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qcon-tinuum · 10 months
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STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE - 2.21 THE MAQUIS, PART II
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trektown · 3 months
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Andy Robinson walked onto set and said “I’m going to be gay” and Alexander Siddig said “You mean WE’RE going to be gay”
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a-heist-of-words · 10 months
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In the most 'Greek theatre' of ways, this is a tragedy. Tragedies are meant to teach onlookers: "See how these rich idiots, despite their riches, cannot escape the consequences of their actions, their hubris, and their defiance of the laws of common sense and decency? See their awful demise? Don't be like them."
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puppetmaster13u · 3 months
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Prompt 214
“I did an oopsie.” 
Clockwork paused in his work, gaze turning from his work towards his ghostling (it didn’t matter if he was an adult, he’d always be his ghostling) who was smiling nervously, avoiding his eyes. 
“Oh?” He kept his tone light, even as he worked on untangling a time knot. Honestly at least Danny was immune to any effect of time, even if he couldn’t look into his timelines in exchange. It came with being the other half of Infinity. 
“Yeeah… you know that corner of the multiverse you told me not to go to because you’re working on some time problems? I might have stumbled into one of the worlds in the corner…” 
He stopped his machinations, fully turning towards Danny- Space, his Core whispered and quivered in utter delight at having an Equal in power- with a raised eyebrow, leaning on his staff and silently telling him to explain. 
Danny poked his fingers together, giving a nervous laugh. “So uh, I was just exploring right? Well me and Ellie, you know how she gets when she can’t wander, and um… I er, we might have messed with some things in the creation of it… I didn’t know it was part of that universe, I swear! It was so far at the fringes and halfway into the Zone and I couldn’t just let a universe die before it began and-”
Oh- Oh! His ghostling (and his grand-ghostlings it sounded like) had claimed his first universe! He could put off these time knots, this was a grand milestone for any Ancient, nevermind such a primordial force as one of theirs.
And this is how a DC world came into being with humans evolving with more avian traits. Like wings. And claws. Look, Dan thought it’d be funny if they gave baby humanity wings and Ellie started rambling about how much farther they could travel if they had them and Danny thought it could be cool. Oh well, time to keep an eye on their itty baby world now…
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wigglebox · 10 months
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Shh, they want to hold hands 😌
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flamingpudding · 5 months
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Cats are liquide, so is Daniel
... that's what Damian decided after having watched the other for a while and noticed behavior similarites to Alfred, the cat.
Daniel comes and go like he wants unless you made a set plan with him, the only times he appears for sure where the meals Alfred made sure he attended. Otherwise, good luck finding the other if he doesn't want to be found.
That had irked Damian a lot at first but he had learned to accept it, if not completely willingly but Richard insisted that it was good brotherly behavior of him to not demand to Daniel's location when he doesn't want to be found.
Another thing was that his newly acquired brother purred. Like a cat. Damian would never admit it towards his other siblings. But his efforts in getting along with Daniel tripled when he learned this fact. For one, the switch from calling him Fenton to Daniel gained him a pleased purring. He was not calling him by nickname yet, that was something he would refuse longer until he ran out of tactics to make the other comfortable enough to purr.
But the most common fact that Daniel appeared to have with Alfred, the cat, was that his body must be made of liquid or at least as flexible like a cats. While Alfred, again the cat, found tight spaces like vases, bags, bowls and other things comfortable to rest in, Daniel appeared to show something similar.
Tight spaces, like a cupboard, the nocks between to shelves, the little space between a shelve and the ceilings. If Daniel disappeared he could be found in spaces like that. But what him appear even more liquid like was the was Daniel also tented to rest in more common spaces.
Damian had blinked in disbelieve the first time he found Danial in the common room. One leg on the couch, the other on a side table his back laying on the floor a book in his hands he was reading while his head was under the coffee table. And he though is elder siblings were bad with the way the collapsed couches or other seating spaces at times. How was that comfortable?
Another time Damian had found him sleeping, hanging upside down from a bookshelf in the library with his knees hooked on the top of the shelve. The book he appeared to have been reading like that laid fallen on the floor Daniel's arms hanging down above it and his face was getting a rather red coloring with all the blood gravity was pulling down towards it.
Then, there was also that time he found Daniel curled up in a spare tire of the Batmobile after patrol. How did he even manage to fit in there?
