#parrot os

[ilikemartletfromuty]

Brooooo

Parrot OS looks really nice

Kali linux but not completely ass to use???? Yes please

[adimuto]

My favorite function in Google Apps Script .

[sunburstsbeard]

Parrot Security OS themed stimboard.

X x X | X x X | X x X

Parrot does have a home edition, but I've only encountered its security edition. I love its UI. It's like Kali but pretty and actually viable for daily driving. The terminal comes in the colors of a scarlet macaw. Really cool.

[xeneric-shrooms]

Since my Minecraft deleted all my world data I'll post all my screenshots from my building world 'drik' (i tend to name my world's random things, it's better than the default)

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↑↑Second build I made on the world, quite proud of it

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↑↑Actual first build I did but unfortunately never got screenshots of exterior

[comptiavietnam]

So sánh Kali Linux vs Parrot OS : Bản phân phối Pentesting nào là tốt nhất cho các Hacker Mũ Xám ?

Nếu Bạn đang tìm hiểu và chọn bản phân phối Linux tập trung vào bảo mật hoặc ethical hack thì  Kali Linux và Parrot OS là hai trong số các bản phân phối Linux tốt nhất được thiết kế cho mục đích này. Cả hai đều miễn phí và đi kèm với một lượng lớn phần mềm được cài đặt sẵn dành cho chuyên gia bảo mật, nhưng bạn có biết sự khác biệt giữa chúng không? Nguồn / Bài viết này sẽ tìm hiểu hai phiên bản…

[demofoods]

Parrot os raspberry pi 3

The -j8 option downloads 8 packages in parallel.

The command will take a few minutes to download all of the core ROS packages into the src folder. This will add all of the catkin or wet packages in the given variant and then fetch the sources into the ~/ros_catkin_ws/src directory. $ wstool init src kinetic-desktop-wet.rosinstall

$ rosinstall_generator desktop -rosdistro kinetic -deps -wet-only -tar > kinetic-desktop-wet.rosinstall.

$ wstool init src kinetic-ros_comm-wet.rosinstallĭesktop: ROS, rqt, rviz, and robot-generic libraries

$ rosinstall_generator ros_comm -rosdistro kinetic -deps -wet-only -tar > kinetic-ros_comm-wet.rosinstall.

ROS-Comm: (recommended) ROS package, build, and communication libraries. Select the wstool command for the particular variant you want to install:

Next we will want to fetch the core packages so we can build them. In order to build the core packages, you will need a catkin workspace. Now, we will download and build ROS Kinetic. $ sudo apt-get install -y python-rosdep python-rosinstall-generator python-wstool python-rosinstall build-essential cmake Now, make sure your Debian package index is up-to-date: $ sudo sh -c 'echo "deb $(lsb_release -sc) main" > /etc/apt//ros-latest.list' Note: Instructions are same as Jessie unless mentioned otherwise Note: Instructions are similar to Jessie, but you must first install dirmngr: The download page for current images of Raspbian is. These instructions assume that Raspbian is being used as the OS on the Raspberry Pi. Note: If you're using the Raspberry Pi 2 or 3 it is faster and easier to use the standard ARM installation instructions here.Īn SD Card Image with Ubuntu 16.04 and ROS Kinetic installed for Rapsberry Pi 3 can be downloaded here:

[caustic-light]

We really gotta realize on a large scale that the “brain is finished developing at 25″ is not just a misconception, it’s a deliberate lie that is being spread to attack young people, take their rights away and justify the abuse they are constantly targeted by as a feature of our society, not a bug. And to see queer people parrot this bullshit to win internet arguments with 16y/os while it’s being used to make hrt illegal for people under 25 is, and I don’t say this lightly, nazbols trying to pass as leftists levels of intellectual dishonesty.

