#nodding along yes

[buggachat]

remember when miraculous ladybug finally decided to do an "adrien hangs out with The Guys" episode, like how we get scenes of marinette hanging out with The Girls all the time, but i guess the writers decided that the only way adrien would fit in an environment with a bunch of guys was if they were in a gay night club, and the night club was adrien's bedroom, and they were throwing around rainbow glitter and kissing each other and blasting The Village People so loud that it almost killed his already dead mother and

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

I think my absolute favorite thing about Stede Bonnet is you can love him so so much, and be rooting for him, and sympathize so deeply with his feelings of inadequacy and be cheering him on to learn and grow and get better -

And at the same time, pretty much every time someone tries to kill him, you're just like "oof yeah. He deserves that"

[somegrumpynerd]

(Narrator voice) It was not how everyone felt

[scintillyyy]

LOVE when i see tags that point me in the exact direction that i want btw. dc scott peterson u are a unit, and a credit to ur name. behold. a version of the dc batbible.

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(putting more under the cut for my reference)

[aurevell]

Thanks to @teenwerewoofs for inspiring the fic idea! The only downside is that my turnaround time for writing is apparently 1.5 years <3

The Long Game Steter | 17k | T

“Okay, Peter, it’s you and me, bud,” he jokes. “Fine,” Peter replies at once. “Huh. That was…fast. You got no objections to walking me down the aisle, creeperwolf?” “Why not?” Peter gives a lazy shrug, like he really could not care less about this stupid joke. He lays his head back down and closes his eyes. Right back to feigning his little nap. “See you in eight years.” Mostly as a joke, Stiles arranges a marriage pact with Peter. The only thing is, he can’t stop thinking about it after.

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[angel-archivist]

It's so interesting and so exceedingly frustrating how agab is being utilized now within the queer community as a way to isolate and sort nonbinary and genderqueer folks into binary boxes that determine their moral purity levels, and their authority to do and write and exist.

The way nonbinary writers are being put under accusation of fetishizing gay men while their AGAB is continually brought up in a way that feels like queer-space-approved misgendering.

The way feminist circles that are supposedly trans-inclusive will use the word AFAB in a way that implicitly but intentionally isolates nonbinary people who aren't AFAB from joining. It's for women*.

The way the language is already flawed and leaves out intersex folks from the conversations while focusing on a binary of sex that isn't truthful.

The constant obsessing over whether someone is AFAB or AMAB and whether or not that gives them the privilege to join, do, write, or be present in certain spaces really really concerns me. How are we supposed to dismantle a binary system of gender if we can't even move past forcibly assigning and focusing on people's genders assigned at birth?

[moonlightmagical]

see, dice ruining your life is simply an accurate representation of what dnd is. tmagp 9 got it right on the money.

[y-rhywbeth2]

I love the dramatic irony when talking to everyone after the Elminster reveal.

One of the two most sensible and self-aware people in the party right now is Astarion - that's where we are right now! Because when he points out that sacrificing yourself is a waste of life and a rather severe demand to make he wouldn't actually do that. He's got the opposite problem. Lae'zel and Shadowheart make the same points, but they'd be willing to tear themselves apart for Vlaakith/Shar (because obliviously that's different).

Wyll says you should have faith in yourself and not destroy yourself for the love and forgiveness of a demanding authority figure. Sir, we need to talk about your asshole of a father and certain infernal pacts.

My Durge is just over here taking notes on how one can apologise to their god and save their friends in one easy step!

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to the Darkhold Diaries: Day 555

Wanda: “What are you making there?”

Y/N: “A collage”

Agatha: “…of Wanda’s and I’s various mug shots?”

Y/N, nodding: “There are so many to chose from! I wanted to compile them in the scrapbook for memories sake.” *points* “I like this one because Wanda’s eyes are red and scream impending doom”

Wanda: “I don’t know whether to be flattered or disappointed”

Y/N, sighing: “One day maybe I’ll have one of my own to add to the collage”

Wanda: “NO”

[actualjenna]

those yazon guys have a good thing going

[good-beanswrites]

Hi Beans, I’m finally here. Diluting the sad with fun and very OOC.

