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#''skit bakom siktet'' or ''dirt (literally ''shit'') behind the sight (of a gun)'' - from my dad (swedish hunter) to describe #someone who is unable to hit what they're aiming at and is complaining about the rifle. but the problem is that they suck. #dunno how wide-spread it is. bcs i haven't really heard it from someone else. but it's a good one. #and yes. ''skit'' literally means ''shit''. but in context it basically means ''dirt'' like a smudge on a scope. #so saying this to someone's face might have them try to ''clean it off'' from their scope #at which point you can keep telling them to go ''further back'' until they run out of scope to clean. surprise. it was an insult all along. #languages #laughing #people are weird

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My immediate thought was to ask whether or not Orochimaru has a functioning womb. And considering how Orochimaru doesn't particularly care about the biological sex of their body, I'd give that a shrug and a "sure".

But then I asked myself "would Orochimaru be willing to put up with period-pains" and like... hmm... On the one hand, I think Oro would consider that kind of thing "way too inconvenient" and immediately just... opt out. Somehow.

But on the OTHER hand, we do get to see Oro in the shower, screaming in agony about their rotting-away arms. And like... that's probably as close as we get to period-pain visuals in the entire series.

(Orochimaru clearly isn't enjoying it, and the narrative says that Oro "couldn't withstand the pain for long enough to wait for Sasuke to arrive", so like... it feels like this kind of comparison swings wildly between "no way" and "Orochimaru absolutely gets period-pains", depending on how you want to read that.)

So. I think that has to be settled into a solid "maybe".

(There's of course arguments about weird chakra-reasons for the answer to be one thing or another. But chakra is made-up weird bullshit-nonsense. You can make any argument about that kind of thing that you feel like at any given time. It can even be contradictory between chapters, and it'll still be more consistent than the source-material.)

Second part. Can Orochimaru be inseminated?

And uhh... that's a whole different kettle of worms.

*steeples fingers*

can orochimaru get pregnant

#i'd add a mention of ''i believe in you jiraiya. keep cumming in their gay ass'' but that would be untrue. #i don't believe in jiraiya at all. #laughing #naruto #fridge logic

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one of the things i think is really fun about porting a pre-modern story into a modern setting is finding correspondences between story elements - "what act/object/concept fills the same niche in our society as the original element?" and i think that goes really well with my post from last night about essential elements of stories -

i think the best way to recontextualize Achilles' initial complaint against Agamemnon is that you'd be pretty mad if you did all the work in a project and someone else took all the credit, right? when he calls Agamemnon "dogface" etc it's because Agamemnon wants equal right to the glory from the war so far despite having sat in his tent at Troy the whole time.

so if I'm moving it to a college setting, it's a group project where Achilles did all the work. But grades aren't divided in the same way that plunder is - does it change the story too much if Agamemnon plagiarized and Professor Apollo says that he'll fail everyone if the plagiarist doesn't step forward? It's an inversion of the immediate cause of contention (Agamemnon takes too much credit vs. Agamemnon won't take responsibility) but it preserves enough of the spirit of the conflict (Achilles wants to be judged for his own deeds) that it counts for me.

Any retelling has to make a lot of these choices, and I think they're fun, but I also think that that sheer amount of them and their inherent subjectivity make it very easy for retellings to stumble and fall flat.

#this is all very true. and i do very much love this. but i feel like. in this particular instance? you're missing a perfect twist on it. #''achilles does all of the work on the group-project. but it includes a presentation before the class. and agamemnon steals the show.'' #so achilles has done all of the hard work. and agamenon is reaping all of the rewards (praise. good grades. etc.) #bcs agamenon presents it in a way that makes it seem as if he'd been the one to discover and think of all of the stuff. #which means that achilles is basically left standing in his shadow. despite how agamemnon basically just reads the speech achilles wrote. #this isn't enough that achilles will FAIL the class. that's not the concern for him. but his accomplishments are made lesser. #they're all graded for ''completing the project''. but since agamemnon did such a ''good job''. he gets the targeted praise. #and achilles is left to seethe. seethe to the point where he might DELIBERATELY refuse to work on a future group-project. #a group-project that they all need to complete in order to NOT FAIL. but achilles is understandably butt-hurt about this. so fuck them. #that's probably as close to a perfect 1-to-1 rendition of the situation in a different context as you're going to get. #(but yes. the choices in these kinds of retellings are incredibly important. and can be both amazing and godawful.) #writing #language #mythology

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Update on my day:

Couldn't drive, because the car had ZERO traction on the snow. Glad I found that out at the parking-lot and not on the highway, but definitely not fun.

