evan rosier, explaining his special interests in a flat monotone as he grotesquely dissects a flobberworm by the great lake with grim scientific fervor: (hands absolutely covered in viscera) i use the circumrota charm to unspool the guts because it makes the subject suffer less. of course, i have ways of making them suffer more,
barty crouch jr, who has not been listening to a single word and is visibly trembling from the sheer effort of not just folding evan in half and throwing those ankles over his shoulders right there: (entire inner monologue has been “blonde, blonde, blonde“ for the last several hours) mmngh yeah and then what? 🤤
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it’s rainy and foggy and they’re playing love songs up at work and all i can fucking think abt is a yandere creeper lazily walking around the entire store so obviously checking out that fat little cutie behind the counter.
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When gardeners get a little too enthusiastic about "native plants good, invasive plants bad", they miss a crucial fact; very few plants have zero value to wildlife. An abandoned urban lot full of invasives still offers some options for shelter, habitat, and food...sure, the species who make best use of them are going to be the resilient generalists quickly adapting to urban life, but it's something. A barren parking lot offers pretty much nothing except human waste scraps.
So when you're managing an area with a large number of invasive plants, you have to keep in mind that in the short-term, you'll actually decrease the complexity of the ecosystem by removing plants. Obviously you're going to make up for it in the long-term with plants better-suited to your region, but some of those will take years to reach maturity. A lot of experienced native plant gardeners will recommend tackling a large space in sections so you don't turn your entire yard into an empty expanse of wood chip mulch all at once.
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The last things ghost could remember, was the cracked goggles burning in the flames, soulless eyes staring right back at him- and then waking up in the infirmary.
Sometimes he could see him, on the floor, choking on the gasoline seeping through his mask. An already deceased body burned to nothing. He doesn’t get much sleep those nights.
The scars never help, the faint burns on his skin, an everlasting reminder of the soldier lost that day, one of not many words, yet so expressive. Sometimes ghost would hear a crackle of flames, yet no fire to be found. Memories haunting, or maybe someone haunting.
The radio clicks on, a tune echoes through the halls. His favorite. Always heard through his headphones, and sometimes, you could even see him, Gary, sitting on the floor, listening, humming, gone with a click as the song finished.
The disfigured apparition standing in the doorway of his room, Gary’s room. Disappearing with the blink of an eye, a phantom, a figure never to be forgotten.
‘ ‘ I’ll never smile again. Until i smile at you. ‘ ‘
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I know that certain Jason fans have a real bone to pick with the take from "The Adventures Continue" since they went with him being a violent Robin who went rogue because he was one of those people who care more about vengeance than justice (ironically making him act quite a bit like Steph did as Robin), but I really appreciate that they took a moment to call out this part of the issue, which most Jason stories pretend isn't a factor.
Bruce's no-kill rule isn't just about his personal code it's about maintaining a good reputation and a good relationship with the people he needs to support his cause. The more unhinged and aggressive he (and his associates) get, the less Gordon can justify keeping him around.
I just, appreciate that acknowledgement.
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I feel like we're experiencing the consequences of how someone possibly not psychic living under an empire ruled by telepaths is going to deal with any threat, namely, extreme fear
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The way I am a bottomless pit for the paneer butter masala the restaurant down the street makes... I put myself in a food coma last night from it (no survivors) and I'm already like "Man I could go for some butter masala and garlic naan"
Maybe this means I should learn to cook this dish next 🤔
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Tfw you're a selunite cleric and your sharran buddy you're traveling with that you may or may not have drunkenly made out with at some point tells you that her dream is to become some emo justiciar, which involves killing a selunite, but you're not in the mood to pick fights so you're like alright whatever. Then at some point you get to this creepy decrepit temple and she's like yes! This is my time to become a dark justiciar! And you're still not in the mood to squabble but you're kinda sweating there under your pretty selunite robes
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