#nice in air quotes btw

[fish-plz]

How are their still “nice guys” out their did yall not watch megamind growing up

[my-name-is-apollo]

From "Life of Apollonius Tyana" by Philostratus :

Iarchas [an Indian brahmin] led back the argument to the subject of divination, and among the many blessings which that art had conferred upon mankind, he declared the gift of healing to be the most important. "For," said he, "the wise sons of Asclepius would have never attained to this branch of science, if Asclepius had not been the son of Apollo and as such had not in accordance with the latter's responses and oracles concocted and adapted different drugs to different diseases;

(Trans. Frederick Cornwallis Conybeare)

It's a discussion on how prophetic guidance was important to the development of medicinal practices, but the belief that Apollo constantly guided Asclepius on medicine through his oracles is sweet :D

[roughroadhaley]

in a horrible mood thinking about the nudes episode of Ted Lasso season 3 again.

-Roys a dick with no consequences

-Jamie’s nice but a dick later with no consequences

-Keeley regurgitates a popular quote about women being hated for being sexual and says nothing else of note about this whole thing

-Keeley is slut shamed by her boss for no reason

-Rebecca makes a joke about Keeley getting groomed

-Rebecca apparently humped all of her furniture to death (cannot get over how unfunny and unmoving that office scene was)

-Keeley dumps her girlfriend boss who slut shamed her but instead the writers change their minds and she’s the one who gets dumped next episode

-Keeley cannot handle a PR crisis to save her life despite us being forced to watch her dumbass PR office plotline all season long

-locker room scene that literally went viral on twitter for being cringe

being a total hater here but I actually cannot believe that episode aired. ted wanted to hire a PI to stalk his ex wife that episode btw. MY GOD

[kennysimp101]

i’m begging for an Aj imagine where he dates a (female) f1 driver for red bull and in the beginning his friends don’t believe that they are dating cause of how pretty she is 🙏🙏🙏

btw love your work 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

"No chance": Aj x reader ☁

A/N: Hello Anon!! Im not a big Aj girly but I love f1 so ofc I loved this idea. I tried my best but it's like I forgot how to write 😭

Also, thanks Love <33, appreciate all of yall, and sorry for the very late update

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You and Aj have been dating for 5 months. It's been amazing. You are a racer and this year you got signed with the leading team in F1, Redbull. You were overjoyed and had your first race in a week. You invited Aj and told him to get his friends along as well. 

A week later

The first GP was in Baku, and you had just reached. You went to your hotel and were planning to have lunch with Aj and his friends. You had never met them but you had watched a few of their videos when Aj showed you their channel, and you thought they were hilarious. Aj texts you to come downstairs. You go to the reception and you see Aj standing. “AJ!!” You shout and run over to hug him. You hadn't met in a week since you were so busy with practice. “Y/N, I missed you soo muchh” He says hugging you back. “Are we ready to go?” You ask about the lunch. “I just need to go to my room and wait for the guys to get ready too” He replies “Okayy, im just gonna go get ready as well” You both go into the elevator, Aj gets off on the 3rd floor, where u see his friends, wave slightly before the elevator goes to your floor.

Aj goes to his friends. “Your telling me you pulled her??” Kenny asks. “NO CHANCE MAN BROS LYING” Chunkz shouts louder than expected. “Yeah??” Aj replies confused to all the commotion. “Aj, you know your my friend right? Like we live together and im so close to you, but i call bullshit” niko says. “Aint no way shes your girlfriend, shes too pretty” sharky added on. “I cant believe this man. HOW DO YOU LOT NOT BELIEVE ME?” Aj gets upset. “Nice one bro, its gonna be a great video for you” Chunkz laughs and the rest join in. “I dont even care, just go get ready in 10 minutes for lunch” Aj says as he shakes his head and goes to his room.

10 mins later

All the guys meet up downstairs and are waiting for y/n. “Sooooo your “girlfriend” isn't here yet huh aj?” Niko says, air-quoting girlfriend. “She's coming omg guys believe me she's my girlfriend,” Aj says getting sick of his friends. “Right right we totally believe you bro,” Sharky says sarcastically. Then y/n comes out of the elevator “AJ!! Here!” you shout at him. “Y/N!!” He says back as you walk towards him and his friends. “Guys this is y/n my girlfriend, and y/n this is Niko, Chunkz, Sharky, and Kenny,” He said pointing at each one. “Hey guys, im glad I can finally meet you all!” you say while smiling. All the guys stand with their jaws dropped. “SEE I TOLD YOU!” Aj shouted at them. “What?” you say confused. One of them, you remember as Chunkz says “We saw you in the elevator before, and since youre soo pretty, we just assumed Aj was making this whole thing up as a prank, and we didn't believe him at all… Clearly we were wrong”. You laugh while Aj stands there pouting. “But why?” Kenny asks. “Cause y/n is beautiful, kind and ambitious af?” Aj says like it's the most obvious thing. “No I get that, i was wondering why she would choose you, she's literally a goddess-looking F1 driver, and you're a rat,” He says and all the boys laugh. “Awww, he may be a triangle, but he's a cute triangle” You reply which gets then laughing even more. Aj smacks your arm as you giggle. “She's funny too?? Damn Aj you got nothing over her” Niko says as all of you walk out to go to lunch.

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Kinda short so sorry about that, finals approaching BUT IM TRYING TO START POSTING AGAIN SOOO YAYY. Also I went off the story so many times lmaoo (Thats y the ending is shit sorry). Im gonna try and finish up all the requests I have soon, then I was probably gonna put some f1 fics (Open to requests too)

Anyways love yall <33

[brian-kinney-apologist]

hey babe!! i have a qaf question for u

ok so ive heard ppl in this (very small) fandom talk abt hal sparks really negatively either because of his character (understandable, micheal sucks ass) or because of his political views/beliefs/whatevers

i have never understood the second part and was told that u are quite the qaf historian so i was wondering if u could give me a lil summary of what those beliefs/views of his are because i would really like to know!!

ty in advance 🖤

well hello there, nice to know that my reputation in qaf fandom is still alive and well lol

so. here's the thing: if we're talking politics overall he didn't say anything questionable as far as I know (he has a podcast on youtube or smth where he trashes trump and other republican politicians (I'm not american so my knowledge of american politics is pretty basic so don't quote me on this one lol) so it's fine with me lol)

if we're talking the show though 👀💀

he did say some things back in the day that made people dislike him (but mind you now everything is cool between everyone involved in the show at least public wise so we're going to talk about the times when the show was airing and some time after it ended)