Managed to take a bus and was only half-an-hour late to work (which my boss decided was fine, bcs I'm usually early so it evens out).

Booked a train-ticket back home. Train got cancelled at the last minute (not enough carts on the train, apparently???), and I had to take the bus instead. (It was NOT a good showing for the train-company, which didn't even have enough buses for all of the passengers.)

I also booked a train-ticket for tomorrow morning, because it's still fucking snowing and I need to be early tomorrow.

#i'm incredibly annoyed. the amount of silent rage i felt at standing around waiting for a bus when my car SHOULD WORK #bcs last year? i switched to summer-tires LAST MONTH with no repercussions. and this year it just... does this bullshit. #like. i enjoy having a car bcs it's incredibly convenient and freeing. but NOT HAVING a car? crippling. i hate it so much. #thankfully i work pretty close to the train-station. so it's not a huge hassle to get to-and-from work. i just hate it. #personal stuff

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"First time she shows interest in him"

Not true: She has a scene where she watches him throw his wet hair around like a Baywatch-girl.

every time i watch one of the non canon naruto movies there are several moments where i just have to pause the movie and laugh. theyre so bad. theyre so fucking bad. god. they should've made so many more of these

#i do like this movie. it's fantastically stupid. #laughing #naruto #anime

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Woke up some time before 2AM, drenched in sweat. Got up at 2AM after tossing and turning for a while to go to the bathroom and splash some water on myself. Didn't help.

Got up to check if I had a fever (I didn't) and drenched a t-shirt. Helped for maybe half-an-hour.

So I opened a window. To the -3C outside.

It very slowly started to help. By 4AM my shirt was dry and I wasn't really using the blanket, but it felt... okay?

And at some point I must've fallen asleep, because at 5AM my alarm woke me out of a dream.

I closed the window and realized that it was snowing outside.

I have summer-tires on my car.

#it's almost 6AM now and still snowing. and i'm exhausted as shit. i got like maybe five hours of sleep before this bullshit. #also. apparently my city has a lot of night-trains going through it. which were very audible with an open window. #and i think some poor sod actually went to work at like 3AM. bcs i heard car-tires. #kind of wish i had a fever. it'd be easier to explain than ''snowy weather sucks to drive through'' and ''i couldn't sleep at all'' #also. yesterday my appetite was weird during lunch. and this morning my stomach has been yelling something too. #dunno what its deal is. but maybe it'll try to kill me and then i can get out of driving to work. and maybe go back to bed. #personal stuff

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WIP excerpt for tabetharasa behind the cut; alpha Jazz, a dark alley, and a very pretty omega. ( + non-chrono link for mobile users )

Jazz has no idea why Red Hood thinks he smells anything but delicious, but there’s a very reckless and dubiously-ethical part of her that would be willing to prove it to him. Not that she would, obviously, because that would be, again, incredibly unethical and highly inappropriate and also a total dick move. 

She just could, that’s all. Just if it came up or whatever. 

“Well, it’s not,” she says, mildly put out by whatever’s going on here, and Red Hood growls. His scent blockers continue to be useless. Just–absolutely useless, yes. 

Ancients, he smells so good. What is she even supposed to do about how good this omega smells? 

Maybe offer to walk him home, or at least offer him her jacket so he has enough alpha scent on him that no one bothers him on his way back to his den. Although he’s a crime lord–or a vigilante? one or the other, whatever–who’s built like a truck, so that probably isn’t really a concern, she supposes. 

Then again, some people seriously do have no sense of decorum. 

Or survival instincts. 

“Shut the fuck up!” Red Hood snaps. Jazz frowns. That seems like a disproportionate amount of anger in his tone. Maybe he's sensitive about his pheromones. Well, if people have been telling him he smells like death . . . 

Though “death” doesn't necessarily smell bad, in Jazz's opinion. 

Admittedly, that's a liminal's opinion and besides the point anyway. But still. 

“Alright,” she says. “But can you get to your den safely? Or . . . somewhere you can den down, anyway, I don't know. I assume you have a headquarters or a safehouse or two, something like that. Or at least can afford a heat hotel or know a decent clinic.” 

Red Hood hisses at her. It crackles through his modulator, but the sound of it still makes her jeans a little . . . uncomfortable, she'll just say. Sue her, she likes omegas with a bite to them. Johnny 13 definitely didn't win her over by being the sweet and polite type; he won her over by being a blunt asshole in a leather jacket who'd convinced her that he was a sincere and straight-up person. 

