#Short and simple

[sysmedsaresexist]

Hot Take

Maybe instead of asking why or how some trauma-based systems turn to pro/endo spaces and mistakenly believe themselves to be endogenic, we should be asking why they felt invalidated about their trauma and experiences in CDD spaces

[ourplacetobefree]

Eddie leaned down towards Buck, and Buck instinctually put his hand out to rest on Eddie’s side. Eddie’s arms landed on either side of Buck on the couch. And then Eddie was in his space, his lips pressing briefly to Buck’s cheek.

“Thanks, Buck,” Eddie said, still so, so close to Buck. “I’ll see you at home.”

He said goodbye to the rest of the crew, and then he was gone, his boots thunking down the stairs.

or,

Eddie kisses Buck goodbye. They aren't together yet.

[familyoftwo]

moodboard meme | @milleansxmort asked : 💛 for a moodboard about our muses’ relationship

photos found on pintrest . . . . . .

[the-insomniac-emporium]

SWORDTEMBER '24, DAY 20: HEXAGONAL

Item ID: UF-2420 Item Name: Honeycomb Greatsword Category: B-6 Origin Point: Oxorron, Dwallente System Owner: Proxus Gathoran Description: A greatsword, the blade approximately 160 cm in length with a 30 cm handle. Constructed by members of the Oxonte species, an insectoid race, out of the same biomechanical material they use to make their hives. The bulk of the blade is formed of repeating hexagonal segments, layered in overlapping sections, creating a very strong but lightweight core. At the very center of the weapon, as well as on the blade’s outermost edge, chitin from the Oxonte themselves reinforces the structure. Both the guard and the handle are decorated with feathers and scales from the Vhraitia, a common companion creature on Oxorron. Acting Supervisor’s Notes: I can’t believe I haven’t even heard of the Oxonte before today- apparently their homeworld is on the edges of explored space, but still, they’ve been part of galactic society as a whole for a few thousand years now. Showed up right after the end of the Ellkoran Conflicts. Guess they’ve mostly kept to themselves, though, at least based on what the ambassador told me. I’m just glad we were able to get things sorted for xem, it sounds like this item is xer most important possession.

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Two whole weeks. That’s how long she’s lasted as the Acting Supervisor, with another performance check fast approaching. Everything so far had passed by in a relative blur. Naturally, the transition period had been hectic, but things were finally falling into place, which led to increased pressure for her to officially accept the position. Any longer and the Director would officially open the applications to individuals outside of this branch of the FPA. Considering how that worked out last time…

Cynthia was convinced. It terrified her, naturally, but by the end of the day she’d hand over the necessary paperwork. Then all she’d have to do is survive the final week of her trial run, and the job would be hers.

[slightly-gay-pogohammer]

tastes like ass and makes me shit

[divine-nonchalance]

I feel like the Sun, I exist, and, I burn.

[hauntedgarden95]

“Come on! What’s the worst that could happen?”

“We could die?!” Amaryllis laughs loudly at her husband's response, “When has that ever stopped us before, Garrus?”

“Shepard-“

“I’m ‘Shepard’ again? Since when-“

“My wonderful, magnificent, drop dead gorgeous and sometimes questionably sane wife we are not in our thirties anymore-“

“We’ll be fine-“

“Filled with bullet holes is not fine. Besides we couldn’t even get the time off- no stop smiling like that- you’ve already gotten the time off.”

“I have.” Garrus’ mandibles flare in a mixture of exasperation and affection. His smaller wife looks up at him, her scarred face wrinkling as she smiles, “You know if I want something done-“

“You’re going to do it yourself,” Garrus finishes, affection winning out in his voice, “You’re going stir crazy.”

“So are you,” She says giving him a look, “I’ve seen the longing look you aim at your black widow. It’s an easy, regular mission. We might not even get shot at.”

“Shepard, we always, always, get shot at.”

“Then it’s a good thing we’re still in marvellous shape from all that reach and flexibility,” She says, getting on her tiptoes and dragging his face down to kiss him, “We leave in two days.”

[nostalgiachan]

Conversations Held Seconds Before Disaster

Tenth Prompt: The last conversation with the group before battle

Summary: Vier, Lae'zel, and Wyll plan the best way to deal with a gaggle of kobolds, but somebody else has other ideas (496 words)

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“Must we wait for Karlach to return?” Lae’zel hissed as she, Vier, and Wyll crouched among the dust-covered bottles and ancient oak casks in the winery of Rosymorn Monastery. “These are kobolds. They are as great a threat to us as a child is to a red dragon.”

“Yes, but it’s not the kobolds I’m concerned about,” Vier replied with an even tone. “How many times now have we walked into what looked like a simple fight with a couple of men, but quickly turned into a free-for-all against half an army? I couldn’t see the whole room from the doorway, mind, but it looked quite large; there’s no telling what’s in the back there. Blighters could have a couple of trolls sleeping in a corner, for all we know.”

“In my experience, trolls tend to have a snore you could hear from another plane,” Wyll joked, “so I’d say we’re fine. But point taken, nonetheless. On top of that, the room looked like it was drenched in as much wine as that poor bastard over there.” He pointed to the literally and metaphorically booze-soaked corpse of the kobold on the far side of the room. “If we go in carelessly, one errant spell bolt or knocked-over candle could send the entire room up in flames.”

“All the more reason to go in now,” Lae’zel insisted. “Or have we forgotten her condition?”

Vier’s eyebrows raised and her lips pursed as she looked to the githyanki. “...Shit, you got me there. Alright, we’ll get in quick, take out the kobolds up front, and hopefully by the time Karlach’s back, we’ll be dealing with whatever else might be lurking in there as far away from all the wine puddles as possible.”

