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ajokeformur-ray · 6 hours
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Something that really gets to me about Hotch is how patient he is with his team. You never really see him lose his temper with them, even when they lose his temper with him.
Morgan and Reid have both yelled at Hotch but both times he never yelled back, he just calmly told them he values them and that they are misunderstanding his intentions.
He revealed in season 5 that he does his team’s case summaries most of the time so that they can go home when they are meant to, meaning he is always in the office.
He always lets Garcia do her silly bits because he knows it’ll make her day better, and sometimes he will even indulge her by joining in.
He put everything on the line by keeping Reid’s addiction a secret and by not telling anyone about what Elle did.
He did everything he could to protect Emily when her life was in danger.
When a member of his team says they need a break or they need to step away, he never forces them to carry on, he is so completely understanding of their needs and genuinely values their mental well-being.
I just love him so much, he was such a perfect leader
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ajokeformur-ray · 6 hours
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BDS added this section to their boycott page and I think people really need to read it:
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please remember, pushing unorganized boycotts without carefully fact-checking every company in the list can be actively HARMFUL to the boycott movement.
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ajokeformur-ray · 6 hours
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Editing to add: this is true for all white folks when it comes to occupying spaces with people of color.
If you're a white cisgender woman in a space with people that are not those things, your default setting should be that you're open to criticism. You should be taking notes, and listening. You should be propping up people of color. You should be propping up people in marginalized groups, period. (Including lgbtq+ folks and disabled folks of all races/ethnic groups)
I'm so serious, this includes fandom spaces.
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ajokeformur-ray · 7 hours
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Hair wash day my beloathed 😭💔
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ajokeformur-ray · 9 hours
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(I know you're not really a video game person, but since you like parodies of Disney, I thought you might find this interesting; it's a VR game. Personally, I think the lore is pretty good and the game has potential, but there's obviously some glitches that need to be fixed.)
https://youtu.be/SuEKRLhnYbI?si=eyS-S128h3qr_1f5
I do like video games & I play them in the four months a year I'm not in uni. The other eight months a year, I barely have time to shower let alone game.😂
The game seems fun to play; Mickey is suitably very creepy. I like games like this, unpolished & you can see the artist's vision😍thank you for showing this to me!
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ajokeformur-ray · 9 hours
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"Can I kiss you?" [ 1 ] [ 2 ] [ 3 ]
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ajokeformur-ray · 9 hours
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Check in!
How you doing babe? You drink water today? Make sure to eat something, even if it's just a snack.
I love you!! 🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂
Hi lovely!
I'm doing okay today; I went grocery shopping, washed my hair, tidied my room a little... is now 330pm & I was thinking about working on my assignment but I did everything today I wanted to, so I'm gonna spend the rest of the day watching TV, playing Sims, writing & answering asks. I still have the weekend before I go back to work so I have the luxury of this decision!💖
I didn't drink water today but I had lots of coffee & some snacks! Haven't eaten any meals today, just not all that hungry (hot weather totally removes my appetite). I love YOU!!
How are you? Did you drink & eat yet today?🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂
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ajokeformur-ray · 10 hours
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First you procrastinate on the task because it is not a big enough deal to get done urgently. Then you procrastinate on the task because it has become such a big deal that doing it is overwhelming. You would think that this implies a middle point where it is just big enough of a deal to get done easily, however the inherent perversity of the universe's causal geometry prevents this
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ajokeformur-ray · 10 hours
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One thing nobody told me about having very long hair is that before you move in any kind of way - moving your arm, sitting down in a chair or on the toilet, rolling over in bed or generally laying down - you have to move your hair first or you'll feel fire in your scalp 😂
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ajokeformur-ray · 11 hours
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the polls are making realize that a lot of you forgot how silly hannibal is. he prank called mason, "hello! love your work!", cannibal puns left and right, after Will thought Abigail was killed and said he prayed to see her again, Hannibal said YOU SAW PART OF HER. come on guys, he does not have one serious bone in him
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ajokeformur-ray · 12 hours
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Astarion’s reaction is so heartbreaking 😭💔 he deserves the entire world and I’m happy he has Tav (us) to experience it with🥹
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I'm currently in the middle of flying overseas for my schl's exchange trip and yes I typed this all out whilst turbulence was crazy it was not a fun experience.