She wonders how “sincere” the average Gotham crime boss really is, but it’s a little difficult to concentrate on that question with the scent of old books and burning cedar filling up her nose. And also that note of lilac. That note of lilac is a problem. 

A serious problem. 

“I realize heat drop is probably imminent and you must be uncomfortable, but it’s a valid concern on my part, given your condition,” she says, which normally she’d make sound politely disapproving but really can’t make sound any kind of disapproving right now. Again: the lilac. “So can you?” 

“Fuck makes you think I'd let you anywhere near my den?” Red Hood snarls. Jazz blinks; tilts her head. 

“Nothing,” she says. “What makes you think I was asking to go anywhere near it?” 

Red Hood–stalls, briefly. Jazz tries to be polite about how incredibly obvious a tell that statement was. 

Flattering, but incredibly obvious. 

“I mean, I'd be happy to escort you if you’d like,” she says. “Or lend you my scent, if you need it. But I'm not trying to presume anything.” 

“Fuck off,” Red Hood snarls. “Nobody escorts an omega like me.” 

“Do you think maybe you have some self-esteem issues?” Jazz asks. Heat is almost definitely making him a bit more volatile and emotional than normal, considering the kinds of things he’s been saying to her, but it still seems like a valid question. Being on their cycle doesn’t make people different people; just makes it a bit harder for them to censor and control themselves. 

Or a lot harder, sometimes. 

Judging by how strong Red Hood’s pheromones smell right now . . . 

Well, he might be having a harder time than he’s used to having, so far as “controlling himself” goes. 

Jazz certainly is, all inappropriate knotheaded puns aside. 

Do Poison Ivy’s pollens make cycles hit harder, actually? Or does the suddenness of the effect disorient or throw people off, maybe? 

Well, that’s a worrying thought, since Red Hood seems to be out here alone. 

“‘Self-esteem issues’?” Red Hood repeats incredulously, his pheromones briefly sparking with bewilderment. Jazz decides not to press it, since he might be feeling a little vulnerable right now. 

“Yes,” she says. “Is there someone you can call, if you don’t want an escort or to borrow my scent? I could wait with you until they show. No offense, just Park Row’s not a very nice neighborhood.” 

Red Hood laughs. 

“No fucking shit!” he says, spreading his arms. “It’s Crime Alley!” 

“I know, sorry, I just keep accidentally calling it ‘Park Row’ in my head. Still new in town,” Jazz apologizes. She assumes a crime lord would prefer his territory be correctly referred to, anyway. Seems like a thing. She knows standard humans don’t actually have haunts–even most liminal ones don’t, including her–but sometimes she does . . . well, not forget, exactly, but just . . . expect them to anyway, she supposes? 

She spent way too long in Amity, yes. 

Even without Crime Alley being Red Hood’s actual haunt, though, it’s still disrespectful to call it the wrong name. It’s still his territory either way, and she imagines someone on their cycle especially wouldn’t appreciate the mistake. 

“What is your damage?” Red Hood snarls, his voice modulator crackling threateningly as he visibly bristles, and Jazz catches notes of that electric and unexpected edge in his pheromones again. Still vaguely familiar, but still not quite what it seems like it should be. Just . . . 

Really, if she didn’t know better . . . well, she’d think he was liminal. But that seems like a very unlikely coincidence for her first week in Gotham, so . . . 

Then again, her life is her life. 

It’s not really the time to be asking Red Hood about his levels of ecto exposure, though, and she’s pretty sure they’ve both got more important priorities right now. 

“We don’t really have time to unpack all that, to be honest. You really do need to get home,” she says. “Or at least call someone to pick you up. If you go into heat drop alone in Crime Alley, I can’t imagine it’s going to end well.” 

Red Hood hisses. That might’ve sounded like a threat, Jazz realizes belatedly. 

“I didn’t mean it like that,” she says, apologetic again. “But it’s not safe, is it?” 

“If anyone I don’t want near my ass tries to touch me, I’ll put a bullet up theirs,” Red Hood growls, low and crackling. 

“That seems like a lot of trouble when you’re on your cycle, though,” Jazz says. He’d have a body to deal with, and maybe someone would call the cops–well, she supposes it is Crime Alley, so maybe not . . .? But it’d be self-defense anyway, and if he is a crime lord, maybe he has people for that. 

Hm. 