1. the most questionable™️ thing that he's ever said was comparing kissing a man (a costar on screen) to kissing a dog and people thought he meant that it was disgusting or smth BUT he did clarify later that people misinterpreted him because he meant that he's not attracted to men so kissing male costars on set during filming did nothing for him (it was an answer to some interviewer's question what it's like to kiss a man so take it as it is 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️)

btw interviewers AND fans had no decorum back in the day asking the whole cast all sorts of personal questions (poor randy still has ptsd bc of this 😭💀)

2. now it's tea time!!!! hal used to have a beef with gale and randy that led to him being hated by their fans. so. before the show aired hal was the most famous actor in the cast (except for sharon gless obviously) and he thought (was promised ?????) that he'd be the lead man™️ of the show. but after qaf aired everyone fell for gale (obviously sorry not sorry lol) because he served and ate everyone up. and also everyone focused on britin. hal didn't like that (considering it was basically gale's and randy's first roles on tv) and he started saying some stuff about them (publicly). for example, he said that actors' work is doing what's written in the script no questions asked. that was a clear dig at gale and randy as they were famous for constantly questioning/criticising the writers/showrunners/producers, disliking their plotlines and basically voicing their opinions on set (they did nothing wrong, should've complained more, look at s5 🥲). also hal did say one time that he would never work with gale again but didn't elaborate why. and as far as I know he did say more shady stuff about gale and randy during different interviews but I don't have any more specific examples (i think he was also constantly pointing out that he's straight while gale didn't say much about his own sexuality and hal was speculating about it). moreover, I remember reading somwhere that hal didn't like people who drank/did drugs bc he himself was against this stuff and gale and peter smoke some weed before some s1 promotion event and hal had a problem with it. the last thing: he also did complain about gale staying in character (whatever that means in regards of gale) during filming but no one else complained so 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️.

(I lied last thing fr fr I wanted to point out that gale and randy NEVER said anything back about hal so that kinda makes you think)

hope this helps, if someone has something to add or wants to correct me, feel free to do so

[666kage]

this is literally my first time writing smut that's not like.. same idea straight forward bullshit for my friend so please be nice 💀

kuroko tetsuya x fem!reader smut

CW!!: cunnilingus, squirting, face riding, oral (f! recieving), overstimulation, idk just read it :3 (men who eat pussy for pleasure go to heaven btw)

wc: 742

kuroko hadn’t a single clue what you’d meant when you called him a munch. not until he heard his upperclassman laughing, as they quoted a beautiful, ginger haired, busty woman. they’d watched her music video during lunch, koganei walked around sassily quoting the video. this made hyuga, izuki, and tsuchida cackle. mitobe silently chuckled. the first years were lost in conversation, not noticing.

when kagami commented about liking american girls compared to japanese girls, kuroko was confused. kagami couldn’t put it into words without cringing indefinitely, but kuroko could almost read in between the lines. kagami liked them better because they were fuller? he didn’t outright state it, he had motioned downwards saying it “feels better”. before evasively asking kuroko his opinion on sex with japanese. kagami knows he has a girlfriend, and since they’d been dating since their second year of middle school, he could only assume that they’d done things.

kuroko only brushed him off, changing the subject. he didn’t know how to tell his friend that he’d never had sex. that he didn’t want to have sex. he genuinely enjoyed just.. eating pussy. he didn’t have any interest in sex. yeah, a hand job or blow job is nice, but it so much more fun to watch from below as you squirm, and shake. telling him to stop, that you couldn’t handle any more. pulling so hard on his blue locs, that he was sure they were going to come out. when you’d squish his head with your thighs, squashing his cute cheeks together. squeezing so hard he was sure he was running out air.

the way you bucked your hips when he stuck his tongue inside. how you would whimper his given name every time his nose would brush against your clitoris. the feeling he expects every time you began pushing his head again, that gush all over his face and his bed sheets. how you’d shyly cover your face, as he looked up at you endearingly. he was so inlove with every movement you made. when he’d watch your fingers, nails painted the color you had him to choose, grip onto the sheets, so tightly the color of your skin is dulling.

when he’d rut into the sheets, cumming himself from feeling your pulse against his soaking wet face. he’d let soft moans out into your pussy, making your back arch at the light sensations.

and when he’d convince you to ride his face, it was a fucking ball. you’d grip onto the headboard, trying to get up with all your might. but his arms were entangled with your legs so tightly you couldn’t. he’d occasionally squeeze your thighs or ass lovingly. you’d mewl and whimper when he’d kitty lick at your clitoris. he’d lock eyes with you, giving the most content, and excited expression he could muster.

however, his favorite—i mean his favorite—thing to do, wasn’t something he couldn’t do often. usually having to be quiet due to your or his parents accompanying one the other rooms. but whenever he got you alone, he’d overstimulate you, then bite you. right on your clit. electing a scream out of you. it wasn’t a hard one, he was practically just grazing your clitoris with his incisors. but when he’d bite down, he’d flick his eyes up to you, watching your pleasure filled expression. he’d then pull back, and you’d look at his face. despite it being cover by cum, squirt, and any other bodily liquids that had come out of you, from only a few centimeters below his eyes. he still had a innocent, pure looking on his face. his blue eyes all wide and child like, he would smiled at you.

coming in at a close second, was when you’d lay lethargically on his bed. as he went to get a water bottle, and a cloth to clean you off. and despite being spent you’d beg, and beg, and beg to help him with the brick hard erection that was staring at you. he’d just deny, eventually laying down beside you. and you’d promise to give him the greatest blowjob of his life at some point in the near future. he’d say no, that you wouldn’t do that. that he wouldn’t allow it.

you would only whine in response, at how unfair he was to you. occasionally, you’d catch him slipping the morning after, getting down on your knees and pleasing him. but those days were rare.

if this gets one note i’ll make a part two where she tops kurokos off. also i am in love with ice spice that woman is gorgeous.

[oathkeeper-of-tarth]

hello, your datamining posts are fascinating! i was wondering if you came across any info on the other thorm family members and exactly how they're related to each other?

Hi, and thank you! Glad you're enjoying the posts. Here's another excessively long one, because I love contemplating the disaster that is the Thorm family.

To start with, a quote from Isobel that isn't in the game anymore, from when you could have a conversation with her post-abduction and post-tadpoling:

I grew up in the village below here. A place built by Thorms, with aunties and uncles and cousins down every laneway.

So there was a whole lot of them. And it sure did rub some people wrong that the Thorms had the cushiest jobs around Reithwin. Sadly, on the matter of the Thorms' actual family tree, the answer is going to be disappointing, I'm afraid. I haven't found anything much about them that isn't in the game, and the game itself stays vague. (Bonus: writing this up when I've just gone through Act 2 in my honour mode run so this is nicely fresh in my mind.)

The Thorms are but collectors: collectors of coin, glory, blood, and more yet.

