#silver lining tho. not good

[fatal-furry-mark-of-the-tigers]

The push for trying to sell people on personal mp3 libraries over paying for Spotify is a loaded question, but I'll stick to a fun part here.

The lost art of custom album cover thumbnail choice.

There's a lot of darker reasons for pushing that, but it doesn't hurt to keep it light sometimes.

[sysig]

Party (group) party (celebratory)! (Patreon)

[hirokiyuu]

Heddwyn "Wyn" Caldera is a freshman from Diasomnia. He's well known in alchemical circles for multiple revolutionary breakthroughs in the world of potions, the first of which he discovered at eight years old. Though invited to NRC last year at age thirteen, he waited a year before accepting a position at the school.

here he is my baby boy......!!!! been tossing this kid around in my head a lot lately and wanted to make a profile card for him to show him off to the world. imagine me as a proud parent and ive pulled this out of my wallet.

based off the black cauldron. both the movie and like. the cauldron itself. naturally he is good at potions. since the cauldron is essentially a mcguffin wanted by everyone the idea is that he's extremely good at what he does but is also pretty vulnerable to being used. he's also very stone-faced bc he's...... made of stone............ get it.............

template is from here!

[dravidious]

You're more amazing than an integer between 0 and 100

When I made my outline for my latest story I realized "Wait. The protagonist is just angry and miserable for like 75% of the story. This isn't fun. Oh no what do I do???" And then I remembered that the premise involves the protagonist being taken to a palace. With a wide variety of luxurious Things to enjoy. So that just kind of solved itself.

Protip: If your sub's bad mood is bothering you then simply give them a steak that's more expensive than their entire house.

[altrxisme]

Mmk so I know for sure that I passed 3 out of the 4 classes I took this semester

That last assignment was such a mental block to get to, the prof did what she could on her end to get me to passing ;A;

[obi-wann-cannoli]

….for the record if you yell at a customer service person for 15 minutes (deserved by the company or not) you can safely assume you’ve lost any good will that customer service person had for you.

[satanfemme]

also depending on the animal something like biting (as aggression) isn't a deeply repressed instinct that only reveals itself in extreme circumstances or something. it's literally just... normal body language and communication for most dogs/cats. it's as "repressed" as ur human instinct to verbally argue with others is "repressed".

phineas (my doggie) is a good example of that cause he is unusually quick to bite with no warning, likely because of how defenseless he feels due to his amputation. I've never been truly bit on the job luckily but I get bit by phineas all the time. and it's not ever something I hold against him, u know? it's just something that tells me I crossed a boundary, and need to give him a little more space and autonomy over whatever it is that he's frustrated with.

it also doesn't mean he's "evil" or "hates me" or anything, just that he's mad/scared/confused in that moment, and is confident enough to express these feelings. I do consider him aggressive, but not in a moralistic way, it's just a label that helps me and others better understand how to interact with him so everyone stays safe/happy (him especially!).

anyway my point is, I'm very thankful that I was able to adopt him cause if he went to the public instead, chances are he'd have been returned by now with an official bite record cause most people are nowhere NEAR as understanding towards this kind of stuff as people within the animal care industry. just the other day we had an elderly small dog returned for "snapping" at someone, not biting but snapping. which is dog language for "back off" but like... just a warning to back off? if a dog wants to bite you, they will actually bite you. a snap is just them preemptively setting a boundary. now this elderly animal is homeless again because she felt the need to set a boundary and the person who bought her for being "cute" didn't want to work with that kind of thing

[glitterslag]

because I am literally incapable of keeping gossip to myself

[hiddenbeks]

rare cute khaless moment,,

[theguyinthemathexamples]

Madinat Khalida, The Timeless City

Pairing(s): None (Slight Rukkhadevata x GoS ig)

Genre: Angst, Fanmade Lore

Timeline/AU: In the middle of the Archon War

Content Warning(s): Implied Major Character Death, A Nation Getting Buried (Literally), Shit Storytelling, Fanmade Lore (i.e completely made up), 2AM-5AM Writing (fell asleep mid-write), GoS Isn't Reader, GoS dies in Rukkrukk's Arms(not in a romantic way lmao), GoS' Gender Is Not Specified And Will Use They/Them Pronouns, Morax Back At It Again Smh, It's Raining Spears, Hallelujah It's Raining Spears, - GoS' People—Probably, The Burying Technically Ain't His Fault Though (surprisingly).

C/N: Faruzan bonked my head so much i threw this up; lore enthusiasts don't kill me for this pls

Madinat Khalida, also known as The Timeless City; collapsed due to a brawl between the God of Silence and the God of Contracts—or as some would call him, the God of War.

