#what are our bets

[yuenity]

Fuck it, I’m watching Good Omens

[bixels]

The idea that uni protesters are "elitist ivy-league rich kids larping as revolutionaries" on Twitter and Reddit and even here is so fucking funny to me if you actually know anything about the student bodies at these unis. Take it from someone who's going to one of the biggest private unis in the US, 80% of the peers I know are either from the suburbs or an apartment somewhere in America, children of immigrants, or here on a student visa. I've heard about one-percenter students, but I've never met one in person. Like, don't get me wrong, the institution as a whole is still very privileged and white. I've talked with friends and classmates about feeling weird or dissonant being here and coming from such a different background. But in my art program, I see BIPOC, disabled, queer, lower-income students and faculty trying to deconstruct and tear that down and make space every day. So to take a cursory glance at a crowd of student protesters in coalitions that are led by BIPOC & 1st/2nd-gen immigrant students and HQ'd in ethnic housings and student organizations and say, "ah. children of the elite." Get real.

[spikeyphil]

ah yes my favorite youtubers, phil and ted, as featured in episode 11 of the supermegashow podcast

[thatfaerieprincess]

WATCHED C3e99 DOWNFALL PART 1 AND UHHH I HAVENT DRAWN FAN ART IN YEARS BUT THE MUSE REALLY SPOKE TO ME THIS TIME

Step 2 figure out how the Emissary actually looks

[edsbacktattoo]

i love that Buttons actually just became a bird because that's the funniest thing imaginable but. who's Stede's first mate now? he's captaining all on his own (bc Ed isn't allowed to atm) and his first mate is a seagull that's in a sexual and romantic entanglement with the literal ocean. Stede does not Know How to Sail a Ship. like godspeed if there's a storm gayboy you're gonna have to figure it out or die

[cerise-on-top]

König Teasing Reader in His Dialect

I finally got around to writing for König being sappy with his S/O in his native tongue! Native dialect, in fact!! I'm not gonna include any translations for this one! And don't bother putting it in Google Translate either, it won't work :3c

“Du host so a liabes Gschau.”

A gentle twilight it was, the sky donning a beautiful coat of orange. With the few fluffy clouds floating by, you watched your boyfriend glow in the soft evening light. It was almost magical, the way the sun set behind the mountains, the way it created a halo of utmost pulchritude on König. He was a rough man, who found it within himself to be as gentle as one would never imagine. His hands were calloused, but the way he caressed your face made it seem as though he was a lover by nature. Although he may have killed more people than you have ever known in your lifetime, that fact barely came to mind when his voice would call for you. Strong his accent, yes, but with it came a sense of familiarity that you would get nowhere else. König was a beautiful man. If you could have, then you would have knelt in front of him, allowing him to tread his fingers through your locks. If you could have, you would have slung your arms around him, burying yourself in his warmth and scent. But alas, all that came to mind was confusion. What did he say this time?

“You know my German isn’t that good just yet. You gotta be patient with me. Can you translate?”

With a certain glimmer in his eyes, he smiled as he shook his head. “No, I’ll let you figure this one out. It would be boring if I translated everything for you.” But even so, he walked towards you, quiet as a cat, hunting for its prey. All there was to devour was you, unity through the purpose of consuming one another. He stood still in front of you, eyes almost hazy as he seemed a little unfocused. He was a hunter, but whenever you were around he laid his weapon to rest, craving your attention more than he felt the bloodlust. You calmed him more than any restful night ever could. Your touch was the remedy for his loneliness, his fear, his anger. And this time, it was his turn to repay you, gently running his thumb across your cheek.

“Du bist mei ois. Für di leib i. I bin dir so vü schuidig. Söbst wenn i dir die Wöd gebn darad, warads ned genug. Danke für ois. Bitte bleib bei mir so laung wies nur geht. Hah, i reid grod so vü Scheiße, aba des stört mi ned. Du mochst mi so fertig, aber i hob di so lieb. Eigentlich wuid i heite schiacha zu dir sein, oba i kauns afoch ned. I bin so verliebt in di.”

Should you feel angry at him? For all you knew he could have been cursing you worse than any string of English words ever could. And yet, his expression betrayed him. That gentle smile, that soft gaze, that tender touch. König let out a content sigh, placing his hands atop your shoulders. It was evident he wanted something, he wanted more, but all he could do was stare as love overtook every fiber of his being. In that moment, he wasn’t a hunter, he wasn’t a fighter, he wasn’t a soldier. If there was one thing he could call himself, it was yours. Your boyfriend, your partner, your loved one. It didn’t matter as long as it was in relation to you. He pulled you into a tight embrace. His pride was a wall made of steel, but you burned yourself through the metal and settled down in his heart. All you knew was that he was so much kinder towards you than he gave himself credit for.

“Love, I’ve got no idea what you’re saying.”