So Damian decided Daniel was a human cat. Because as weird as his family was, this was in no shape or form normal behavior. The fact that he was now finding Daniel napping in the chandelier of the foyer like it was a bed proved it. Not even Richard did that.
Really Damian wouldn't even have noticed it if he hadn't happened to look up. He was going to have a talk with Daniel about this even Alfred, the cat, knew to behave better than this. And if that didn't work, then he would allert his other siblings or maybe he should go directly to Pennyworth with this.
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one thing about ik is that she will always reach out
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staarknaked · 2 months
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It's late and I don't give a shit about being eloquent. I don't get how AFAB non binary/GNC/agender/genderqueer and transmasc people can be comfortable in a space that doesn't make space for trans women. If they're excluding trans AMAB experiences, they're not respecting your gender identity. Full stop.
The mindfuck of realizing AT PRIDE that as an afab non-binary person, the lesbian spaces that excluded trans women meant that those spaces did not see me as anything but a woman by what's in my pants. It's invalidation by association and I don't get how that doesn't track for people.
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fashion4standusers · 8 months
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Anyway, if I had a nickel for every time a series had six installments that gradually escalated in ridiculousness, only for the sixth installment to end with a universe reboot and the seventh installment to pick up in a new universe where alternate versions of the original characters now exist in the distant past, I'd have two nickels.
One of those series is JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. The other is Riverdale
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lizaisdrawing · 15 days
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Focus wallace 👁️
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uncanny-tranny · 7 months
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I think it would really benefit people to internalize that mental illnesses are often chronic and not acute. Some of us will never be able to jump the hurdle of managing illness, much less sustaining a sense of normalcy. Many of us will never "recover," will never manage symptoms, will never even come close to appearing normal - and this is for any condition, even the ones labeled as "simple" disorders or "easy-to-manage" disorders.
It isn't a failure if you cannot manage your symptoms. It isn't a moral failure, and you aren't an awful person. You are human. There's only so much you can do before recognizing that you cannot lift the world. Give yourself the space to be ill because, functionally, you are.
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qcon-tinuum · 10 months
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STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE - 5.06 TRIALS AND TRIBBLE-ATIONS
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without-ado · 8 months
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Comet Nishimura and Venus with halo l NASA APOD Sept. 11
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thoselovelythings · 6 months
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veillsar · 5 months
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WAIT WAIT HANG ON-
Hang. the fuck. on.
Look at this.
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Don't mind the poor quality, I literally took a photo of my laptop screen with my phone cuz I needed to post this right now.
This is our camp in Balder's Gate Lower city, do you see what I'm seeing?
They have drying laundry hanging above them.
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On Gale's side, look up toward the right corner - we see colorful laundry hanging there to dry, probably some carpet or blankets, those are almost definitely Gale's judging from the aesthetic. Normal, fun detail.
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On Astarion's side, there's also things hanging out to dry, except they are rags. Colorless, dirty, disgusting pieces of cloth that might as well have been sitting in a trashpile. They have holes in them, have been torn, damaged beyond a normal person's tolerance for fabric - but Astarion keeps them and washes them like normal laundry....because those rags were probably similar to what he had used for the last 200 years, so he doesn't know any better. What the fuck?
You can't....you can't just silently put details like this, waiting for someone like me to notice it and have my heart shattered all over the floor. I will cry.
FYI, I do know about the visual comparison between the outside of his tent and the inside, it just adds to the sadness I feel for this man even more. Again, Cazador, when I find you, you'll be a dead man walking I swear to the gods-
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puppetmaster13u · 2 months
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Prompt 233
Danny squawked in utter betrayal as his sister picked him up by the scruff, running before he could attack the ghost hunter. Though it changed to a yelp when a blast nearly hit him, which wouldn’t be an issue if it didn’t almost hit Jazz as well. 
He hiked his legs up, tail curling up as Jazz ran, not exactly able to fly. Her own wings were more designed for gliding through water, and his own were way too small, which wasn’t usually a problem, but using ecto at the moment wasn’t an option. 
They were stuck fleeing like animals, his sister doing the best she could with how their bag of supplies had gotten left behind three states ago. But he was hungry and tired, and honestly wanted to bite the next person to attack them, ghost hunter or no. He bet it would make him feel better.
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