Just as Vier took to her feet, she saw someone climbing through the broken window the party had used to sneak into the room - Karlach had finally arrived.

“Ugh, sorry about that,” she said at a louder volume than Vier would’ve preferred. “When nature calls and all. What’d I miss?” She didn’t bother to wait for an answer; instead, her fiery eyes immediately turned to the kobold corpse on the floor. Within seconds, she’d unhooked her battleaxe from her back.

“Kobolds, is it? Aw, easy peasy! Let’s get to it, chums!”

“Oh, shit, wait!” Vier attempted to call out, but it was too late; Karlach let out a battle cry - or, to be more precise, a battle laugh - and kicked down the door of the wine cellar, axe swinging with wild abandon at the first unfortunate kobold she saw. All the rest of the party could do was scramble in after her and hope that something remained of them all when the explosions finally stopped.

Vier had never treated so many burns before.

[sysmedsaresexist]

Tibetan buddhists speaking about the issues of tulpamancy and cultural appropriation have always been here.

Here's one from 2014!

Another from 2019!

A different one from 2020!

You're just ignoring them because it's more convenient to claim your practices come from an ancient tradition, rather than it being a new thing. (Which it is. The concept is completely different from what Tulpas actually are. Please learn to distinguish reality from fucking Supernatural lore, I beg you.)

[untilyouremember]

The Story of Our Unlikely Love

Available digitally (through Kodansha)

[2-lines-and-a-circle]

B, Twin pops 

| Back to Prologue

There stood Ruggie as he impatiently watched you tear the twin pops into two for the both of you. This wasn’t the ideal situation as you planned to purchase two of the twin pops, but the rest had been bought out. So Ruggie and you were going to share, which wasn’t super romantic. After all, you were being watched by a hungry hyena the whole time you tried to get the perfect split.

Once the two twin pops broke into two you immediately noticed how the right side had gotten a chunk of the left side. Wasting no time, Ruggie grabbed the bigger side, as you expected. However, the sun had caused the left popsicle to start dripping onto your hand. Since you were quite tidy this bothered you, before anything could be wiped off, Ruggie swooped in to lick you.

There he giggled mischievously as your face went up in flames from slight irritation. You knew Ruggie did this as pay back since you took a long time on splitting the popsicles. This was especially obvious as he started to eat your remaining ice cream since, according to him, you were neglecting it.

In the end you decided to let Ruggie go so long as he wiped the mess he made. Which he did, taking one of your wet wipes he not so gently wiped your hand. But he did place a princely kiss on the back of your hand as an apology, so he made up for it.

[pageofheartdj]

Treat others how you want to be treated.

[zoklaperzys]

it does not matter because ned and lyanna said: anyways his name is jon

[celestialheal]

" is that... balsam? " she looks at the mortar the elf is holding in her hands and then to other healer with a especial shine in her eyes " do you need any help making healing potions? "

[ttheonesanity]

Pedestrian crossing.

They don't know. Nobody knows. Not even the knowing.

I just want to get lost on this place we call earth. And loose myself in the process.

[nicodefresas]

—ㅤ꒰ྀིㅤdividers⠀ ಿৎ

︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ֢ ⏝ ֢ ︶

─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──

୨ㅤ࣪ㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤㅤ꒰୨ ୧꒱ㅤㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤ࣪ㅤ୧

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

︶︶︶ 𔓕 ︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶ 𔓕 ︶︶︶

◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟⠀ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟ ͜ ◞ ྀི◟

︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶ ୨♡୧ ︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶

﹒˚ ₊ ︵﹒⊹ ๑ ︵︵ ๑ ⊹﹒︵

꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱

₊‧ʚ・︵︵ ₊˚๑ ᕱᕱ ꒱✦ ₊ ︵︵・₊﹆ɞ‧₊

₊˚ ‿︵‿︵‿︵୨୧ · · ♡ · · ୨୧‿︵‿︵‿︵ ˚₊

∘•···············•∘ʚ ♡ ɞ∘•················•∘

︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵

︶֪︶︶֪︶︶︶֪︶︶֪︶︶ིྀ︶︶֪︶︶︶֪︶︶֪︶︶֪

꒰ა ˚₊ ✧・┈・╴﹕꒰ ᐢ｡- ༝ -｡ᐢ ꒱﹕╴・┈・𐑺 ‧₊˚໒꒱

: ・ෆ・┈・┈・ᕱ⑅ᕱ・┈・┈・ෆ・ :

⏜︵⏜︵⏜ ୨ ♡ ୧ ⏜︵⏜︵⏜

୨ㅤ࣪ㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤㅤ꒰୨ ୧꒱ㅤㅤ︶︶︶︶ㅤ࣪ㅤ୧

࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙ ⪩⪨ ࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜ ࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚࿙֒͜࿚

︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶ ୨♡୧ ︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

꒰⁐⁐⁐⁐୨୧⁐⁐⁐⁐꒱

꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷

｡ ˚ ︶︶✩︶︶‌ ₊ ˚ ︶︶✩︶︶‌ ｡˚

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𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷꒦﹋ٜ۪ꥇ໋۬ ꒷

✦ ⎯⎯ㅤִㅤ୭ ୨♡୧ ৎㅤִ ⎯⎯ ✦

⭒˚‧ ︵‿⭒ཐིཋྀ ཐིཋྀ⭒‿︵ ‧˚⭒

⊹ ︶⏝⭒ ⊹ ⭒⏝︶ ⊹

︶꒦︶꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦‧ ₊˚・