#camera capabilities

[twifairy]

"Barok van Zieks is absolutely covered in scars from all his years being attacked" is like, pretty solidly in fanon at this point but I hope the other results of this constantly happening is that he fights dirty. No amount of being a respectable, well-trained gentleman who fights with honor is going to matter after a certain point.

I hope he bites people. I hope he spits blood onto the ground. I hope he has broken bones and left men bleeding in the street while he himself has to limp back to safety half alive. He may have never taken a life, but I hope he's come close.

[bellhopping]

something I don't talk about enough is that hello can not only enter desktops, but also individual programs if they're open. in software this mostly allows her to play around with ui elements, but in video games she can turn into a full gameified version of herself!

so, this lets me pose to you a concept: hello scug :3

[omppupiiras]

the hair might be different but you can always count on him on doing this stance when he's yapping 😭

[hughhcney]

I loved the Abbott episode of the Abbott Elementary x It’s Always Sunny crossover. I just wonder what Dennis was up to, why he didn’t want to be on film. I also wanna know why Mac was taking such great strides to get them out of their community service… like idk if it was just me but seeing him in a leadership position with no pushback from Dennis and actually doing a really good job was interesting

[scoriarose]

She heard me doing things so she came up to the side of her baby bin and blelelelele'd at me until I noticed her. She greets me every morning where we spend the first hour of every day together, her just resting in my hand and me holding her, often gently petting her head and tiny scales. If there is a heaven, that first hour we spend together is it.

She is getting a larger enclosure for her birthday in a month and a half. :D Hopefully I can get it done in time, as I haven't sculpted a custom enclosure before and will be trying some new artistic critiques. I do have experience sculpting though. My biggest worry is the paints and sealing them properly! Art I can do- but food safe art that will be in a moist bioactive enclosure is new for me.

[good-beanswrites]

Another Truman show thing: the scene where Truman gets kinda physically violent, maybe with mu, she would break character maybe at one point (T3)

This was such an interesting concept, thank you!! OUGH I didn't realize my silly fix-it was capable of such angst until I started writing 😭😭😭 There's no graphic violence/gore, but still warning for Es pushing Muu around.

Muu’s tears for Haruka may not have been real, but these ones were definitely genuine. If anything, she’d been jealous that Haruka got to spend the majority of this trial in the plushy facility rooms with good meals, while the others were still in these cold cells. However, face-to-face with Es, who was grieving someone she cared just as deeply about, she found her sobs came easily.

“You could have stopped him.” Everything about Es was shaking – their voice, their hands, and as she would soon realize, their composure. “Why didn’t you stop him?”

“I d-didn’t know…” She covered her mouth, shaking her head frantically. “I didn’t -hic- think he would…”

“But you did!” Es’s arm flung out, knocking over their chair. The clatter rattled in Muu’s ears. “You knew, because we all knew!”

Muu leapt up, in part due to the clatter startling her, and in part to speak her piece. “Then why didn’t you stop it? If you -hic- if you had just –”

“If I had just what? Forgiven you?” They roared.

“O-o-or him!” 

“You’re trying to pin the blame on me? How dare you!”

Es shoved her backwards. She gasped as she hit the concrete wall.

“But why -hic- why is it my fault? You let it happen, and he did, and Shidou, and everyone!” 

“You really can’t take an ounce of responsibility, can you?” 

Muu tried to flee, but as emphasis on their last words, Es pushed her again. She went flailing and grabbed onto Es’s uniform. The pair went tumbling to the ground, Es still trying to jerk her around. Muu winced at the pain as she slammed into the cold stone.

“Why are you doing this to me? -hic- It wasn’t me, I swear!”

“It was all you!”

Es was on top of her, their voice shrill and their eyes wild. She had always thought it was an exaggeration when Jackalope gave them notes to make their eyes look so intense and frenzied in their videos. 

All of the sudden, she realized that people really do have that look when they’re ready to kill you.

“You monster!” 

Muu’s vision sparked as Es’s palm struck her cheek. She’d never been slapped before. The sting seemed to seep all the way under her skin. 

“People like you are –!” 

Their words were cut short as Muu delivered a slap of her own. She hadn’t meant to. She’d been so focused on keeping her mouth shut, and not blurting out the best defense (“he’s not dead!”), she hadn’t even considered her self preservation instincts would kick in. Her whole body itched to throw Es off, to hurt them before they could hurt her. In all honesty, it was a miracle she’d only tried a slap.

The pair stared at each other with wide eyes. The shock had snapped Es out of their fury.

“But you… how…”

The prison bell rang, far earlier than it should have.

Muu shook her head. “I… don’t know…” 

As the room changed shape around them – revealing intricate parts of machine that did absolutely nothing – she lay there crying. Crying about what Es had said. Crying from fear of them. Crying that she may have ruined the whole experiment. Crying because in every way, she had failed the people she wanted to help.

Es rose, stumbling away from her. 

“Muu.” Their voice was hoarse. “I didn’t mean for things to get out of hand.” Their eyes flicked nervously to her, wondering what had caused this sudden breach of the prison’s main restriction. “Perhaps… Milgram makes exceptions when I’ve taken things too far. I… I didn’t mean to push you to that point.”

She nodded weakly, rising off the ground. She took her seat again. 

There was a moment where they both sat in heavy silence; both afraid of what Es was capable of. 

“Prisoner 004, sing your sins.”

[razzle-zazzle]

Erwin Caruso's most consistent character trait is his refusal to think things through all the way before he does them. This is largely seen in his various schemes to get famous as well as in other blunders he makes on impulse. However, this also can be a strength when he improvises solutions on the fly when there isn't time to think. In this essay I will—

[crossbackpoke-check]

Substance, Shadow, and Spirit [remixed, abridged] by Tao Yuanming

[anambermusicbox]

the moment zhou shen sang the first line i started tearing up oh my god

[serenabenson]

getting wine drunk on cheap prosecco to cope with the existential whatever during the three-state-and-three-country half-sibling "so we need to strategize about care for our father with dementia" facetime meeting but as one of the daughters of the third and final wife (in the birth order i'm the second youngest) no one expects anything else from me anyway and thank GOD for that type vibe tn

[the-golden-ghost]

I love seeing media-related posts where it's like "okay that is a GREAT take. Sometimes. But when it's applied to everything it's kinda shall we say. Reductive and also really annoying"

[winged-wolf-s-collection-of-arts]

>:) the story is falling into place

[shalpilot]

thinking abt the prev reblog and the therapy speak joker post make me go even harder on my “these characters do not think in the way a well-adjusted person would and this is how they handle situations of physical/emotional intimacy” agenda like!!!! do they handle them in a way that a normal guy would!?! ofc not!!! but it’s what works for them and portraying that is my goal. if ur characters must be 100% morally “correct” and clean all the time you are going to have some very boring and inhuman characters.

[fisheito]

Imagine you have to set up yakumo's enclosure for the next couple months. How do you set it up and what do you put in there?

oh NO.! THE PROPPHECY HAS BEenm FUFILLED

i am standing in my room, leggies rooted to the floor. i am in shock .frozen and i have no idea how to proceed. there is a perpetual pathetically sobbing serpent under my blankie.

[roseworth]

dreaming of a world where the bear never introduced claire as a character

[narcissusneverknewme]

I am not immune to the same fallacies and failures of judgement my fellow men are subject to. I am superior to them because I am More right than they are though