and what did she do instead? she became valedictorian and went on to attend an ivy league university. mitchum’s critique of rory is fucking laughable when you consider all of that, but it’s even more ridiculous when you factor in that he was barely around throughout her stint interning for him, and decided that she “didn’t have it” simply because she didn’t speak up during one meeting, even though doing so would usually be considered incredibly disrespectful. rory has amazing ideas and she’s fantastic at executing them, and we know she was a successful journalist until richard’s death, which is the only reason she was in a rut at all. therefore the idea that she “doesn’t have it” is, again, canonically incorrect.

as for the other thing, rory writing a book about her life is the opposite of stupid. to the people who agree with this: you do realize you just watched an entire show about her life and found it entertaining, right? it’s a memoir about her childhood, her relationship with her mother, and how being the daughter of a teen mother affected her. there’s absolutely a market for that sort of thing. not only that, but this is rory we’re talking about: she’s perfectly capable of translating the magic we see on screen onto the page. in fact, i think it’s kind of implied that the book will play out similarly to the show and have the same kind of vibe—it sucks you in and keeps you coming back for more. anyway, tl;dr, all the rory bashing and complete lack of faith in her ability to be a good journalist is pretty unfounded and unfair. i feel like it’s just another outlet that people are using to put her down, but it has no basis in fact (like most anti-rory takes).

[rosykims]

they make me so fucking insane. absolutely bananas mode