The only relationship that is explicitly defined is that Malus Thorm is Ketheric Thorm's uncle, as the head surgeon bemoans his displeasure with his nephew and the way he seems to favour now-openly-practicing necromancer Balthazar in the Tissue and Organ Register.

As for Thisobald, the one I, along with I imagine most other people, am most curious about - not much luck with EA stuff. A model for the "Brewer" shows up mid-2021, as seen in this datamining thread (note also the "Necromancer" who is very recognisably our gross ol' pal Balthazar). That's about it. There's files in the current game that explicitly describe him as Ketheric's son in the meta info bits, which have no reason to be untrue:

In Town in Act 2 we meet the Brewer that is son of Ketheric and shadow-curse mutated. This one is played when we defeat him. The brewer was once an ordinary person, but has been twisted by the shadowcurse and is now a huge, bloated monstrosity. He speaks in fragments, and is menacing but with an air of melancholy. He wants to drink until he forgets everything, and would like to bring everyone into oblivion with him.

As does he himself, beyond all those "Father Ketheric" references that I've seen explained as a potential title for a religious figurehead:

Son of Thorm. Sot of Sword Coast. I am Thorm. My father's tower grazed the new moon. Yours means zero, nothing, naught.

So yeah, a real head-scratcher, that one. Unacknowledged/mistreated bastard son before Melodia is something I've seen suggested, which might work. But then, he's very adamant and proud and pretty open about being a Thorm. If you choose to tell him about the owlbear mother as one of the tales to impress him, he only offers this:

[SUCCESS] Mothers. Commiserations. This place is my mother. Its teats are copper. Its milk is barrel-aged. [FAIL] We all have owlbear mothers. Mine was a lush. Unimpressive.

So was his mother an unnamed local drunkard, or is he speaking metaphorically again? Isobel, I am begging. Please explain.

What we do know is that they were all three alive and contemporaneous with Isobel's death and Ketheric's war (much love to the BG3 Wiki for having pretty much all of the in-game book/documents graciously transcribed, btw), and are in fact not ancient Thorms raised during Ketheric's Myrkul days and his "desecrating my family's mausoleum" phase, as I've seen theorised.

Gerringothe was banned from the Waning Moon (SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE DID). She was also in her secret logbook complaining about Ketheric's brewing war ruining her profits.

Malus is interesting - he has the big, extra-pointy elf ears (and so does Thisobald?) and he seems to be really old. Reithwin Necrology has him listed as the head surgeon in 986 DR, which is a little over 500 years before the events of the game take place, and so about 400 years before Ketheric's fall. Interestingly, the document lists the casualties of a battle between Dark Justiciars, Selûnites, and even a druid. I wonder if this might be a conflict taking place during the original Sharran occupation of Grymforge, which lasted for 800 years - and perhaps this is how Ketheric came to know of its existence. We also get to hear about some of Malus' atrocities thanks to sister Anna Lidwin, a tragic figure in her own right.

The Waning Moon: Consignments, written by Thisobald, is an extra spicy bit of text, talking about the entire family, and the way they operated before it all became an open conflict:

The ale she fed me was poisoned - and by my own hand! My truth serum was all too effective. I professed the lot: the poisoned drinks, Malus' 'treatments', the interrogations - all of it. She means to reveal our 'schemes' to the Baldur's Gate authorities. Unless, of course, I grace her palm with more gold than Gerringothe could muster. Father would have my head if he knew - or worse yet, donate me to Malus.

The document concludes with this very, very interesting bit:

The Harpers came too close - they poisoned Father Ketheric himself, yet he professes no ill effects. Malus insists it a fluke. Doctor he may be, but he is no less a fool for it: Father has achieved that of which I can only dream: immortality. I have long suspected. I can guess Father's purpose, but I cannot fathom the means.

If you beat all of the checks while drinking with Thisobald a century later, it turns out he did find out the means after all (and Ketheric was aware, threatening him into silence):

Player: What can you tell me about Ketheric? Thisobald Thorm: Father. Father is father. Eternal, invincible, forever, except not. Player: What do you mean? How can I defeat Ketheric? Thisobald Thorm: No, must not, can not, will not mention her. You want father's personal mysterious - (secret) - secret. No, not, never! Father said, ordered, commanded. Don't say it, don't say it! The cage. Her cage. Talk and… perish, die, buried. Buried in Thorm tomb. Father told me. I can't perish - no, nay, neither. Too strong, too…

After all, he does describe himself as a collector of "that which holds the most value: information".

Going back to Early Access, the quests leading to lifting the shadow curse evolved a lot, with one iteration being you needing to find "anchors" for the curse. Madeline (now of He-Who-Was quest fame) was a long-dead Harper and the sister of another Harper character called Callie you could meet. She died fighting Ketheric and, disillusioned with the Harpers as an organisation, hated that she'd inspired her sister to become a Harper too.

Madeline? But she died back in Ketheric's day. Madeline. Her name was Madeline. And she died fighting Ketheric with her last breath. But that's not enough is it? Madeline didn't want Callie to be a Harper. Nothing. What you saw was the truth. Madeline died hating the Harpers - and her darling sister Callie has no idea. Indeed. Madeline died realising she was just a name on a tally, and she hated the Harpers for it. Indeed. Madeline died hating both the Harpers and herself - for she led Callie down the same path.

She - or a keepsake of hers, her Harper pin - was one of the anchors for the shadow curse. You could also "witness her last moments" somehow, which I assume grew into the post-mortem "trial" we have in the game now.

The darkness emanating from that... it must be an anchor for the curse. What, I know not, but it torments this Harper. The memento is the key - the anchor. Do you have the fortitude to retrieve it? This Harper's soul is trapped in an endless cycle of pain, fear and regret. Her soul is trapped here - and a memento she gave you is doing it. If you give me that pin I'll put her soul to rest. I promise. But I don't know you. And I'm not gonna trust you with Madeline's Harper pin. So be a good egg, and bugger off.

It seems you'd do something like this several times. Isobel and Halsin were the main NPCs involved here - you'd find the anchors, and then presumably one of them would do something with them.

I've been studying the curse ever since, searching for answers. Trying to restore the damage my father has wrought upon this land. My life is devoted to unravelling the torment Ketheric inflicted on this land. So please, find the anchors, and bring them to me. I spent years researching the curse, trying to put an end to it. Nothing has worked - yet. The Shadowfell itself pours through this place, but there is no single portal or anchor. Ketheric was a brilliant general, but not a mage. He must have anchored this corruption and opened a path for Shar. This cursed land is ripe with grief and regret. Find the dead filled with such agony - find what anchors them here. The anchors would be infused with Shar's blessing, concealed where the curse of the Shadowfell is strongest. |Please do. For now, focus on finding the anchors, it's the only way we can understand the curse.| These are both anchors. Yet I believe there must be more. Bring back another anchor, and I will tell you.