The two gods fought long and hard, tooth and nail, till many moons and suns rose and fell. The forest had seen it, the shadows had witnessed it, and the beaming light that held high merely gazed on.

The God of Silence was by no means a weak god, having to fend off more than a few creatures that their early nation could've fallen for a thousand times over.

But alas, the so-called God of War had his eyes sent on them and their nation. His intentions may have been good—only intending to "spar" with them, but their fight had erupted many casualties on the desert's plains, both in its wake and its aftermath.

:

The spears that rained down the city were buried beneath the sands, but what went along with it was Madinat Khalida.

The God of Silence grieved at the death of their people when their nation was caught in-between the depths of the sand and the bedrock below, knowing that they could've just led the opposing god out of the perimeter of their city - but what they did was already done.

Their city had sunk.

With the God of Contracts having "oh so coincidentally" already left the crime scene, their nation buried underneath miles upon miles of sand; they joined their nation in hopes of rescuing or unearthing any evidence of life—trying to reassure themselves that maybe, just maybe, there was even a patch of grass alive.

As they lost hope in finding even just a piece of cloth, they saw a soft, green glow emanating from the other side of their city - one that they hadn't notice before.

Due to their desperation, they sprinted to the light, slowly getting engulfed by it and promptly passing out from their exhaustion.

After they had awoken, they saw a big, magnificent tree—the one who the people of Sumeru now call "Irminsul"—, once they remembered their original objective, they ran from root to root and bark to bark until they reached the base of the tree.

Naturally, since they were dubbed as the God of Silence, they couldn't speak, so they had to resort into using some of their remaining magic left, and spoke,

"Oh blessed tree, you who have witnessed nations rise and fall, you who remember every living being that had first opened it's eyes and those who fell prey to eternal sleep. Please, oh please, where have my children gone? To where did the last of my dears go?"

The tree didn't reply, only keeping it's radiant glow bright. The God of Silence shed their final tear, using the last of their power to ask one more question, "To where did my city—that had seemingly bloomed from nothing—go, oh heavenly tree?"

They knew it was all for nothing, but they smiled once more, kneeling as they embraced the tree. At last, the god breathed their last breath, a soft sigh escaping their lips.

At last, a god clad in green and white, the god that was dubbed as the God of Wisdom by her people, approached the rapidly disintegrating god, rushing to their side—her face filled with remorse, regret and shock.

As the last of their physical form flew with the wind, the God of Wisdom could only wordlessly pick up their belongings - clothes, accessories, and the like.

To commemorate the late god, Greater Lord Rukkhadevata put on three leaf clips that she had given to them before as a welcome gift.

Unbeknownst to her, the god's soul remained, with it now possessing the three clips; binding the two gods in an eternal harmony of wisdom and music.

TGITME/N: I have so many more sfuff i wanna add but then I'll just end up chewing myself up from the inside out

Also, yes, i will update the sun and moon god blorples, both them and y'all deserve to know what they're like

Unless before i get swallowed in the depths of SAGAU again, this'll be my offering to all of y'all and wish you all a merry Christmas and a happy advanced new year :DDD

[mars-ipan]

god i have been so Brainweird lately

[arah-fren]

I have spring break this coming week and I’m so fucking excited I can finally watch so much Bollywood and anime it’s gonna be so fun

[sixofravens-reads]

i say february was a bad reading month bc I spent a lot of time on books I ended up DNFing, but really I guess it wasn't that bad since those are still 2 books I took off my TBR list! even DNFs serve the goal of conquering my entire TBR in 2023.

[heiavikings]

OMGGGGG KAJSA MEDAL KAJSA MEDAL!!!!!!!!! 🥰🥰🥰

[thebendsbyradiohead]

california sucked ass in almost every aspect but at least you could order weed that would send you to the 7th dimension to be delivered straight to your door

now i’m at the specific crossroads of drug decriminalization and labor rights that i CAN get them but i have to bust my own ass in sub zero temperatures

[koushirouizumi]

{C.O.F.T.F.F.} ("Chosen of Faith") ~ Page 40 -> Page 47 + Taichi (+Bonus COFTFF!Koushiro/my older Koushiro writing) & O.C. Hikaru - Hikari's Arc

"I'M COUNTING ON YOU

to SAVE Hikari and DAISUKE, ALL RIGHT?" - TAICHI, to Hikaru

{Originally written: pre 2k11~}

{Fic I was writing back before I understood more about my own A u t i s m}