[britany1997]

What pets the Lost Boys would have

(Not my gifs)

David:

• A cat. Definitely

• David is already basically a cat

• He doesn’t like people, he DOES like eating, he’s grumpy when he wakes up, he’s low key mean and standoffish but if he likes someone he REALLY likes them

• A lot of people headcanon he calls his S/Os “kitten”

• A cat is perfect for him:)

• He gets a black cat for the aesthetic™️

• He would be chill with any kind of cat tho low key

• His cat isn’t super clingy or jumpy which he appreciates

• But sometimes, while the boys are gone, they take naps together:)

• He sits in his wheelchair, his cat jumps on his lap and they both fall asleep

• If anyone brings it up/catches him he denies it vehemently

• He’s got a reputation to protect

• But that cat has his whole heart

Dwayne:

•Dwayne just gives me dog person vibes

• He’d have a big dog like a Saint Bernard or a Doberman or something

• He’s already the dad daddy of the group so you know he takes care of his dog

• Takes it on walks, feeds it all natural food without added preservatives, gets steals it super expensive dog toys etcetera etcetera…

•Dwayne finds a dog park that’s open late and he brings it and Laddie

• Sometimes Star comes too:)

• He likes to play frisbee with his dog on the beach

• He has a bunch of pictures of his dog: at the cave, in cute little doggie clothes, of the both of them, one where Dwayne just put it on his skateboard and snapped a pic he has that one framed but don’t tell anyone he gets embarrassed

• Dwayne is intimidating but he’s a softy at heart. He loves his dog like his son🥺 (second son cause Laddie)

Paul:

• Ok so EVERYONE always says that Paul is a golden retriever and I completely agree

• And don’t get me wrong this man wants a dog SO BAD

• But the boys don’t trust him with the responsibility of owning a dog rightly so

• He gets distracted sometimes:(

• But he really REALLY wants a pet like everyone else

• They get him a goldfish:)

• David feeds it and complains

• Paul loves it

• Sometimes when they wake up at night, he’s talking to the goldfish

• They’re besties:)

• His fish dies every 6 or so months but Dwayne always replaces it before Paul sees

• He’s had “the same goldfish” for 10 years now

• Dwayne is worried Paul will notice

• He won’t:)

Marko:

• Marko has a bunch of pigeons as pets canonically.

• Obviously he has names for all of them and he low key gets mad when the boys can’t remember their names

• In addition to the pigeons, I think he would also have a parrot

• Marko would adore a parrot’s brightly colored feathers, they match his vibe

• He would also enjoy a pet that talks

• He teaches it cuss words >:)

• This REALLY pisses Dwayne off because this is how Laddie learns most profanities (oops)

• So he teaches the parrot curses in Italian >:)

• He also uses the parrot to freak Paul out

• He trains it to hide in small dark corners of the cave and call Paul’s name.

• Paul thinks the cave is haunted

• Marko thinks it’s hilarious

All in all, the boys love their pets:)

[matthewtkachuk]

nothing kills you slower than letting someone go - matthew tkachuk

Your first Christmas in Calgary without Matthew proves to be more dramatic than you’d imagined

pairing: matthew tkachuk x reader

warnings: angst angst angst, a shitty breakup, shitting on the calgary transit system and also the weather, tumblr user matthewtkachuk finally taking on the matthew tkachuk florida trade

word count: 3.1k

happy (early) birthday c, i love you so so so so sos ososos os much you deserve the absolute fucking world and i would kill anyone for you, all you have to do is ask. big thank u to @antoineroussel as always for proofreading, even if i decline her changes 50% of the time.

@ryngrvs bingo spaces used: exes to lovers, "you're killing me", argument scene, unresolved angst, forced proximity

“You’re killing me.”

It’s spoken by the head of curls poking out from beneath the cream duvet that may or may not be attached to your boyfriend. He’s enjoying the perks of a rare day off, while you’re stumbling around the bright room getting ready for work at the ass crack of dawn. 

“I’m sorry, Matty, I’ll turn the light off as soon as I finish getting dressed.” 

“Or you could stop getting dressed and come back to bed,” is his muffled reply. He stretches with a loud groan, peeking out at you from beneath the covers for a moment before dramatically squeezing his eyes shut and covering his head once more. 

“Would that I could, baby. Would that I could,” you tell him, tossing on a shirt from your large walk-in closet and finally, mercifully, turning off the light. It’s a short walk back over to the bed where you unceremoniously yank the covers away in order to give him a short but sweet kiss goodbye. “Love you, see you later.” 

His responding ‘I love you’ sounds more like a promise than a parroting of your own words back at you. 

Life in Calgary is good, perfect even one might say. Just you, Matty, a cute apartment with a good view—what more could a girl ask for? Except for maybe a milder winter and a physical confirmation and representation of the future you think you’re heading toward. 