You would progress after gathering all the anchors, and learn that you needed the "blood of a Thorm":

Yes! The anchors alone are not enough to end the curse. We need blood from the Thorm family line. That makes sense. A Thorm is the one who made it. How do I get the blood of a Thorm? By bleeding Ketheric. The rest of his family... is long dead.

I bring all of this up because at one point the anchors became the "Bones of Contention", and "the Thorms" were what was sustaining the curse. This is also where we get the full trio of "Distillery boss", "Hospital boss", and "Tollhouse boss", who you'd need to defeat to get the bones. A great writeup of this version of the quest, highlighting Halsin's part in it, can be found here in a post by @merrinla. And as you can see in the post we once again have Isobel on research duty. These are from Patch 6:

How do the Thorms sustain the shadows? [NEEDS FLAG]

Interestingly enough, that line survives to release, and is now answered by Thisobald during the drinking game with "the spirit of the land".

|Please do. Come back to me after the night, hopefully I'll be done researching the bones you brought me.| |We know about the bones and we know we need the blood of a Thorm...|

I also found these tidbits that seem to imply a "sacrifice Isobel" option was at least something that you could discuss in the game:

But you have all the bones. Can't we end the curse at Moonrise? Does that mean your death could end the curse? Perhaps. I fear my sacrifice alone may not be enough. / It's possible I may have to sacrifice myself. But this is my father's crime.

Funnily enough, behaviour scripts for Aylin and Isobel that are still in the game include references to the bones, such as:

[Nightsong] "Stand with Isobel while she's researching the Bones of Contention"

receivedBonesFlag = Flag([[SCL_ShadowCurse_Event_GiveBonesToIsobel_26c0ec08-561f-411f-9053-458341c6a7e9]]) finishedResearchFlag = Flag([[SCL_ShadowCurse_Event_BonesResearchProgressed_91936c5f-a3f6-741a-3f1f-ac956ee649f5]])

But I haven't found much beyond that.

And with that, I'll conclude this giant word soup. Hope it was at least slightly interesting!

[6monthsofwinter]

Oliver Postgate musta been on some whack ass shrooms when he wrote the Bagpuss episode about the small soft Hamish.

If you don't know, Bagpuss is a kids' show from the 70s (?) about a toy cat and his chums who keep finding Objects and being like "tf is this brah" and Bagpuss is like "this is the foolish fluffy fiddlestick from Finland you flibbertigibbets" and then tells them all about the foolish fluffy fiddlestick from Finland. And then the woodpecker (chum #1) goes like nyehhh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nyeh nonsense (direct quote btw) and the rag doll and frögge (chums #2 and #3) are like ACKSHUALLY it's a fly swatter but nice try bozo. And then they sing a song. There are some mice sometimes too :3

ANYWAY one episode starts with them finding a weird tartan rat thing (fig. A) and they're like "🤔" and then Bagpuss gets his Thinking Cap and clocks that it's a "small soft Hamish" and tells the story of Tavish McTavish, a Scottish fella who lived in the mountains because every other human being fucking hated him cause he was bad at playing the bagpipes. And then one day he hears someone else being really shit at bagging the pipes and he's like "Crikey!!! It must be my long-lost brother Hamish McTavish!" And then it walks up and it's actually this weird tartan creature??? And it's small and soft and he dubs it the Hamish (Fig. B) because its call sounds like his brother playing the bagpipes. And by the way it also has a long-lost brother. And then it fucks off cause its family show up and Tavish is all alonesome :( so he moves BACK down the mountain to civilisation and just never plays the bagpipes again. Cause everyone hates it. And he never finds his brother ever again, too bad so sad, the end.

But not really the end cause then the woodpecker goes like "Bagpuss you dopey twat it's a porcupine just without any spines" and Bagpuss goes like "bull fucking shit there ain't no thing" and the frögge and the rag doll sing a song to try motivate the porcupine to grow some spines? But the song is about a porcupine "sailing" a hot air balloon around the world and then its spines pop the balloon and it falls? And they realise at the end that that was a fairly fucking stupid choice of song to motivate it to grow MORE spines and anyway guys false alarm it's actually just a pincushion. So then the mice chant while dancing in circles and ritualistically stabbing it with dozens of pins like it's Julius fucking Caesar (Fig. C) and THEN the episode ends. Fucking WILD.

But seriously you should watch Bagpuss it's so good

Fig. A: The porcupine pre-ritualistic murder

Fig. B: The small soft Hamish engages in intimate relations with Tavish McTavish

Fig. C: The mice dance around the perforated corpse of the porcupine

[tired-ticket-man]

“Hhheeeyyy Jerry-man. I’ve just be exploring different… ‘blogs.’”

| He put air quotes around blogs. |

“Well me, personally, I call them different little universes but- whatever- you get it, right? Yea you do.”

| He cleared his throat, straightening his posture. |

“So, I uh, just wanted to drop by and say hi. Even though you probably know NOTHING about me!”

“I have no idea who you are, yes… and no, I… do not ‘get it’… nice to meet you?…. Also, just Jerry will work.”

[My bro is incredibly confused. Btw, there’s STILL no glass! Abel refuses to get it replaced..]

[mutedeclipse]

Thunder bomber from jetterz!

Perfect timing since its nearly his birthday!

Favorite thing: Hard to place tbh, i just think hes neat all round

Least favorite thing: Probably figuring out how to fkn draw his face. That sucked real bad especially with his little grate. Like i love his design but UGH.

Favorite quote: "i can finally now understand.. the pain my comrades felt as they were snuffed out" < while a translation from the kinda scuffed youtube translation this line made me giggle and kick my feet in the air (metaphorically) because this is such a cool l moment for him

Brotp: i had to look up what this meant btw. I think him and mighty wouldve gotten along well as buddies :}

Otp: max and thunder. Stupid fly is trying his damn hardest to be nice to him...

Notp: anything between him and the other shittenu. Theyre siblings. Grand bomber litterally refers to him as older brother.

Random headcanon: if he had the opportunity i think he'd take up piano. Or any instrument but i mainly think of piano. He seems to have the discipline for it

His design is great and badass without any modification. He may be teeny tiny and blorbus and maybe slightly goofy to some but idc hes awesome

Favorite image:

An image from the blueray that i stole from fraction's twitter back when i used that. I cherish his once smile

[tentakilly]

Hour family update(still no art sorry)

I’ve changed Clair’s name to Cassandra and speaking of her I’ve updated her powers.

