#Invent-Off

[jastard]

Whats the consensus on Krerdly 2025

[aphel1on]

AuDHD is so funny sometimes like what do you mean my hyperfixations/special interests will last for years on end or possibly forever but they will cycle out every month or two with absolutely no transitional period or warning. like i will think about the same topic every day obsessively for 46 days in a row and on the 47th day with no visible cause adhd brain goes "ok! bored of that now" and autism brain goes "dw i got something queued up for ya" and i blast into full blown obsession on some other topic whose mental file folders haven't opened in 9 months. brain's out here treating hyperfixations like a crop rotation. once the dopamine runs out it cycles in another one but once something's in the rotation it never ever leaves. last summer we brought in one from when i was 11. it's so funny to me but frustrating too bc like. i cannot stress enough my inability to predict or control this. or how completely abrupt and random it can be

EDIT: seems this is more common among ND people than i thought, and probably not limited to AuDHD specifically :] i was just describing my own experiences and didn't expect this post to blow up, so don't take me for an authority, but i'm glad it resonated with so many of y'all!

[taddymason]

the way that the fandom always underestimates Jay because everyone forgets that the guy is canonically a cockroach and they're not going to let him die. He cant die. In the entire series he has only one fake out death bc seabound and two seasons of being the last one standing, give him credit pls.

Fandom Jay doesn't last a day in the misfortune's keep sorry.

[moonsnqil]

if i was kevin day id be more annoying actually

[bacchuschucklefuck]

the puzzle freak who's three apples tall and compliments ur deck for the "level design" while his big dragon shoots the life points off u with lasers

[ryebread-aurt]

Nothing about Dallas Winston’s hair is natural

[lavenderprose]

Emmrich and Rook Ingellvar are both scholars of similar topics, both academics--Emmrich canonically and Ingellvar mostly by implication, given the nature of the Mourn Watch. People who are very intelligent and very educated and very in love with each other tend to Yap, and this creates a perfect environment for one of my favorite things: Argument Missionary Sex.

It's not deep, it's not serious, but Rook has a different opinion of an article in last year's Annual Review of Necromantic Studies. They're wandering around the room, fingers on book spines, listening to Emmrich go on.

"I mean, you're wrong," Rook tells him, not unkindly. "Like, I understand why you might think that, but you're wrong."

"Darling, metaphysics is my area of expertise."

"Your expertise is spirit-summoning," Rook says, rolling their eyes. Just a little.

"Which you cannot do if you don't have a robust grounding in certain metaphysical theories, like spiritual exchange--" Emmrich's doing that cute little thing he does sometimes, his hands in fists by his hips, wiggling.

"Do you want to have sex?" Rook asks, eyes trailing up and down Emmrich's long body.

"Don't change the topic," Emmrich says, snippily.

"Oh, I'm not," Rook says. "I just think we might as well have sex while we're talking about this. Bellara and I are leaving for Arlathan in the morning, we'll probably be gone a few days. Do you want to have sex before I leave?"

"Well, yes," Emmrich says, like this should be obvious.

"Then let's go." Rook turns around, mounts the staircase. "You can fuck me while I tell you how wrong you are."

Emmrich makes a series of spluttering noises as he climbs the stairs behind them. A few minutes later, he's bracing himself against the headboard, hand on Rook's chest and hair drooping enticingly over his long nose as he pants, "A spirit cannot--exist in both the Fade and in the material world simultaneously, it isn't physically--"

"It's not simultaneous," Rook groans, fingers steepled into Emmrich's narrow hips. "It's a theory that a spirit can--move so quickly through the Veil--oh, fuck, faster--"

"The theory is unproven, unvetted," Emmrich says, and then he's blessedly fucking quiet as he takes Rook's nipple in his mouth. He bites a little too, the shit. Rook digs their heel into his ass.

"You're just mad you weren't consulted for the experiment," Rook huffs, and wiggles away from the deliberate scratch of Emmrich's mustache against their ear. They wrap their hand around the back of his neck, panting.

"They could have at least asked," Emmrich mutters, and Rook laughs, and Emmrich buries his face into their neck with a kind of chuckle-moan that warms them down to their toes.

"I love you," Rook murmurs into his ear.

"I adore you, my darling," Emmrich replies. His hand finds theirs on the mattress, entwining their fingers. When he pulls back, the expression on his face is smitten, gentle, and...smug. "Even if your opinions on spiritual transference are patently wrong."

Emmrich walks around the Lighthouse for the next couple of days with a dark purple hickey on his neck too far up for any of his collars to cover completely. Rook refuses to admit they did it on purpose.