I don’t really have a lot of ideas about what to write, but I remembered that I shared my idea of Es with the chivalrous Argenti's personality. So. AU in a vacuum (maybe an actors AU, maybe not), where Es thought that it would be funny to surprise the prisoners with the behavior of a knight(maybe Jackalope came up with that idea, maybe just strange sense of humor). What about the prisoners' reactions? (gallantry and compliments to plants attached) I think Mahiru would have joined the drive even if she didn’t really understand what happened. Fuuta would probably say "ugh, cringe" and that would make him a great target for the rest of the day.

YESS ahahaha, this is such a fun idea! I wrote a little scene with a few characters, but honestly it's hysterical picturing any of them trying to figure out how to react to this new and sparkling Es... I went for a version where not even Jackalope was prepared, but I can certainly see him suggesting something crazy like that to shake things up omg. Thank you so much for the request! The original meme was made by Mug, and I couldn't help but do a doodle myself ✨🌹

Amane was the first to witness it. She fled as soon as possible, finding sanctuary in the common room. The others were surprised as she stumbled in, face pale and eyes wide. Very little could frighten the girl; it was not a good sign.

Yuno moved to comfort her. “What’s wrong?” 

Her eyes went distant with the harrowing memory. “It’s Es,” was all she said. 

“Did they do something cruel?”

“No. Worse.” Amane shivered. “They were… nice.”

“They were what?”

Amane opened her mouth, but paused at the sound of heels clicking down the hallway. 

She stiffened. “If you need me you can find me in my cell.” She disappeared as quickly as she came. The others, who had been listening in on the odd conversation, gaped after her. They tried to piece together what had been so unsettling. Still, Es’ boots approached. 

All eyes landed on the doorway. 

And Es appeared. They looked very normal. Jackalope hopped up behind them. All shoulders sagged in relief. Es surveyed the room, slightly surprised to find everyone staring. 

Then, they smiled. 

It was a genuine, bright smile. The blue-gray of their eyes sparkled with a new light. Their lips parted to release a lighthearted laugh, unlike anything the prisoners had heard from them before.

They glided through the room, heels clicking lightly behind them until they came to Muu. The others stood frozen in place.

Es swept their cape aside with a grand flourish of their arm. They held both her hand and her gaze with warmth.

“Why, hello, Muu! You’re looking as positively lovely as always. Has this fine morning treated you well?”

“Um…” She looked to everyone, her face pleading for a little guidance. They were too busy looking eagerly to her in astonishment. “Uh… yes?”

“I’m pleased to hear it.” They reached behind themself. The room let out a soft gasp as they produced a pale pink flower from underneath their cape.

“For you, my dear.”

They didn’t wait for her to finish stuttering a confused ‘thank you’ before they turned to whoever was standing closest. Mahiru’s own face lit up as Es turned their glimmering gaze her way. Fuuta scoffed, muttering something about this being the lamest, cringiest thing he’d witnessed. Es pretended not to hear.

“Shiina Mahiru… a smile like yours is rare to find in a place like this. I thank you for it.” They pinched their chin and angled their head, thinking. “The meaning of your name has to do with light, correct?” 

She nodded, unable to keep the giddiness from her face. The others watched as Es moved their glove behind once more. Surely there was no room for any more flowers hidden there…

Surely they were all mistaken – Es flicked their wrist to present a small gathering of yellow blooms.

“Something radiant for someone as bright as you.”

She fell over herself with gratitude and giggles. She tried to tuck it into her hair, and Mikoto stepped over to help her. The pair raised their eyebrows at each other in disbelief. 

This time, Es retrieved their gift before turning to their next victim. A classic red rose. They caught a prisoner’s gaze. 

“Oh, no. Nope. No way.” Fuuta held up his hands, as if it could ward them off. “I don’t want your stupid-ass flowers.” 

“Now, now, I see you’re playing hard to get, as usual.” They brushed their thumb along the thorny stem. “You know, the rose has a very similar approach.”