Future sight is a very risky power that takes a lot of will and energy. It takes years of research and skill to pull of something like conceiving a possible future(especially with how frequently she does it). The caveat is that she can’t speak of the contents of the future she’s seen because if she dose it’s 99% likely it will be set in stone and there will be no other path for the person, place, thing, or even the small pocket of me and my siblings universe I’ve placed my headcannon in(this applies to all people with this anomaly). She primarily gambles with her powers and is very much a cheater. She doesn’t say the outcome out loud tho to give the assumed non cheater a 50% chance at beating her. She’s nice sometimes. Casandra bets futures along with small amounts of money if you lose you lose your money and you possibly get a horrible future(or a nice one depending on what she’s seen).

Nobody:

This is the guy I’ve previously called “Michael”. It didn’t make sense for him to keep his name just in quotes because he did get married to a fairy(they love each other very much). Also he is possibly a changeling. He may not be Evelyn’s true first born but he was close enough so he might have been possible taken. It’s up in the air no one knows what the hell is up with o5-6 and his husband. Not even cowboy himself.

TJ:

He’s not a healer he’s an energy conduit. He moves energy through himself and others in different ways depending on what he wants. Usually it’s healing or murder(he is a freelance assassin) but he is pretty scary because he doesn’t even know the limits of his own power. His ex is haunting his ass btw.

Jackall:

She can talk to the dead. I thought it would be funny to give the immortal woman the power to talk with the dead/ghosts. Also the ghost of her ex girlfriend follows her around so she’s never really alone or unsafe. She’s also the reason Jackie never started dating anyone else. She’s also the kind of woman who keeps her enemies close to an absurd degree. She has tabs on all the people she hates to the point she can predict nearly every move of theirs. This is 1 of 2 reasons Dr Glass is still site-17’s head of psychology.

Vio:

Vio unlike his husband chose to use a name after he got married. He chose Violet! He knows humans very well and absolutely despises plastic. If you’re in his house you have to follow fae law to a T(unless your his husband). This is his revenge for plastic.

The parents:

Adam is dead to me and Sarah and Evelyn’s story isn’t really anything bigger than The Sister’s Story by Masaworksdesign.

Have a good day/night :]

[demonkidpliz]

Things I learned while re-watching Star Plus Mahabharata (Part 20/many):

Really glad that the women chose to stay in Kurukshetra during the battle.

I will never get over Dushasan’s Dyson air-wrapped hair.

I just love the bond between Bhishma and Vidur. So pure.

Krishna and his giant cocktail ring.

Wait, Krishna is doing past life therapy now.

I am so here for the Panchal princes, Shikhandin and Dhrishtadyumna. I love writing about them in my stories also.

Shakuni is right. This war is between him and Krishna. And ironically they both want the same thing. The destruction of the Kurus.

Oh! Arjun bragging about his ability to shoot in the dark. I have a story about this btw.

Oh God, I love this line from Shakuni. If a woman is a mother, she is revered. If she is a wife, she is adored. If she is a daughter, she is someone’s good fortune. If she is someone’s daughter-in-law, she is respected.

Too bad they didn’t adhere to the last part.

Yudhisthir is Yudhisthiring.

Also, everyone here seems to be a TERF or whatever the equivalent is for a trans man.

Why do they keep showing a water body near Kurukshetra? What even is it? The Ganga? The Yamuna? Why does it have waves?

When Shikhandin says that the war was born out of Gandhari and Shakuni and because of what Bhishma did to both of them. Chills. My man speaks FACTS.

Indra is going to pull a fast one on Karna, isn’t he?

But Daddy Surya is going to come and warn him beforehand.

Karna went from being my most favourite character as a child to my most hated as an adult. This is what I call character development.

Karna is co-opting the anti-casteism movement and my man is not even low caste?

What is this ego class between Bhishma and Karna?

Oh, nice foreshadowing with Karna and the stuck wheel!

I’ve said this before but I do not appreciate Starbharat reducing Duryodhan’s relationship with Karna as one of use. Yes, Duryodhan used Karna but they were also best friends. Don’t take that away from them!

Karna recognises Indra, doesn’t he?

Indra has always been a little bitch.

Sometimes Karna reminds me of another annoying, self-righteous person that I can’t stand—Yudhisthir.

Indra to Krishna, probably: hello, nightmare child.

FFS, Arjun doesn’t even recognise his own daddy.

Even my mother is impressed by Shaheer Sheikh’s hair game.

Arjun has finally realised and he’s on the run? What does he want to do? Warn Karna?

I don’t understand how the earrings were protecting Karna? Maybe they were just for style.

It’s time Arjun accepted himself as a nepo baby and moved on.

O RLY? Arjun bringing up Ekalavya is a class act. As if he wasn’t the one who told Dronacharya in the first place that he couldn’t teach Ekalavya—that mini casteist.

Indra says that a part of the Gods (Karna’s earrings and armour) cannot participate in the war yet Narayan himself is participating in the war on the side of the Pandavas. What is this hypocrisy?

Krishna (probably): FFS, Indra. Now I gotta come up with a backup plan for this Indrastra.

Did Krishna just summon Shakuni with dirt?

Oh, Duryodhan seems concerned for Karna and not just upset that he gave away his armour and earrings?

Shakuni looks rightfully disappointed.

Shakuni now casually quoting Balaram???

Don’t be a dumbass and tell your sons about Karna’s birth, Kunti! Your stupid sons will never fight in this war then.

Mamashri Shayla’s hairline is sending me.

Ashwatthama! I am seeing him after so long!

Shalya dragging Dhritarashtra and Gandhari is a 2023 fever dream.

Sahadev, the most inconsequential of the five Pandavas, killing Shakuni is my jam.

How does Bhishma know about Karna’s true parentage? Maybe his mother told him? She’s another piece of work.

Wtf Bhishma is not even related to Arjuna, let alone Karna, FFS.

Duryodhan stroking his sheathed sword is such a…mood.

Duryodhan telling Bhishma to resign as Senapati—you fool, that’s what he wanted all along.

Good done, Duryodhan. You have Drona and Bhishma, neither of whom will touch a hair on the Pandavas’ heads. And now you have Karna who will also not hurt the Pandavas (other than Arjun). But you don’t even know that.

It’s so much nicer in my story where Arjun asks Krishna to be his charioteer.

All the warriors bowing before the Hanuman statue except for my main man, Krishna, coz Ram does not bow before Hanuman.

Krishna looks so done with Yudhisthir’s Yudhisthiring.

Bhishma pulling an UNO reverse card.

Krishna still looks done LMAO.

OG Grandaddy is here.

Dafuq. Satyavati was still alive? How old was she? 300? She saw her grandsons’ grandsons’ kids? My brain cannot comprehend this.

Upset that everyone is calling Ved Vyas, Bhagwan, and not Daddy Pitashri.

Sanjay has been turned into a satellite dish.

Arjun already looks like he is having second thoughts.

Goddamnit it, Arjun.

Krishna is like, now is my time to ✨ shine ✨

Never seen Krishna look so disappointed by Arjun.

My man Arjun is a simpleton. Don’t confuse him further, Krishna.

Did Krishna just call Arjun…impotent?

I love it when Krishna gets mad.

The Bhagavat Gita is going to be one long exercise in calling Arjun stupid it seems.

Krishna has been acting dodgy his whole life. Arjun has known him for most of it. So has he been living under a rock that he doesn’t realise that there is more to Krishna than what meets the eye? He was married to his sister. They are literal cousins. How could he be so oblivious?

Ahimsa hi param dharma hai. We will revisit this in avatar #9.

Arjun is like show me the receipts Vishwaroop.

[itsgothgirlthyme]

tiny!reader x human!steve x human!eddie

3inch tiny!reader

this is a draft that i randomly kind of finished, so i’ll just post. if you seriously have any requests let me know, i’d love to write away :)

word count: 1,037

i do wanna write something better btw with these three :,)

info:

You’re a borrower and overtime have been revealed to the party. You meet Eddie for the first time after Dustin practically forces you and leaves the trailer without explanation.

It’s just really awkward now.

—

Inside of the trailer which Dustin has deserted you in is a giant (human) and you. You’re standing on the coffee table in complete awkward silence.

“So… have you always been like this?” Eddie asked.

You looked up at the curly haired man with curious eyes. He rested his elbows on his knees. He fiddled with the rings on his hands when you tried holding eye contact he looked away. His dough eyes made it to the objects around. Though he didn’t look at you.

“Yep,” You responded.

He nodded his head. You were surprised at how non eager he was to look at you, ask rapid fire questions like Dustin, or even touch you. You didn’t let your guard down though. Your eyes were on him and even if your few friends trusted him it didn’t hurt to be cautious.

The crack of bone made you flinch and take a step back. Eddie shifted his knuckles and continued to crack them. Until he noticed your small figure moving back out of the corner of his eye.

“Sorry,” He apologized immediately and dropped his hands to his sides.

Your back was straight as a ruler and the fight or flight was kicking in. You’d drifted to the edge of the table farthest away from Eddie. His size would make it easy to nab you but reaching over would spare you a couple seconds. To escape, if needed but you remembered Dustin’s promise.

He promised you Eddie wouldn’t hurt you that he was actually a really nice guy. That apparently “high school” gave him a bad reputation, which still confused you because you didn’t know what that meant. Dustin also promised he would be back soon but he seemed to be running late, and that put you on edge.

You did not want to be stuck with a stranger longer than you had to.

“I’m not going to hurt you and I’m sorry for being… awkward,” Eddie’s booming voice hit your ears. “I’m just not usually used to meeting a couple inch tall people I guess, but you’re cool though…” His words drifted when you stared at him blankly.

You were one step away from stepping off the ledge and using your lovely hook to hop off the table. Though he seemed genuine, dangerous, but genuine. Eddie pressed his back against the couch and looked away from you shyly.

“It’s three inches tall actually,” You said with a grin.

Eddie's dark eyes flicked to you with surprise.

“Dustin insisted on measuring me,” You shrugged. “I actually didn’t know giants had so many forms of measurements,” You said.

You scratched the back of your neck and laughed at yourself. The memories of Dustin explaining different “metric” systems to you exploded your brain. It was another reminder this world wasn’t made for you, it was just too damn big.

“How much do you know about… giant stuff?” He asked.

He seemed amused now and less scared of you running off.

“I mean, I’ve recently learned how your electronics work,” You said with air quotes around “electronics”.

The word didn’t roll off your tongue that well but you tried anyhow. You were quite eager to learn the functions of a toaster or television up close. Dustin was happy to teach you of course as well, but the moment Steve discovered you he disapproved of your excitement for “dangerous” things.

You continued to ramble about anything that came to mind. Eddie would comment or nod his head for you to go on. Eventually it turned to you describing the world from your eyes. You didn’t touch on your life in the walls but you continued.

Eddie shifted in his seat and now loomed over you. You actually had to catch your breath from how much you spoke. You hadn’t had someone to listen to you for so long, engaged and encouraging. The shadow over your gave you chills and Eddie’s eyes looked black from the lack of sun. Though his eyes twinkled with a kindness and softness you weren’t expecting.

You stood up looking up at him. Neck craned up to meet his face. His knuckle rested under his chin with eyes down on you. Your heartbeat rose and your face felt hot all of a sudden.

Though the gazes were lost when there was banging outside of the van. You immediately jumped and looked around for the best exit. Habits die hard you supposed.

Eddie watched you frantically look for a safe spot to hide. He frowned at your panicked state and got up. You did find a spot behind a tissue just in case.

When Eddie opened the door he was baffled to say the least. You heard your name be called out by none other than Steve. A breath of relief escaped your lips.

He was loud and upset as he shoved passed Eddie. The brunette continued to call your name while Eddie tried to calm him down. Assure him that you were okay, but that didn’t do it for Steve.

It wasn’t until he saw you on the scratched up wooden table that he dropped to his knees. His face being the only thing in your vision. Immediately bombarded with questions if you were okay, and after minutes assuring you were okay he seemed at ease.

Steve then put his hand behind your and scooped you up. Warmth enveloped your body as your stomach flipped. His thumb gently pressed on the left side of your face.

“Oh my god, Steve,” You huffed.

He was still making sure you were okay. You couldn’t help but smile at him being careful. Him cradling you in his hand had become routine. Of course he usually asked but when he was in a panic he couldn’t help it.

“Ouch, I’m not crazy Harrington,” Eddie said from behind him.

You looked behind Steve’s shoulder to see Eddie fiddling with his rings again. Steve turned around and his shoulders dropped.

“Sorry, just wish Dustin told me what he was planning. The kid is doing whatever he wants these days,” He said in response.

“Oh trust me I know,” Eddie said and crossed his arms over his chest.

“It’s an attitude problem,” You chimed in.

…

a/n

i didn’t know how to end this so oh well lmfao

psst— here is more

[stars-are-just-ghosts]

I heard you wanted Harrisco prompts so I immediately popped on over (your stuff is so good btw instant follow!) Harry, Cisco, and oopsie we're new dads (again in Harry's case) (temporary or not and animal or human lol)

Oooh, this is a good prompt! Challenge accepted! (Also, thank you so much for reading my stuff. It makes my little nerd heart so happy. -snugs-) This one's for you!