“Brauchst a ned. I wü afoch nur so mit dir bleibn. I mechat di für imma so hoitn. Du bist so liab. I hob so vü Scheiße im Militär durchgmocht, oba es wor’s ma ois wert wal i di kennanglernt hob. I darad ois no amoi so mochn. Bitte sei ma ned bes, oba i glab es is gscheita wennst ned wast, wos i grod sog. Du suist mi ned als schwochn Maun sehn. Oba nur damit du’s wast, es gibt kan Menschn auf dera Wöd, den i liaba hob als di. I hoff, dass ma ewig zaumbleibm kennan.”

“Are you being sappy right now?”

But the only response you got was him holding onto you as though you were a beautiful, fleeting memory. Wrapping your arms around him in return, you resigned yourself to your fate. He could so very easily snap you in half, and yet he chose to use his strength to make you feel protected. Indeed, König was a different man with you. You knew him as the anxious colonel that was still capable of leading people. Deadly precise, viciously efficient, always successful. And today he felt as giddy as a child watching its first rainbow, all because he was with you.

“Ich hab dich ganz doll lieb.”

Finally, some words you could understand.

“Love you too, König.”

[backpackingspace]

Consider young odysseus and Penelope courting by going on adventures together (committing crimes)

[wrmhles]

AT-6s. I trained in the AT-6.

[kaeyachi]

Kaeya had always been an efficient and hard-working individual (he had to be to support Diluc in the background as his brother rose thru the ranks after all).

He has so much free time because he completes all his work way ahead of schedule. And if he still has enough time, he adds more to the workload in secret.

And once all of that was done and over with, he makes time for everyone. He has to. He feels as if every moment has to be given to someone else.

No one knows how he does it. No one has to know.

Every mission has a dozen strategies in line, and every battle plan is made with efficiency in mind. His perfect record will not be tarnished. He can't risk it (even if it baffles others that he would willingly activate a ruin guard just to prevent a failed mission. Jean disagrees with his methods, but Kaeya can say that the results say otherwise)

He needs to be quick.

Efficient.

Perfect.

And so he comes and goes like the wind.

Kaeya values time because he knew every second counted. He can't just stand there as if he were frozen. Time could run out in an instant.

Kaeya had only been late once his entire life.

He'd rather he never be late ever again.

It took one day of being of being imperfect for everything to fall apart. On that tragic day...had he gotten there on time... then maybe...

.

.

.

" Come on, let's get moving, traveler. We're not frozen in place after all. " Kaeya teasingly says. He stiffles a giggle at the traveler's exhasperated sigh.

"Yeah yeah, we've heard enough of you calling us a slacker. Can't you be a bit more patient?" Paimon whines at him.

Kaeya snorts, but acquiesces, hiding the shaking of his hands at the thought of being idle.

He imagines hearing a clock ticking.

Kaeya knows that that is his own problem. He tries his hardest to relax as he waits for the traveler to finish whatever they're making on the alchemy table because, seriously, it is supposed to be a relaxing day. There's nothing major going on, and his schedule is once again empty as intended. What's the hurry?

Kaeya taps his foot on the ground as he waits. He wishes he could take his own damn advice when he tells others to relax.

[collegeboysam]

when daniel gets his memories back and remembers all the freaky hedonistic nasty cirque du soleil shit he and armand used to get up to in the 80s he's going to be genuenly confused about anyone finding armand boring

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 773: Rematch!!

Pag 1

1: Let's do it, an all-out battle!!

There's 2km left until the finish line!!

2: Hahaha, I'll tell you one more time

You'll be defeated without even getting to know “golden yellow”!!

Pag 2

1: Not bad!! I'll crush that statement under my feet!! Orange!!

Pag 3

1: That's impressive, San-na!! But when you'll see it with your own eyes

2: will you be able to stay calm? Let's try!!

Fourth stage!!

6: Wisteria flowers!?

Pag 4

1: “Gamboge”!!

2: He's accelerating again!! More than that....

3: he's doing it while looking over his shoulder!?

Pag 5

3: Houruaaagh

4: Seriously!? Damn, he's fast!!

You can accelerate even while looking over your shoulder!? You think you can so easily overpower me!? That's what it means!? Damn you!!

Pag 6

1: This really is the best!!

I can't keep calm with this!!

2: Tsk!! Are you fired up, instead!?

3: I've been searching for it, for someone who'd come charging at me like you do..... someone who could really do it!!

Pag 7

1: There were many guys who came at me during this past year!!

It's Doubashi

Doubashi is moving!

2: Are you the Doubashi who got the sprint number bib in the Inter High!? I'll stop you!!

In races...

3: I'm known as “Kanagawa's flash”!! I'm confident in my sprinting!!

4: Come at me!!

5: Come

Douba-

6: Shi..... huh, in just one moment...

Is he a... “sparkler”?

7: Even inside the club

Are you Doubashi-san?