She really needs to get familiar with this area as soon as possible, yeah. And just Gotham in general, really. Every city has its own idiosyncrasies, but Gotham is its idiosyncrasies. 

Well, so is Amity Park, of course. 

“I think you belong in Arkham, lady,” Red Hood says. Jazz feels like a Gothamite should be more understanding of someone taking supervillain attack side effects and hostile heated-up crime lords in stride, but apparently not. 

“Technically, you’re not wrong,” she says with a wry smile. She’d offer him a handshake, but that’s not really appropriate for an alpha to offer to an omega in heat. Especially not an unmated alpha, which Jazz very definitely is. “I start Monday. Jazz Fenton, psychiatric intern. At your service.”

Red Hood manages to very clearly stare at her without actually taking off the helmet. It's actually an impressive amount of expressiveness to get across, under the circumstances. 

Or there could be a touch of liminal empathy happening, admittedly. That's possible too. Especially with another liminal involved. 

Jazz briefly considers what knotting a liminal omega might actually be like if an empathy loop got established somewhere in the process, which is a lie, because what she’s actually imagining is picking up this liminal omega and showing him exactly how delicious she thinks he smells. 

Definitely inappropriate. 

“They will literally eat you alive,” Red Hood says. 

“I mean, there’s a risk of it,” Jazz allows, because nothing is a perfect guarantee. It’s just not a very large risk. Comparatively, she means. 

“You applied to Arkham on purpose, lady?” Red Hood says disbelievingly. 

“Oh, no,” Jazz says, shaking her head. “They made me an offer. Somebody read my thesis and liked it, apparently.” 

Well . . . “thought we should interview you for either a position or to have your file established for whenever the convictions start rolling in”, whichever. The interviewing psychiatrists had a range of reactions during her interview, she supposes is the best way to put it. 

Jazz really doesn’t think it’s fair to classify her parents as actual supervillains, but an increasingly long list of professionals has, admittedly, not agreed with that assessment. 

She can’t imagine what they would’ve thought if she’d told them about Danny, considering. 

Well, it’s not her problem if someone else is going to be close-minded about things like that. 

“I’m sorry, I’m really not trying to be pushy here, but are you sure you don’t want to call anyone? Or want my scent. Or . . . literally anything,” she says, gesturing a little awkwardly with her shopping bags. “I do get told my pheromones are pretty discouraging to unwanted attention, if that helps?” 

“Sure they are,” Red Hood snorts. Jazz tries not to look disapproving, given his compromised state. That kind of thing can bother omegas in heat, she knows. 

“That’s what people tell me,” is all she says. Obviously it’s not just the default parts of her scent that make it a strong deterrent, but as for the force of the emotions and claim she can put into it . . . 

Well. She just hears it’s “discouraging” to other alphas pretty regularly, that’s all. And also some betas, depending on their sexuality. And, um . . . well, a little closer to “catnip”, for omegas, but . . . 

“I’ll believe it when I smell it, knothead,” Red Hood snorts again. “Prove it.” 

Jazz isn’t sure that’s a good idea, considering–again–his compromised state, but, well . . . he’s clearly a strong omega himself, and maybe she’s a little miffed by him just assuming she’s lying about something like that, that’s all. She knows plenty of alphas do lie about their pheromones or even lay on fake ones, but . . . well, it’s hard not to wonder if he just thinks she’s a lesser alpha because she’s female, or because of how she’s dressed or looks or speaks, or just because. 

Her inner alpha doesn’t love the experience of one of the most gorgeous-smelling omegas she’s ever scented sneering at her worth as an alpha without even giving her a shot to prove it, either way. 

“Are you sure?” she asks.

#danny phantom #dc comics #laughing #omegaverse #stories

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thinking about tori's chunin exam (the second one) again

one thing i want to play with is tori just having a completely different mindset from everyone, especially when it comes to the point of tests. because her origin story is being a high-strung pre med student, she is acutely aware that tests frequently have more to do with how you understand the exam rather than the material. like yeah, you have to know your shit, but you're unlikely to get into the top percentile unless you ALSO understand the game.

and growing up in oto just reinforces this. you think orochimaru is testing you on the thing he asked you to do? no!! there's seven other secret tests baked into the thing! look underneath the underneath!!

so anyway, tori is very aware that she's being tested on her ninja skills, BUT ALSO on a bunch of other stuff. second round survival portion? you mean her being able to size up potential opponents and, if she plays her cards right, pick who gets into the tournament? why would she try to finish first.... she needs to stalk other contestants and see what they do.