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"Why... won't... you... bend... your... knee?!" Cisco flopped back onto his feet, throwing his hands up with an expression of pure exasperation, the wiggling baby boy on the floor letting out a squeak as he kicked his chunky little legs in defiance to every attempt Ramon had made thus far to clothe the little menace. Cisco had managed to get the upper part of the footy pajamas on, but the bottom half? Well, that was a whole different battle. One that Harry was enjoying every moment of. "Nu-uh, don't you look happy about this." Cisco pointed directly at him.

"You're the one who didn't want help." Harry put his hands up in a placating gesture. "You said, and I quote, 'If you can do it, I sure as hell can.'" He dropped his hands back to his lap. He was sitting on the floor with them, back to the wall, legs out straight. "But that was also," he glanced at his watch, "Seven minutes ago." He watched Ramon's eyes narrow and his lips set in a straight line. "I think he's won this round."

"Fine, you do it, then." Cisco grit out, reaching forward and instantly changing his expression to soft and calm as he scooped the four-month-old up, scooting forward on his knees, then shifting so he was sitting side by side with Harry. He handed him over. Then crossed his arms and watched with a rather adorable pout on his face. Harry chuckled at him before laying Jasper down on his thighs.

"Alright, you monster," He said softly, and the boy blinked at him, chewing on one of his own fists, making his fingers nice and slimy. "Let's show Papa how it's done, hm?" He deftly pulled at the cloth of the pajamas, gently grabbing Jasper's leg around the knee, and turning his leg just enough that it popped right into the pajama leg the moment he kicked. He followed the process with the second, and zipped up the pajama right after. Then picked up the squirming pile of cuteness with both hands, holding him straight up in the air and bringing him down quickly enough to hear him giggle before tucking him close to his chest.

When Harry looked at his husband, he didn't see what he thought he'd see. Which, given the track record with footy pajamas, should have been a rather flabbergasted expression. Instead, Cisco looked... impossibly fond. Without a word, he reached forward and gripped the back of Harry's neck, tugging him and sealing their mouths warmly together.

"I love you." Ramon said right after, letting him go just enough to see his eyes. Harry smiled knowingly.

"You love that I know how to put pajamas on an infant."

"That, too. And don't forget your ability to manage diaper explosions, and four a.m. feedings, and when he gets his hands stuck in my hair..." Cisco paused, then furrowed his brows a little. "What skills exactly am I bringing to this parenting thing? Cause..." He shook his head a little, dropping his hand down to Jasper's head with a soft sigh. "I knew this would be hard, but I didn't know it would all be this hard. I'm not good at any of it."

They'd decided to adopt Jasper two weeks ago. His parents had died during a meta attack. It was Ramon who'd ended up saving the little redheaded bundle of cuteness. But with no other family to take him except for a grandmother who was too sick to even take care of herself, the baby would have gone into the system. It was also Ramon, consequently, who'd decided that couldn't happen.

Harry and Cisco had only been married for about one month at that point. And they hadn't ever talked about kids. Harry had raised his daughter, and having any more children was the farthest thing from his mind. And with the sort of life they lived and the daily mayhem, maybe they'd both thought it was the worst kind of life to raise a child in. But the moment Harry had seen Cisco holding that baby... well... it was interesting how quickly someone's worldview could change in a heartbeat.

"Ramon," Harry said softly, then shifted Jasper around to stand. He brought the boy over to his crib, gently depositing him inside and handing him a teether before turning to look at his still sitting and quietly saddened husband. He wandered back over to him, holding both hands out for him to take. Ramon let him hoist him to his feet, and then melted into his arms wordlessly, nuzzling his face into Harry's throat for the contact. Harry rested his cheek on top of his head. And they stayed like that for a long moment.

"When we found out we were going to have Jesse," Harry began softly, "I was a disaster. I read every book I could get my hands on, and even consulted top pediatricians on the what and how and when of child-rearing. But when she was born, none of that mattered. No one is ever fully prepared, and no one knows instinctively how to hold or soothe or dress a baby." He lifted his head, watching Cisco look up at him. "Tess was a natural, but she'd helped raise her little sister. So she had a leg up on me in just about every way. Then, one day, she went out for a much-needed break. Took the whole day, and I was happy to let her. But I was also terrified."

"You were?" Cisco furrowed his brows a little, glancing over at Jasper, then back to Harry.

"Absolutely. I'd never been alone with Jesse before. Or any baby, for that matter. And the result was that day turning into an absolute disaster." He smiled a little, watching the confusion play out on Cisco's face. "For whatever reason, nothing I did made Jesse happy. All she did was cry. It didn't matter if I picked her up, put her down, changed her, fed her, she just... didn't want anything from me. Or so I thought. I'm not ashamed to say that at one point, we were both laying on the floor of her bedroom and crying. In fact, we cried ourselves to sleep."

"I can actually picture that." Cisco said, but not in a ridiculing way. It was more like he could see himself doing the same thing.

"I woke up to the room completely quiet, and Jesse was sucking her thumb, staring at me with her big green eyes. She was calm and content. She even smiled at me. And I remember thinking... we're going to be okay. I figured everything out, bit by bit, after that. Sometimes, she just needed to be difficult, and sometimes I just needed to be useless." He shifted his arms around Cisco slightly, bringing a hand up to card through his hair. Ramon blinked at him softly. "You are doing amazing, sweetheart. I promise you. You don't see what I do."

"What do you see?" He asked softly, staring at him so intently, eyes sparkling and waiting. Harry smiled and leaned in, kissing him soothingly for a long moment before answering.

"I see that you chose to change your entire way of life to give that little boy everything he needs to grow up. I see that you never stop trying, and you're always willing to learn and admit that you don't have all the answers. I see that you're a damn good father, because you already love that boy. And that's everything." Harry nodded for emphasis, "You're everything. To both of us." He nodded in Jasper's direction, the baby letting out a sound as if in response.

Cisco's smile was instant and rewarding. He kissed Harry, then. Full, deep, steady. Then left their foreheads pressed together.

"Thank you, Harry." He whispered, but then pulled back, pointing at him. "But I'm never doing footy pajamas again. That's on you." He poked Harry in the chest, and they both chuckled.

They say having a baby changes everything. And it certainly does. But change, no matter how difficult and no matter how steep the learning curve, isn't always bad.

That night, after Harry had finished washing the dishes, he found Cisco and Jasper both fast asleep in the rocking chair in the nursery. They both looked peaceful, Cisco's arms tucked around the infant safely, and Jasper's little hand curled into Cisco's hair like he almost always did when Ramon was holding him.

It was a sight that made Harry's heart damn near implode out of his chest.