Six months later, at his brother’s engagement party, Matt is traded to the opposite side of the continent  and you’re moving into the spare bedroom of your friend’s apartment. Your view? The brick of the building next door and the shambles of a life you’d no longer get to lead. 

-

Calgary’s always been cold, but it’s even colder without Matthew to warm your bed or your apartment or your life. Apparently the mid-December cold snap has temperatures dropping below that of even the North and South Poles. Once upon a time that would mean extended mornings together in bed, warm and cozy under covers until you would successfully guilt trip him into giving you a ride to work. 

These days you have to wake up a full hour earlier than you used to in order to take the notoriously unreliable Calgary transit system, shivering in the uncovered bus shelter while you wait and wait and wait for a bus that may never come, and cursing your manager for being the ultimate boomer, afraid of letting his staff work from home.

It’s one of those days when your bus is a full half an hour late and the windchill could best be described as ‘fucking cold’ when you get an unexpected text message. 

Busy?

It’s Annika, Elias’s newly minted fiance if instagram is to be believed, and one of the girls you had been closest to when you’d existed within the stratosphere that was the Calgary Flames. It’s unexpected but not unwelcome or unrealistic, seeing as she’s checked on you here and there in the months since your split.

No, but yes and also kind of in a pickle...

Ten minutes later, there’s still no sign of your bus, but a different mode of transportation presents itself in your old friend behind the wheel of an SUV.

Your shoulders are shivering and your teeth are chattering and you’re 99% sure your lips are blue when you catch a glimpse of yourself in the window reflection before climbing in.

“You’re an absolute lifesaver Ann,” you gush the moment you’re situated in the passenger seat, pleasantly surprised when the seat warmer is already warm and toasty beneath your ass.

“What are friends for, right?” she gleefully replies, signaling before turning back onto the icy street. 

Christmas music plays lightly through the car radio, filling the silences between the two of you catching up on the past few months. 

It’s pleasant and warm—so, so incredibly warm thank God—which should have been an indication that a bomb was about to be thrown your way. 

“Come to our Christmas party,” Annika blurts out with a complete and uncharacteristic lack of poise. You’re ready to tell her all about the multitude of ways that’s a bad idea when she continues, “Just listen...”

It takes a lot to convince you that a Christmas Party being hosted at the house she owned with Elias is how you want to spend your valuable free time. Partially it’s the promise of free booze, partially it’s the way your chest aches when you think of all the friends you lost when your relationship went to shit, but mostly it’s the assurance that it’s neither the Official nor Unofficial Flames Christmas party and it won’t be just players and their significant others present. 

That, and the fact that Annika went out of her way to pick you up in the freezing cold at seven thirty in the morning and give you a ride when Calgary Transit had let you down so spectacularly. 

You let her talk and don’t give her an answer until she’s dropping you off in front of work.

“So, will you come?”

“Of course I’ll come, thanks for the ride, Ann.”

The wide smile on her face should make your frozen heart melt a little, but you’re too busy focusing on the dread you feel deep in your stomach.

-

You knew it was going to be a bad day when even your gimmicky weather app told you it was so cold you were better off staying at home.

But you’ve spent enough time sitting at home, staring at your four walls and wishing for a better outcome. Besides, you’re not going to let anyone down, especially not after knowing the pain of the ultimate let down that was Matthew Tkachuk and everything he’d promised you and then failed to deliver. 

The only one you’re impressing is yourself these days, which is your justification for the thirty minute long shower where you let a hair mask soak into your ends and exfoliate your entire body despite being under no pretenses that anyone but you would benefit from it.

And okay maybe the thought of ending up in the background of someone’s Insta story is motivation enough for you to spend that extra bit of time on your hair and makeup, and to choose the jeans that make your ass look great and the shirt that does the same for your tits. It’s a secret that will remain between you and Anastasia Beverly Hills. 

A loud cheer is sounded when you walk through the front door of the Lindholm home after a short Uber ride.

“You and Matthew broke up, not us,” Elias tells you after pulling you in for a big bear hug. It takes everything you have in you to not give into the wobbling of your lower lip at his words. Maybe it wasn’t fair to avoid this world and everything that came with it for fear that it would prevent your broken heart from mending itself piece by piece. These were good people who you cared for and who cared for you in return, people who only had your best interests at heart. 