Summary: You and Astarion talk the night before you confront Cazador
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"I thought you did your brooding in your tent."
"Sometimes, my dear, a change of scenery is good for brooding." He looks up at you, shifting to the right a little. You sit down in the spot created, legs dangling over the edge just like his. His shoulder gently brushes against yours as he turns his gaze back to the sprawling city that is Baldur's Gate. You follow the direction of his gaze, taking in the flickering lights of the city at night and breathe in the crisp cool air.
"So, what's the brooding about on this fine night?" You turn to look at him, admiring the way his curls gently sway in the breeze, the way the moonlight highlights the silver of his hair. He was always beautiful, elegant, handsome, all at the same time, with that hint of sorrow in his ruby red eyes. The same pair of eyes shift to rest on you, taking in your splendour and searches for a way to put his thoughts into words. He isn't even sure what the brooding is about today, all he knows is that he wanted some time away from camp, away from the rest of the party and their energy so that he can take in what will happen tomorrow. He wasn't expecting any company, the others knew better than to disturb him but yours is a welcomed one, lest his thoughts drown him.
"Everything, I suppose." He hums, turning back to look at the city again. It's been a while since he's set foot in those streets, and the last time he was here he was a slave to Cazador, prowling the streets at night for naive prey. Now he's back, free from Cazador's control, free to walk in the same streets in the sun, free to do whatever he wanted. He couldn't be forced to bow to someone else's whims, he was his own person and could choose his own path, as you had told him many times over. Sometimes, he still struggles to comprehend that, he's been a slave for so long that thinking about himself is something long lost to him, but you're patient, catching him when he falls along the way, never demanding anything of him.
"It's been a while since we were last here." You nod. "It is a lot to take in, so many things have changed."
"Everything has changed." He whispers, but you catch his words. Resting your hand on top of his, you give it a gentle squeeze followed by a soft smile of reassurance, the silent promise reaffirmed. He blinks, slowly, and returns the smile, a smile he only ever shows you. "But I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Neither would I." You agree. "I like the change."
"If you keep complimenting me like that, my love, I will have to return the favour." He chuckles, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. "Are you sure you're ready for that?"
When he leans in closer, you start blushing. His lips are a hair breadth's away from yours, tantalizingly close yet so far and you yearn to close the gap but you wait for him to make the move. He pauses, seeking your approval before closing the gap, feeling the softness of your lips, your sweet taste flooding his mouth. His kiss is gentle, filled with yearning and uncertainty, just like his current turmoil of emotions. You kiss back, never wanting to let him go but your need for air forces you to and the both of you part unwillingly.
"Tomorrow we confront Cazador," he murmurs.
"We do. Together." You say firmly. "You're not doing this alone, we'll all be right there by your side."
He gives you a sad smile, "I still…I still worry. I don't know if I can do this, if I can fight him."
"If you can't, we'll fight him on your behalf. Don't worry, we'll make sure he pays dearly." You feel an anger burn deep within you at the vampire lord, swearing vengeance on him for Astarion's sake, but you also know in the end, Astarion will have to be the one dealing the final blow, or Cazador will have him forever, even in true death. It doesn't matter if your party manages to defeat Cazador without Astarion, if Astarion doesn't defeat Cazador, it will all have been for naught.
"But what if Cazador tells them about all the things I've done? What if that causes them to turn on me? You and I can't win that fight." His hands tremble, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. "What if Cazador still has control over me and forces me to attack you?"
"Then we'll make sure none of those come to pass."
"He's a vampire lord, Y/N! He's powerful, terrifying, he —"
"Isn't the worst thing we have and will face. We've stared down one of the Dead Three and we know we have to defeat an elder brain controlled by the Crown of Karsus, Cazador is nothing compared to them. If we can survive a fight with Myrkul and emerge victorious, we can defeat Cazador before he gets the chance to open that damned hole he calls a mouth." You snarl out the last part, much to Astarion's surprise. His lip quivers and he feels tears start to stream down his face, the liquid quickly cooling in the night air. His shoulders start shaking with silent sobs and you panic. This was not the reaction you wanted out of him, this was far from the reaction you were looking for.
"I'm sorry Astarion! I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry, I —" Before you can blabber on, he wraps his arms around you tightly, burying his face into your shoulder, effectively silencing you.