Pag 8

1: We're the Saimon brothers, first years

We're twins, they call us....

2: He's so fast....!!

3: Yessir

Yessir

Yessir!!

4: Let's race, Doubashi!!

5: Alright!!

Gyaa-!!

6: But none of them could really do it!!

7: This past year....

Pag 9

1: I've become too strong!!

2: Hahaha, aren't you quite persistent? If it's hard you can just

3: Like I can give up such a fun attraction so easily!?

4: Buorah!!

Pag 10

1: 1.5km left!!

Pag 11

1: It's getting closer, the final line of our race!! Orange!!

San-na!!

Pag 12

1: Hahaha

After last year's Inter High, I

2: The only thing that got me fired up was defeating you!!

3: I really want to defeat him

Next time we meet, I wanna be able to tell him “gap”

“Gap”?

That's a “gap”

4: What should I do!?

5: So I just practiced blindly!! Not knowing how!!

But I realized that was a mistake

6: After the send-off party for the third years...

Pag 13

1: I got a note from god for the first time in a long while

2: This is the last note for you

Those aiming for the mountain will never reach the mountain

3: Don't mistake your goal for something else

4: Those few words were written on it

At first, I didn't understand what they meant

I thought maybe it was a riddle, but after I read it 116 times, I finally understood!!

5: It was about setting the goal!!

6: It meant that “as long as San-na is your goal, you can never surpass him”!! “Look higher up, look higher!!

And so, I

Pag 14

1: Came here aiming to be “ Japan's number one”!!

4: Those eyes!! They're the eyes of someone who's seriously worked hard to become “Japan's number one”!!

Pag 15

2: Ohh!! On!! Kaburagi-kun is still one-on-one against Hakogaku's Doubashi, and there's 1500m until the sprint line, on!!

Way to go!!

3: Goo!! Just like that!!

4: They got through? Those words

Kaburagi....

If it's you-

Pag 16

1: I knew you would understand!!

2: Hahaha, I wonder why

Just now, for a moment, in my head

3: I imagined Aoyagi-san's face!!

4: In the final stage of this sprint race there are three technical curves!!

5: One's done, there are two left!! Are you going to fall there? Don't make any stupid mistakes!!

Pag 17

1: I want a pure race!!

Same goes for you!!

2: Izumida-san....

5: The words Izumida-san told me that day

“Emotions are strength”

6: If that's the case, then this thrilling “joy” of having someone of equal power before my eyes is strength too, after all!!

Pag 18

1: Izumida-san!!

Pag 21

3: Huh!?

[zer0point5ive]

adam and lawrence standing opposite one another for the first time once they’ve both recovered enough and adam losing his mind a little ‘cause yeah, he’s seen lawrence, he’s stalked him, camera in hand and spent what felt like a lifetime chained up across the room from him, he’s had hours in his darkroom, music blaring as photo after photo of lawrence stares back at him, he’s been up close and personal as lawrence promised to come back, as adam begged him not to leave and he’s sat next to lawrence’s hospital bed during their joint recovery. he’s seen lawrence, sure. but only from a distance, only lying down. so when he’s suddenly stood a few feet in front of the guy? when lawrence moves closer, still, and adam realises that he has to tilt his head up to look at him? when he realises that lawrence has to bend a little when he wants to murmur something to adam, just low enough that no one else will hear? when lawrence comments on their height difference for the first time, teasing but not mean, well .. yeah. maybe adam realises he has a little thing for it. or whatever

[someonesomewheredown]

Moon^2 is fun and all but what's stopping us from including the Moonstone as well. Sure it was shattered during Greystripe's Vow but it doesn't mean that the remaining shards aren't still there. Why not have Moonpaw go out to the old territories to bring some of the shards back so we can have Moon^3

[guardianspirits13]

The progression from

"Yeah we're in medieval England but they won't do a racism because Black people are normal here and treated just like everyone else :)"

and

"Ok it's the early 20th century and I'm gonna become human which means you get to play a subservient maid while you keep an eye on me sorry its your only option lol"

to

"Even on a colony in space thousands of years i the future, Racism remains persistent and pervasive and it cannot be ignored or denied, nor can it be eliminated entirely. We must acknowledge it and make an active effort to move past it, or we will all suffer for it"

A+ to the writers getting their shit together and also can 14 and 15 tag team to Martha's house to apologize please

(honorable mention is 12 decking a guy in the face with ZERO hesitation after he insults Bill)

[six-of-cringe]

The "ohhhh fuck dolphins, dolphins are evil they kill and rape, ohh otters are evil they rape seal babies, not so cute now are they" people are like the children who would smugly tell anyone who would listen that ring around the rosie is about people dying of the plague. Like ok. Do I need to explain how high intelligence correlates with complex behavior or can you shut the fuck up on your own

[susie-thewitch]

What is the raven cycle fandom if not just a bunch of Adam Parrish apologists