“I promise I’ll quit hiding in Chrissy’s apartment,” you reply quietly before letting Annika lead you away to introduce you to some of the new faces around the room. 

Ashley Kadri is every bit as glamorous and kind as your friend talked her up to be, and her husband is much of the same, letting you gush about how amazing his cup run with the Avs had been last season. 

You can take the girl out of the hockey relationship, but you can’t take the hockey out of the girl.

It’s all going well and reminding you of how much you used to love being a part of this world when it predictably goes to hell again.

Securing another drink means walking past the front door to head towards the kitchen, and you can’t tell if it’s a good or bad thing that it’s here, away from prying eyes, that you run into the last person you expected to see in Calgary ever again outside of a game situation. 

“What are you doing here?” Matthew asks, stunned by the mere presence of you in his former teammate but forever friend’s home. 

“What am I doing here? Me? What the fuck are you doing here?” you snap back angrily, but even you’re not sure exactly what you mean by ‘here’. Canada? Calgary? Lindy’s entryway? Your fragile, shattered heart?

Torn between bursting into tears and strangling the man in front of you, you’re saved from the decision by Elias appearing out of nowhere with a robust “Chucky!”

Annika’s guilty face behind her fiance tells you Matthew’s arrival is not unwelcome nor unexpected.

“I need a drink,” you whisper quietly, ignoring Annika’s attempts to gain your attention. 

Much like he hadn’t when he left, you don’t spare Matthew a second glance as you leave.

You’re not sure if it’s a cruel twist of fate, or the result of your not-so-kind-hearted friends’ meddling that has you sitting next to Matthew at dinner. He spends most of it trying to get your attention, but you focus on Jacob and talking his and his girlfriend’s ears off about her pregnancy. 

At some point between stuffing your face with mashed potatoes and none-too-gracefully reaching over Matthew to grab seconds to avoid having to engage in conversation with him, his leg brushes yours. The sensation has your skin feeling like it’s on fire through your jeans, and you react accordingly, flinching away like you’ve been burned. 

Later, you’re sat in a circle with a group of Annika’s friends, listening to them drone on and on about some great opportunity that, for some reason you can’t quite put your finger on, has you imagining the shape of a triangle. 

Realizing you’re going to need more alcohol to get through the conversation, you excuse yourself and run right into the very person you’ve been avoiding all night. 

If you were stronger, less heartbroken still, you would look him right in his eyes and dismiss him without much more than a callous, offhanded comment of his name. You’re not, and you are, and so you just stare up at him, feeling as though all of the oxygen in the room has been sucked out. 

He manages to say your name though, and the sound of it is so bittersweet on his tongue. Equal parts sounding like it belongs there, and like it should never be spoken by him again. 

“Can we get out of here? Talk?”

Annika’s friends are staring with far too much interest, not even pretending like they’re not eavesdropping and so you storm away to a much quieter spot down the hallway.

Spinning on him, you say, “I didn’t drive, and I’m not going anywhere with you.”

“Please? I really want to clear the air, and I can’t do it with all of my former teammates breathing down my neck.” He seems sincere enough, even if the very sight of him has your body breaking out into a nervous sweat, and you’re pretty sure you feel the beginning of an allergic hives reaction breaking out along your arms.

“You should have thought of that before you ambushed me at their party.”

“I didn’t know you were going to be here, I promise. Lindy invited me, and I couldn’t just turn him down.” 

You know the feeling well, not wanting to let Annika down was seventy five percent of the reason you were here tonight, too. Something about the way that makes you feel has you agreeing, “Fine.”

“If you really want, we can take separate Ubers,” he offers, and you realize the notion is ridiculous, but you still consider it for half a second before you sigh so deeply you feel it in your bones before rattling off your new address. He looks shocked, and you realize when he opens the app on his phone, the old address is still saved as Home.

“You didn’t think I could afford the condo after you left did you? I can't even afford to live by myself, Matthew,” you snap at him.

“I didn’t realize—“

“Yeah there’s a lot you didn’t realize, Matthew.”

The full name moniker that slips from your mouth slices right through his bravado as he viscerally winces. 

Your ride comes quickly, but the actual ride itself seems to take an entire hour as the blue Toyota Camry with the Flames license plate weaves in and out of traffic. It makes you wonder if the car really belongs to Carl, your Uber driver, as he casually has a conversation with Matthew without any fuss.