[kacievvbbbb]

Something about Vegapunk using the dna and blood of a caged and experimented on child to create more caged child experiments and the cycles we perpetuate.

Because what does it mean that all that King has left as proof, that the lunarians were real, that they existed as a tribe, as a people, are seven manufactured children he doesn’t even know about, enslaved as weapons to the government that wiped out the culture they’ll never get to be a part of, and Alber himself another enslaved child lost to something he’ll never fully know.

And what of the warlords? Already young once and hurt by their government, young again and slaves to it. Boa looking at a version of her practically pulled out of time stuck in her worst nightmare or Jimbei looking at a version of himself living out a past he escaped by the skin of his teeth but so many he loved didn’t, even Doffy once again at the mercy of the people that already abandoned him, has Kuma not suffered enough? Given enough, is this child version of him doomed to repeat the same path he already could not escape from . Property of the world government, beholden to the celestial dragons, this version of me that cannot go free?

It’s interesting that Vegapunk joined the government so that he could do the most good, but look at the long line of people right infront of him that he’s hurt with his own hands.

[persbaderse]

my partner said people on reddit are bitching that coral island "ripped off" stardew valley and i showed them this tweet

[benevolenterrancy]

...I got a little lost in the weeds thinking about the time between Ming Yi's ascension and his death, and decided that this is my favourite possible scenario (think Lord Vetinari and Leonard de Quirm).

Is Ming Yi a prisoner? technically yes. Does he have any interest in leaving? not in the slightest, he is fed, gets given any of the tools or materials he wants, and gets work on his own projects without any interruptions except for the occasional conversation with He Xuan! it's like the ideal possible retirement after living a VERY busy mortal life!

[july-19th-club]

one thing i know for sure to be true about lassie is that he does not actually, depsite what you'd think, vote republican. but this is NOT because he's secretly extremely liberal or something not at all. what he does is he either doesn't vote at all, ever, not even in local stuff, or he only votes when he can write in an obscure candidate who founded their own party that caters to his esoteric and contradictory self-sufficiency-hound who is a government employee and happy about it political views . he's insufferable in any sort of ideological talk, but he's undeniably not boring to listen to

[starscream-is-my-wife]

A quick trip to the Arctic

[bittersweet-jack-of-no-trades]

I know Gravity Falls has truly infected my brain because I was doing engine work on a boat this morning and all I could think was “Stanley Pines would be great at this.”

Stanley that’s as smart as his brother just hates the classroom.

Stanley with an ironclad memory.

Stanley who not just doesn't mind getting his hands dirty, but loves it.

Stanley who loves the water.

Stanley who, at fifty or fifty-five or sixty, becomes That Guy Who Knows Everything. RPMs jumping? Engine smoking? Making a clunking, misfiring noise? Yeah, he heard that same noise back in '82, put the spark plug covers back in wrong, everyone makes that mistake at least once. Whether you need a screwdriver or a beer or life advice, he's got your back, even if he teases you for a while.

Stanley is good at what he puts his mind to, he just wasn't allowed to try in the ways he wanted as a child.

[aftgsucks]

Okay my running list: WHO IS THE TWINYARDS BIRTH FATHER????

1. Some asshole

2. Some normal dude with horrendous taste in women

3. Dean Winchester pretending to be FBI agent Bowie Minyard

4. FBI agent Towns and/ or Browning undercover as normal man Minyard

5. THE POSSIBILITY THAT DAVID WYMACK IS YOUR FATHER IS LOW BUT NEVER ZERO

6. Just some guy but Tilda killed him and buried him under the porch and it was the guilt of the crime that gave her such a complex

7. Stephanie Walker pre-transition and shes trying real hard to convince Renee to invite them over so she can explain but she lives in NORTH DAKOTA and Renee who has no idea why her mother wants to hang around her bestie and one of her least favorite teammates keeps avoiding the conversation despite the fact that if her and andrew knew they were siblings they would high five so hard

8. Romero Malcom under an alias

9. A Mamma Mia situation with three very different men who she met at a concert venue called Minyard on three separate nights

10. Batman

[lyinginthesnow]

thinking abt that line in dundee when logan says shiv makes boogie men out of the clothes she dumps on her bedroom floor. always has.

[yrrtyrrtwhenihrrthrrt]

I do find it funny silly that Vi and Jinx inherited their emotional intelligence (or rather significant lack thereof) from Dad No. 2, because no regular sane person would be that touched by a letter that was basically "sorry I kinda crashed out a bit back there pookie, I thought you deserved it. Btw remember the promise we made our dead friend? Anyway. XOXO Vander" LIKE?????