"You didn't say anything wrong. You said everything perfectly, like you always do." He sniffs, adjusting his hug. He buries a hand in your hair whilst the other rests on your back. "You're always full of surprises."
"Well, that is one of my strengths," you smile, pressing a kiss to the side of his head. You return the hug, nuzzling into his hair and simply hold him while he lets everything out.
Astarion cannot deny that he's still worried about facing Cazador, that the very thought sends his undead heart thundering in his chest. In his two hundred years under Cazador, not once had he ever thought about standing against Cazador, all that fight had been long beaten out of him, but that all changed when you crashed into his life, dragging a few others along with you. To think that one day, he would find the courage to fight Cazador alongside people he considered friends (to a certain degree), that he would find someone he wanted to devote his life to. If he told his past self about this, his past self would have scorned him, told him to stop dreaming and face the reality of an eternal life as Cazador's puppet. But this was real, all this was real. He wasn't dreaming, he was in reality, a reality he had thought was long lost to him.
Your warmth washes over him, anchoring him in the reality that is his. When the sun dips below the horizon tomorrow, the future will be his to dictate. His and his alone. Looking into your eyes that hold so much love for him, he decides right there and then. He chooses to have you in the future that awaits him, he chooses to forge a future where the both of you can be together, unbound by fear.
He chooses you.
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ajokeformur-ray · 13 hours
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Astarion's comment about the ruin in act 1: "The air is stiff. feels more like a tomb."
Now I'm imagining him having to spend an extended amount of time in a similar situation, and unbeknownst to the others, is struggling to keep his anxiety at bay because it reminds him so much of one of the most helpless years of his life. He knows it's not the same, but that doesn't help the tightness in his throat or the desperation that begins to claw at him as they get further and further in. Without realising it, he starts to pay closer attention to the shadows. Remains closer to party member he trusts most, at least giving the illusion of safety.
It isn't until he sees the sun shining down on them again that the panic and anxiety that had settled so uncomfortably in his core begins to ease.
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ajokeformur-ray · 14 hours
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if ur confused about why animal people advocate for keeping your pets at a "healthy weight" but sometimes also in the same breath will advocate against human diet culture, its because we know what body condition a cat is supposed to be at optimally. but literally there is not one for humans as far as we can tell.
humans are a weird, opportunistic, hyper-adaptable and variable primate and we have evolved to have a LOT of variety in size, shape, metabolism, and weight retention. this has been essential to survival in hard times and easy times. you know the thing people talk about sometimes how about half the population are night people and about half are morning people so we'd be better able to watch at night as a group? yeah, weight variation is like that: there's a lot of latent variation in human populations because as a community we survive significantly better if some of us are fuckin ready to not die during the longass winter of death and some of us can eat their weight in fish and then run a mile immediately after. this is also why some people gain muscle crazy fast and some people don't: muscle requires a lot of energy, so some people are built to gain a lot during a plentiful season and be really efficient then and some people are built to use less energy over time and be more useful during a long hungry period. cats and almost all other vertebrates simply don't have this kind of complex community variation built in, and tend to be much more uniform in build and weight. humans tend to be really variable in body and brain, and that's one of the biggest factors that's made us so successful! there are just a LOT of ways to be a human being.
all of the "science" on "ideal human body condition" we have at the moment is almost entirely bullshit and was done by white supremacists for eugenics purposes. it's just not something we know, and right now there's significantly more evidence that there is no ideal body type for everyone to reach. recent research indicates that humans are healthiest at a variety of weights and builds, and dieting is almost universally bad for you. even if the culture hasn't caught up yet.
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ajokeformur-ray · 14 hours
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just saw an older woman with long gorgeous silver hair and I hope, if I get to grow older, that my long hair comes with me ❤️ I want to take it to my grave, as it was a childhood dream.
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ajokeformur-ray · 15 hours
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do you ever just zone out in the grocery store and when you come back, you realise you've been staring at a bag of carrots for a few minutes?
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ajokeformur-ray · 16 hours
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Is there a specific sun tan lotion I can use which is very effective against tanning (or at least minimising the inevitable) but doesn't leave an icky residue on my skin? Any advice is appreciated!!🙏
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ajokeformur-ray · 17 hours
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I think women should be allowed to howl in the middle of the night sometimes, just because they feel like it
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