Normally, you go out of your way to make others feel appreciated, but you can’t even find it within yourself to thank Carl when he pulls up at your apartment, simply jumping out from the car before it’s even fully parked.

Matthew takes in his surroundings carefully, critically, as he looks at discarded needles on the ground in front of you and the gang sign graffiti a few buildings down from yours. It makes you angry—no, makes you furious—as you watch him judge your surroundings. As if he had any reason to care about where you rested your head at night anymore.

You still don’t say anything though. Just let that anger stew and simmer, bubbling below the surface as you buzz into the lobby and then up the elevator. 

“You wanted to talk? Talk.” You cross your arms and glare at him, impatiently and involuntarily tapping your foot on the cheap laminate flooring.

He looks lost, panicked, like he didn’t think he would even make it this far. “I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t know what to say?” You’re in disbelief, truly. He shows up in your city, at a party you’re at, and demands to speak with you privately at your apartment and he can’t think of a single thing to fucking say to you? “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“I didn’t think it would be like this,” he says, elaborating further when your look of disbelief only grows. “Seeing you again. I didn’t think it would be like this.”

“You made it like this! You left me behind like I was nothing, like we were nothing.”

He winces as the truth leaves your lips. “I know, and I’ve regretted it ever since. From the moment the door shut behind me for the last time, I’ve regretted it.”

“Then why? Why did you do it? Why did you leave me?” The feeling brewing in your chest can’t be pinned down to just one emotion; it’s sadness and anger and hurt, but it’s something else too. Something you can’t put your finger on but it burns like cheap whiskey down your throat. 

“I couldn’t ask you to leave Calgary, everything you have is here.”

That’s it? That’s his excuse? Deciding for the both of you what was important to you, what you would want? 

“I fucking hate Calgary! It’s so fucking cold and it snows all the time and you’re not there anymore!” 

He’s on you in a second, cold hands curved around your jaw and hot mouth on yours. Your back hits the wall, and you think a picture frame falls, but you can’t bring yourself to care. Gripping and pulling him closer, your hands can’t settle on a place, roaming and feeling, re-committing every curve, every sharp edge of his body to memory.

It’s a mess of teeth and tongue, whining and panting and a thrumming need until his mouth breaks free of yours, trailing down your neck.

You come back into yourself then, back into the harsh memory of his packed bags and his back as he walked away from you and everything you had to offer. “Stop…Stop!” You push him off of you. There’s barely any effort put into it on your part, but he flies off of you like you had herculean strength. 

One of his hands is tangled in the hair atop his head, while the fingers of the other are pressed to his lips as if in disbelief. 

“I’m sorry, I-”

“What? It was a mistake? An accident? I don’t want to fucking hear it! What is wrong with you?” It takes everything in your power to keep the tears from falling, though you’re sure your watery gaze betrays you. Your arms are wrapped around you, almost as if you could physically hold your broken pieces together. 

“I’m just sorry,” he replies, resigned in a way you can’t ever quite remember him being. “I’m just sorry and I miss you so fucking much.”

You laugh then, loud and cruel and sharp. “Apology not accepted.”

He says your name, quiet and wounded, almost like a prayer, a plea.

Swallowing the lump in your throat you reply, “You didn’t even ask me to come with you.”

“Would you have?”

“Yes.”

“Would you come with me now?”

“Absolutely not.”

He looks shocked then. Like it’s inconceivable that you’re not willing to drop everything for him, five months after he left you behind without so much as a second glance. Like he thought he could just show up in Calgary, at Elias’ party, like nothing was wrong and you would follow him back like a lost puppy. 

The day after your breakup? Absolutely. The week after? Maybe. But you had five months to learn to be okay without the man standing in front of you, and no shitty apology or burning kiss was going to change that. 

“Calgary may be cold and miserable, but it’s predictable. I know exactly what to expect—fucking cold from October to May, and a little less cold for the rest of the year. You? I have no idea what you’ll do next. And that used to excite me, used to make me think you were just passionate. But now I don’t trust you, and I don’t think I ever could.”

“I’m sorry, I—”

“I think you should go.” When he doesn’t even blink, your mouth twists into a horrible grimace as you lose control of yourself and the floodgates holding back your tears burst. “Fucking leave! You’re killing me here, Matty.”