the tournament part she's been explicitly told is for her to show off for Konoha. tori's normal style.... doesn't really loan itself to showing off. so she goes in with a premade plan for a Very Cool Looking Convoluted Jutsu, and now she's shopping for the perfect genin to unleash it on. she is going to pick off genin she DOESN'T think will work with her plan. so she's gone into multiple levels of Off The Rails here

shisui at team 2: they're testing your ability to function in an unknown environment. your goal should be to get to the finish line while minimizing damage

tori: yeah but, see, you can also PICK your opponents for the tournament

shisui: i guess that's technically true. you might be able to pick off a stronger opponent in a setting where you can work as a team, and that will benefit you in the tournament. but you should only attempt that if the opportunity arises and also points strongly in your favor

tori: i mean if you plan enough, you can make anything happen :)

shisui: but it shouldn't be a priority

tori: besides, you don't want to pick off the strongest possible opponents, because the point of the tournament isn't even to win. it's to show off. so you want to shop for genin whose fighting styles are impressive enough it looks good when you beat them, but that you can exploit and--

team 2: what

shisui: tori PLEASE stop giving advice. they are genin

anyway, tori can bias the tournament to a certain TYPE of genin (for her grand plan she wants kiri kids with swords, which is like half the entrants) but she can't seed the tournament. so she unleashes her Cool Convoluted Jutsu second round and then in the finals is like. whelp. i did with i came here to do.

finalist genin: your trick won't work twice!!

tori: cool

tori: (hits him directly in the head with a bamboo pole)

anyway the Mood of this whole arc is that tori is silently freaking out and high anxiety the entire time because she's been given like seventeen goals (win the tournament, but do it in a specific way, also don't melt people that's bad PR--)

but from the outside it DOES look like she just played the whole tournament like a mildly friendly supervillain

shisui, whose previous concept of "young genius" was just "beast modes the challenges," NOT "itachi playing 5D chess in his spare time for no reason": TORI WHAT ARE YOU DOING

kisame: lmao. you're in over your head with that one, kid

shisui: ???

#laughing #naruto #tori - reincarnation au #stories

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Me vs FF14... again

So, in order to get this very specific material, you have to:

Get a very specific quest

Join a raid (queue being anything from 5min to 40min)

Finish the raid (20min? ish?)

Get the right RNG for the specific material to drop (unknown %)

Roll Need on it against basically everyone else in the raid (because it's the material everyone is there for)

So, for an hour of work, you might get a single piece of the material (if you're double-lucky). And you need at least five of those pieces to actually craft anything.

... Yeah, I'm suddenly very deeply reminded of how this game is designed around "play for an hour ever day" with things actively discouraging you from "finishing" things, because that would stop you from having the "log in every day"-habit that they can use to milk you for cash.

(Like, it's a well-known psychological technique designed for "hooking whales" into making a game their "hobby", which would convince them that it's okay to spend money on it (since they've already spent so much time on it). The fact that the game works as a monthly subscription (and if you can't power-through in a single month, you'll just have to keep paying for more months) just makes it more obvious that this is their money-making strategy.)

Again, it's a shame. Because I do enjoy the dungeons and the raids. I just don't want to have to do them 100+ times in order to have an RNG-based chance to maybe get the thing that I want.

It just makes me think of what kind of amazing game they could've made if they hadn't needed to constantly find ways to turn it into a frustrating grind in order to keep their players busy (or willing to pay money to skip it).

#which material am i talking about? allagan silk. it's not ''important for gameplay'' i just want it for an outfit. #but the idea of hiding something not just behind an awkward-to-get-to raid. but also behind this level of bullshit too? #urgh. yeah. i'm again reminded of why i haven't been playing it lately. #(also. i've lost a bunch of treasure-chests to ''being too slow to kill all the monsters that spawn to defend it'' which is just... urgh.) #(i think the treasure-chest mechanic is also bullshit. bcs RNG and me have never gotten along. but TIMING it? really? fuck you.) #ff14 #video games #personal stuff #rants

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#my immediate thought was ''isn't that a tjäder? why the FUCK would he get close to one of those fuckers?'' #and lo and behold he done fucked up. these guys are NOT friendly. but as far as i know they're not endangered #at least not in scandinavia (and likely not russia). i know this bcs there's a hunting-season for these assholes in sweden. #video #cute animal #birds

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kind of wild how much fiction still treats torture as something that objectively works when every study has shown that it does not work at all and is possibly the least effective way to get correct information

#torture bcs the torturer is an evil bastard who is just enjoying himself -> fine #torture bcs the torturer is VERY invested in this SPECIFIC PERSON being in pain (bcs hate/vengeance/etc) -> fine #torture bcs the torturer thinks that dissecting innocent people is important for Science -> fine #torture bcs the torturer wants information -> uhh... yeah no #writing #laughing #fridge logic

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Broke: Sakura/Karin can't happen because both are in love with Sasuke and are therefore too mutually jealous to get along.