Fuuta’s face now matched the flower’s color. “Wha–” He stumbled backward, then took off running to the door. “I don’t know what weird mind games you’re trying to pull, but I’m staying out of it!” 

Es only clicked their tongue gently when he disappeared. “Always making things difficult, that one. All part of his charm, I suppose.” 

They followed to the entrance. Turning briefly, they flashed their smile once more.“It was wonderful to see you all! I will await our next meeting eagerly.” 

With a fluttery wave, they vanished. 

Everyone’s attention shot to Jackalope, who had paused in the doorway. No one could understand his voice, but his little rabbit face seemed to say, Hey, don't look at me. I have no fucking idea.

[fitpacs]

Ok so. Hypothetically.

Pac would ABSOLUTELY be ecstatic at serving all of his remaining limbs to Fit on a silver platter,

But FIT would not. No matter what situation, I'm betting Fit wouldn't (cannibalistically) eat his boyfriend. Remember when they were in Purgatory and they got each other as the bounty? Pac was TOTALLY down for them to kill each other (gayass) but Fit said they should promise not to kill each other (also gayass)

Two different flavors of Gayass.

Fit shows his love in very different ways, I think he likes separating the violence in his past and his nature from his family, so all violent forms of love are a no-go.

It means more for a violent person to be completely non-violent towards someone else, you know? (And yes, Fit thinks of himself as a violent person) it's a different kind of extreme.

They would both go to extremes for each other.

(IS THIS ANYTHING. AM I MAKING SENSE. I DON'T KNOW)

‘two different flavours of gayass’ describes fitpac perfectly

[campbyler]

hi! i just read your post about struggling with the manual car (which is completely reasonable lol)

i happen to be a person who can indeed drive a manual! (my dad is still teaching me so i am no expert but i have driven our car many times and watched my dad drive it since i was wayyy younger)

and you can completely ignore this ask but here's what i have learnt in my time driving!

a manual has three pedals: clutch, break, accelerate, in that order from left to right (where i am from, atleast)

there are six gears, 1 through 5 and reverse.

clutch breaks the engine from the wheelers so you can shift gears and stop the car without damaging the system and the other two are obviously, to stop the car and accelerate the car

to start, you need to turn the key while PRESSING CLUTCH and NEUTRAL GEAR so the car doesn't run off lmao

then you shift the gear to 1 and VERY SLOWLY release the clutch. if you do it too fast, the engine will turn off and you gotta start over (i struggled with this a lot lol)

the car will start out at a very slow speed and you can try driving and stopping the car

to stop, start pressing the clutch and SLOWLY pressing on the breaks. make sure that by the time the car has stopped, the clutch is floored. you can also floor the clutch then slowly apply breaks

when you have the hang of it, you can try gearing up and down

to gear up, maintain a speed of (gear number + 1) times 10 kmh. so to gear up from first to second you need a speed of 20 kmh

to shift gear, floor the clutch and use the stick to change gear and IMMEDIATELY release clutch, no need to release slowly here like you had to while starting up. same to gear down

and voíla! you now know how to, in theory, drive a manual! tada!

also, for the fic, just keep in mind that the speed of the car when someone else is driving and when you are driving is COMPLETELY different

my dad could easily drive in 4th gear where he takes me to train and i would feel nothing, but for me, 2nd gear is still pretty fast when i'm driving!

these are the basics of driving but the driving STYLE can vary vastly.

hope this helps ily!!

anon this was genuinely so helpful i am kissing you on the mouth

[bestworstcase]

perk of knowing anything about history is it becomes really, really funny whenever people refer to pyrrha as a spartan

[kiriona-apologist]

i'm gonna start replying to people who say 11 is their favorite doctor with "oh the writing wasn't very good but matt smith did the best he could in the role" because i am tired of pretending i liked almost any of his seasons

it's what i have to hear about 13 all the time and i'm sick to the gills of it. sick of it i say!

[lemurblog]

Genuinely forgot that Dave is an octopus disguised as a man and not a man disguised as an octopus. some…..how