You’ll never know if it was the tears or the nickname you let slip past your lips, but he leaves. And you’re not sure you’ve made the right choice, but he made the wrong one first and you’ll never forget that.

[smoochinforabruisin]

Intro post 💗

hiii i'm Kriz/Nathan (she/her and he/him pronouns) and I like guys with something deeply wrong with them <3 (and on occasion girls with something deeply wrong with them)

I'm 22, and a bit of an edgy bitch so i will occasionally make suggestive jokes but overall I try to keep things sfw. I would still recommend being at least 16 before following this blog

I am absolutely okay with sharing F/Os! I am polyamorous and firmly believe our F/O would love both of us very much <3

I follow from my main, @krizkrozapplesoz

Below the cut is a list of all my F/Os and S/Is (it's longer than i thought it'd be lmaoooo)

List of F/Os

My beloved bastards <3333333 Sorted from most passionate to least passionate about them

Osomatsu Matsuno - Osomatsu-san

Matt Harks (headcanon last name) - Eddsworld (this is the one I'm the most unwell about)

Spamton G. Spamton - Deltarune

Louie - Pikmin

Wario - Super Mario Bros (and its Wario-themed spin-offs)

Edd Sworld (headcanon last name) - Eddsworld

Duck - Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

Cletus - Deponia

Ramsey Murdoch - Epithet Erased

Tori - Eddsworld

The Soldier (Jane Doe) - Team Fortress 2

Mario - Super Mario Bros (especially the Mario & Luigi games)

Pearl Houzuki - Splatoon 2

List of S/Is

I have a great deal of fun designing different self inserts for the guys i self ship with, with design differences and some varying lore

Kristophine Keinnachname - Osomatsu-san

Argie-Bea Pea S.D. - Deltarune

Pretzel - Wario Land S/I

Chris - WarioWare

The Sailor - Team Fortress 2

Pezzy The Parrot - Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

Natathan - Eddsworld

The Autumn Painter - The Year Without A Santa Claus

(as of yet) unnamed S/I - Epithet Erased

Christopher [X] - Treasure Island 1988

Kish - Pikmin

[anditwentlikethis]

playing nyt connections in portuguese on "easy" level (me being too confident after doing well in spanish)

noite - noche

dúzia - ?

rei - rey

calça - calcetín (?)

cardigã - cardigan (?)

entrada - entrance

jaqueta - jacket

papagaio - parrot

roupa - clothes

cachorro - 🐕

amarelo - amarillo

vermelho - purple (?)

responsável - responsible

foca - seal (this is my wildest guess bc we say foka in croatian)

bestie I'll be real I'm very confused because some connections are portuguese-spanish and some are portuguese-english so I'll focus on the portuguese-english because as I already said I don't know how to write in spanish properly 😭

dúzia - dozen

rei - king but yes, rey in spanish

calça is a verb (calça os sapatos -> put your shoes on) but calças means pants

we don't really use the word cardigã I think? but yeah it would be cardigan I guess

we don't say jaqueta (in european portuguese at least, maybe in brazilian portuguese they do, I'm not sure), we say casaco for jacket

cachorro is more brazilian portuguese, in Portugal to say dog we use the word cão. (cachorro exists too but it's more used for a type of food/snack)

amarelo - yellow

vermelho - red

and foca is in fact seal yes, nice guess from you

[self-shippy]

📸🔍🩷 pls pls pls :333 (for whoever!!)

Hehe I’m gonna answer for all of them >:3 📸 for a random screenshot / picture i can gush about.

Tried to get a range of different kinds of screenshots, but unfortunately the most prominent one is the silly goober screenshot

🔎 for something f/o-related in my room (or something that makes me think about them).

Ooh, this one is easy to get all in one picture! I have plushies of each of my f/os (except Saitama since he’s a really recent f/o)

As for Saitama, I don’t have any merch for him yet. I’m gonna wait till after Christmas to get a plushie of him!

(Ok the last emoji you sent just shows up as a rectangle, and there are two black rectangles on the ask game. I’ll just answer for them both.)

🩷 for a headcanon about f/o.

They’re all bisexual. This is canon because I’m their canon love interest and I’m genderfluid.

🩵 for a fact about s/i.

Not s/is, but ocs I ship with my f/os. The difference is that I don’t feel comfortable calling the ones with Japanese names my “inserts”, and it also makes me feel like I have more creative freedom over them.

Robin (HxH oc) specifically developed his shapeshifting Nen to switch gender whenever she wants! This made their parents not very happy.

Jay’s (KoF oc) fighting style was developed with his backstory in mind! He grew up learning how to run a restaurant to take over the family business, and he fights with cooking utensils!

Fukuro (MP100 oc) was not her original name. It was Megumi, but when her memories were erased, she was given a new name to make sure she had no ties to her past.

Lora (AA oc) was not born with red hair. She dyed it, and puts on makeup every day specifically to look like a parrot. Her name also means “parrot” in Spanish! And one extra fact about her since she’s my special little girl, Lora Wing is her localized name. Her name in the original Japanese translation would be Tsubasa Parotto, with Tsubasa meaning “wing” and Parotto being borrowed English for “parrot”. (And her original Japanese nickname would be Tori-chan, with tori meaning “bird” and chan being a cutesy honorific. Her localized nickname is Birdie.)

Oops I talked way too much about Lora ANYWAY, Crow (OPM oc) is newly developed so I don’t have much about them yet. The most I can tell you is that they also have shapeshifting powers, but this is specifically because they were created in a lab, as a creature capable of being the next step in evolution. They use their shapeshifting skills for private investigating, where they take the form of small creatures in order to discreetly spy on whoever they need to get information on.

[f1-birb]

I know we talk about Jon's dad defending Lando on social media a lot, but seeing Oscar's own relatives needing to defend him already when he hasn't even participated in an actual F1 race yet just makes me sad. NOT because he doesn't deserve the support and defense (he absolutely does), but just the differences in the things they have to defend them against. Basically every "Jon's dad" comment I have personally seen has been him debunking some "Lando sucks! He has no race craft and will never win a race" comment or some weird conspiracy theory claiming McLaren favors him and sabotages Dan. Very rarely was it ever actually attacking who Lando is as a person. Most of the comments I've seen Oscar's relatives respond to are personally attacking him and his morals - calling him a punk, a thief, talking about how he and Webber are schemers who betrayed Daniel, talking about how he betrayed his entire country, etc. I don't know, I honestly just feel sympathy for Oscar in how his welcome (or lack thereof) to F1 has been. He has had several influential people slandering him and who he is as a person since summer break, and now a toxic portion of a fan base slandering him and who he is as a person (and mostly just parroting the things those Alpine higher-ups said), and the way Oscar has carried himself through it all takes, imo, a lot of character and morals. I'm NOT going to get my hopes up because the universe has a weird way of crushing my hopes and dreams as a McLaren fan ( 💀😭 ), but I honestly hope 2023 is full of good things for both Oscar and Lando, and gives both opportunities to prove their doubters wrong. I have a feeling, even if it takes a while for him to adjust to F1, Oscar will prove himself to be a great talent as well, and I hate that both of these drivers have received so much frankly, unjustified and unwarranted hatred and vitriol, sent their way.

I've said it before and I'll continue to, this is why I don't look at comment sections and why I don't have twitter. The level of unnecessary venom aimed at drivers and teams is just upsetting and 96% of the time unwarranted (leaving that 4% for when it's validly calling them out on shit they should be called out for)

The way Oscar has conducted himself through this whole thing, literally since the Alpine tweet announcing him, has been extremely professional and he's 21. He's 21 and he's been more mature about it than some other people involved (looking at a particular OS in Alpine....) and I've been really impressed by it. I'm also glad his family is so supportive and looking out for him

Unfortunately he's replacing a fan favourite who brings with him a fan base that's half chill and understanding, and half willing to burn the entirety of the sport to the ground for slighting "their" driver - he was always going to get the nasty comments. Obviously that doesn't make it right or acceptable, but it isn't surprising to me at all and I'm glad that he seems to have a support system in place to help him manage it until it calms down. I'm hoping that with a certain other Aussie not leaving the sport entirely and seeming to get exactly what he wanted out of his RB deal, the hatred will relax a little next season

I can't get my hopes up too high, 21 into 22 has taught me NOT to do that lol, but I'm really looking forward to seeing Oscar at McLaren and seeing how him and Lando work together, and I'm hoping more for Lando's sake than the team's really that he doesn't have to carry McLaren basically alone again