Woke: Sakura/Karin CAN happen because they both understand each other through the Sasuke connection.

Bespoke: Sakura and Karin both think they are stealing Sasuke's girl.

#sasuke: *does something annoying* / sakura: ''fuck you. i'm going to seduce this 'new girl' of yours. and then you'll be sorry.'' #/ karin: ''i know i can't win against your feelings for your childhood-girlfriend. but i CAN fuck her. and then i can rub your face in it.' #/ karin and sakura: *gets distracted from the vengeance-plot by the realization that the sex is pretty great all on its own* #/ sasuke: *stares deeply into naruto's eyes for several hours as they shout each other's names* #/ suigetsu: ''... shit. karin got laid. i can't make fun of her for being a virgin anymore.'' #/ ino: ''what the fuck do you mean that karin has 'pretty hair'? huh? my hair is the PRETTIEST FUCKING HAIR EVER!'' #/ ino: ''sakura! get back here and fuck me! i refuse to lose to some nerd in glasses with sub-par hair!'' #/ sai: ''yes. it's very odd. i suppose that boob-size is not as important for lesbians? since yours are clearly bigger?'' #/ ino: ''... i get the feeling that that shouldn't be as flattering as i feel like it is.'' #laughing #naruto #relationships #but yes. mixel speaks the truth. sakura/karin are at their bests when they're petty and mean and violent. #and ''NTR-ing their crush's (perceived) girlfriend'' is... pretty damn fucking petty. and it's mutual dickishness so it's fine.

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watching madoka magica. this is a suspiciously bright opening sequence for the thing i just watched

#after finishing this series the first time i actually ended up rewatching like the first episode (mostly by coincidence) #it nearly made me cry bcs there's SO MUCH going on in the background of those scenes. motives and pain and memories. #and it's actually SHOWN if you know to look for it. and it's amazing. but also horrific. #puella magi madoka magica #anime

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choices made in anger is such a crazy image. if you know what i'm talking about

#that... is one hell of an image #art #philosophy

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> Struggled to stay asleep bcs of back-pain. > (AKA, waking up a few times during the night, and every 5-10 minutes an hour before my alarm goes off) > *every single fucking day this week* > Woke up with a sore throat. > Hmm. > No fever. > Did morning-stuff. > Started coughing. > Hmm. > Still has back-pain, also a bit nauseous. > Tries to go through morning-routine for work. > Has no bread for making lunch-sandwiches. > ... > Fuck this. > Sends a message to my boss that I'm taking a sick-day.

#personal stuff #it was going to be a day filled with meetings and other easy things. so. not great. but also. fuck this. #(also. i think my back-pain might be from moving around during the day. instead of my spine trying to kill me. so that's new.) #i think my coworker actively stresses me the fuck out. bcs he agrees to ''do stuff'' and then wanders off not-doing it. #or actively making more work for me by doing it WRONG for seemingly no reason. #he's a second pair of hands. and i appreciate that when it comes to running around installing shit. but... yeah. #(obvs not helped by us having dead-lines to meet of getting shit ready for installation. and how we're struggling with that.) #and in a perfect anti-capitalistic world. maybe i wouldn't care about results. but that's not how my brain works.

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honestly bard bands in ffxiv are still such a mindblowingly cool concept to me. we hired the wiggles for a fc party once and after playing banger after banger the guy behind it saw us trying to pay him extra gil for the performance but instead of accepting it he flew away with balloons as we chased him across the lavender beds. surreal

#i encountered a bard-band in the wild once. it was really cool. #ff14 #video games #people are weird #laughing

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#showers make me warm. if i go to bed warm i will die. #thus: night-showers means i have to stay up for another 2h+ to cool down (not great for my sleep) #also. i need to spend 1h+ waking up in the morning before i can eat breakfast. showers don't reduce that time BUT #getting into the shower first thing means that i can multitask ''waking up'' and ''cooling down from shower'' #which makes it very productive. and also i get to be clean throughout the whole day. which is nice. #personal stuff