No, he hadn't ever thought he'd want more children. But now that they had Jasper, he couldn't imagine life any other way. And he had Ramon to thank for it. In fact, he had Ramon to thank for all of his happiness. And as he shut off the light and quietly left the room, he made a silent promise to buy some snap-button pajamas instead of zipper ones for Jasper, to make things a little easier on Cisco. And he momentarily wondered if he could find some Ramon-sized ones to match...

[a-mag-a-day]

MAG 22 (my beloved!) - still dying my hair

I was immediately "Oh, Martin sounds so nice! The voice fits so well!"

We now know again, where in the timeline we're at! 12th of March 2016! Which was, btw, a Saturday, lol! Yeah yeah, I know, it's a different universe, maybe they started their calendars a day off XD And I don't think, there is any way to tell, how many statements per month or something Jon got through. I really don't think that there was like a pile and every 10th statement is a real one. Sometimes he may have gotten through 2 a week and then 3 weeks nothing. I don't think there is any pattern or regularity to it. Not at this point at least. I can get behind that for S4 maybe…

"and you can vouch for the soundness of my mind, can’t you?" [beat] "That is beside the point." - Jon, you fucking asshole xD

"I like spiders." - Of course you do^^

"with a faint cracking sound, like stepping on an eggshell" - vs. a quote from MAG 6 "The closest I could come would be to say it sounded like… an egg being dropped onto a stone floor"

"I’m not exactly the smallest guy in the world, I know" - and I wanna concentrate on the "I know", he sounds so self-aware of this body type there but so dismissive at the same time. Like enough people already have pointed it out to him and he so fed up about it by now… God, I can imagine! I would very much like to use this bullet point to remind people that there is no one-single-absolute way to be fat and if you don't like someone's style then pls just block the user and move on.

"I swear the edges seemed to move. It was like a… like a, like an undulation, like, like they were being shifted by something." - Shifted by wriggling worms?

"I was heading home when I got to thinking, and I was worried I hadn’t really done enough investigation for you" - This is so painful. To think that Martin probably heard what Jon said about him in MAG 14 (like Jon won't want anyone get chopped up but he didn't care enough for Martin if it were to happened to him… And "useless ass") and then Martin also probably felt bad for declining to research anything on the Laura Popham, MAG 15, case… He's probably just going through the motions of wanting to prove himself (thanks Martin's mother!) and he really wanted to prove himself to Jon there (and he probably also didn't want to get fired) with the Vittery case and paid a very high price for that.

"I just wanted to take a picture of the thing. To prove to you that it happened – you’re always so quick to dismiss these statements and I wanted proof for you." - Awwww…

"That thing jumped literally 6 feet through the air at my face." - I know a lot of people use this when wanting to find out how tall Martin is, but I don't think that word can be taken so seriously. We don't know anything about by what measurements he goes. Does he mean the literal diagonal leap? But we don't now how far he was from the worm? Does he just mean the horizontal distance that lay between him and the worm? Or does he mean the vertical, like how high the worm had do jump to reach his face. Would you, when describing the vertical, just say your height as in top of your head or would you cut down a few centimeters to your face? Would you use the lowest point of your face then, so your chin, or the middle, like your nose, or…?

What is it with canned peaches and podcasts?

"I… like my job. Most of the time." - I already said that I had a boss like Jon for about 6 years and I feel this statement right there very much… I like my job. I just don't like having a target painted on my back for every shit my boss could possibly throw at me.

Jon is still so hard to read for me at this point. He obviously does care here but he remains so composed, he doesn't drop his facade of poshness, not even for a moment. But given his history with Mr. Spider, he feel probably a lot of that guilt bubbling up.

So my thought to this episode in general was: Finally shit's going doooooown!!!

This was the episode that did it for me. After that I couldn't stop thinking about TMA and really genuinely wanted to know what happens next. I really like Prentiss, I also really liked MAG 6, so it's no wonder that the next episode that was about the worms got me hooked. I guess you could say, they were… hookworms!!! (Also Martin, Martin is best! I was on Martin's side from the start. Always have been.)

Stuff is happening in the archives now!

[academiawho]

Hi!! wow okayy I really want to get some neet guidance from you. I'm in 11th right now will be giving neet in 2025. The field that I'm choosing later on is Veterinary.

so uh I've had some 720 marks test, and I have only scored like in the range of 390-400/720 (ik these are really the worst marks) and after the paper I get my mistakes reviewed from my teachers but again in the next exam my score is the same or just a couple marks above or below.

Now I really want to keep a consistent score, and I want to have that burning passion (which I don't) and stubbornness to study which I don't )

Can you give some guidance on how you studied in 11th and did you face issues like this? btw, my zoology professor once was just having a deep conversation over this scores and all, and he said that not all the time you might score what you wanted to score, there will be times when you'll fall back the stairs. But you can slowly climb back on them. It's exactly like the quote success doesn't happen overnight. It takes time and patience.

Uh anyways, you can ignore all of that. I just wanted to ask you how you used to manage your studies and the entire day and how did you prep for it during 11th?

Thank you in advance! <3

Hey, thank you for trusting me with this information, and thank you for waiting for *checks watch* *sees that eons have passed by till I answered* such a short time

I'm not aware of the depth of your passion for Veterinary Sciences, but I believe that it wouldn't hurt to keep options open.

The Round One cutoff for All India Counselling this year saw BVSc close at AIR 1,13,272 in case you wanted that information.

As for the mock tests, the marks, while not being downright horrible, aren't quite fully descent either. But what was the test syllabus, you failed to mention... Starting out at that score is but a stepping stone and you can progress from that with the right motivation.

I think more than a consistent score, one at your stage in preparation should focus on consistent concept-learning. Keep practising concepts, chapters, cover your NCERT thoroughly and keep writing tests at regular intervals after you feel like you've completed a particular portion of the syllabus that you can be tested on.

When I was in 11th, covid had just hit and I had just changed education boards and schools so it was all new to me. I wasn't aware of the importance of NCERT, especially for biology so I roughed it through 11th. But in 12th and my first gap year, it really sunk in and I marked up my NCERT, attended my online lectures and made sure I was clarifying concepts which I was poor in.

My advice for zoology is: NCERT is the best source of information you will find, but its format is often confusing. If your coaching offers any mindmaps of NCERT, I suggest you use those to revise. But each and every line of NCERT is important (for human physiology ESPECIALLY) so find a way to keep reading it. However casually you can read it, how many ever times you can set eyes on it, how many ever questions you can make out of the lines.... It's all on how you utilise the material provided to you.

(and maybe, start out with small, non-720 marks tests first, like little unit tests, quizzes or polls first)

Hope you have a nice day, wishing you a rise in your marks graph. If you need any more advice or talks about neet or anything else, I'm always here to lend a ear💛