[sanfielle]

imnot taking any more qeustions about the terms tme/tma adn how privilege over transfems manifests esp. in trans spaces as imnot tma and catn speak from my own experiences (im parroting what transfems i knwo have said as well as pullinf on what ive witnessed to write what i have abt it but my scope for identifying transmisogyny can be limited by my tme status lol) os if your e itnerested genuinely in learning more about this just like. ask around. ask transfems you know, if theyre willing to describw to you how transmisgoyny appears in trans spaces. look at blogs dedicatwd to highlighting waht transmisogyny is, what its based in, what it does. read what transfems have writtwn about it annd what it looks like and how it makes people act towards transfems. itdprobably be much more enlightening thsn some random tme persons inbox. 👍👍👍for those of you whoare madden that i remidned you that we have privielge over tma people thoufh keep spamming my inbox all the threats on my life are kinda turning me on

[sound-traveller]

OOOHHHH ASK GAME???? YAAAAY I LOVE SENDING ASKS 🤩

I have to ask ☺️ and 💭 for your f/os then hehe!!

( @verykissablepixels )

doing this to take my mind off of the eas alarm =w= doing with my main f/o, snailchan!!

☺️: THIS IS GONNA BE RLLY STUPID BUT!!! SEEING HER SMILE ALWAYS MAKES ME SMILE shes adorable and i love it when she's being a silly lil snail.,..,., especially in Pixel Galaxy and Restart when she bids goodbye to Keri my heart will. explode every single time

As for her, i've never actually thought of that,.., my s/i to match snailchan is a literal white cat so. ig when she pets me!!! i usually like to ride on her shoulder like a parrot so we're together all the time

💭: again i am a literal kitty in her world so i guess she doesn't think too much of me when i'm gone... but she always seems excited when i come back to play with her!

[sweetstardewvalley]

📑 Mods de expansão, NPCs e + que utilizo (Parte 1)

Vou compartilhar aqui os mods que eu utilizo no meu jogo, simplesmente pra compartilhar exatamente os que tenho~

Eu não faço mods, mas admiro bastante a dedicação do pessoal que cria essas maravilhas pra comunidade!

Ah é! Eu sempre baixo meus mods via Nexus Mod ou Moddrop e dificilmente do Stardew cafe no Naver. Digo dificilmente, pois, muitos mods dali vem em .xnb e é necessária a conversão pra Content Patcher que eu não sei fazer direitinho ainda.

Por fim, sempre preste atenção nos mods que são requeridos para que os outros funcionem!

Os mods abaixo afetam o jogo de várias forma, seja modificando mecânicas ou adicionando itens diversos.

Para os completistas fica um aviso: Itens adicionais que fazem parte das abas de coleção contam para fechar a perfeição mesmo sendo de mods e NPCs também.

Animais

🍒 Crows 🍒 Golden Chickens 🍒 Toffee's Parrots 🍒 Alpacas 🍒 Pigeons

Mecânicas e adição de conteúdo

🍒 Artisan Valley 🍒 Axell's Alternate Mr.Ginger Portraits 🍒 Community Center 🍒 DL Farmhouse 🍒 George gets a bed 🍒 Hat's won't mess up hair 🍒 Lumisteria Tilesheets - Indoor 🍒 Lumisteria Tilesheets - Outdoor 🍒 My cellar with greenhouse (só fazer download do arquivo com esse nome nos files) 🍒 New building - Winery 🍒 Pookachu's insane greenhouse 🍒 Spouses react to death 🍒 Catalogues are cheap 🍒 Leah Marriage expansion 🍒 Balanced Quarry 🍒 Wildflour gourmet bakery recipes 🍒 More new fish 🍒 Even more recipes 🍒 Fresh meat (são sementes de carne!) 🍒 Fruits and veggies 🍒 Mizu's flowers 🍒 More recipes 🍒 More trees 🍒 Starbrew valley 🍒 Aviary 🍒 More glass buildings 🍒 Activate sprinkles 🍒 Atelier Wildflour Candy Pack 🍒 Atelier Wildflour Coffe pack 🍒 Atelier Wildflour floral goods pack 🍒 Atelier Wildflour tea pack

Link para a parte 2.