dont know why i feel compelled to do so tonight specifically, but given that i have not posted a selfie in like... 2+ (perhaps more??) years?? and because i am migrating back from twitter to tumblr? i feel like i should break the hiatus with some pics i took in the Natural History Museum of Vienna (our art school class got to visit Austria!!) back in early October
this is not important
but the shirt is important
but it was important to me specifically
bc i was the only person who vissited the museum on that trip
and they only had children's shirts but i bought one anyway
because it perfectly represents my hyperfixation (dinosaurs and paleontology)
and there was so much to see that i ran out of time on the day before we flew back to Scotland so i went back the NEXT day too and spent my last hours in Vienna there to check out every open exhibit
and now this shirt is one of my most prized posessions and imscared to even wash it in case the print starts to fade because in the middle of the museum i was tearing up as a 26 year old woman because i love dinosaurs so much and they had a whole allosaurus fossil AND an animatronic version of it a diplodocus a sauropod leg bone dimetrodons and cynodonts and shit, even "UNIDENTIFIED oceanic vertibrates" and im getting emotional even thinking about it rn oh my god oh my god oh mygod
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The hero is tired. Then again, what else is new? They’re always tired- it’s in the job description. After all, they’re often roused in the middle of the night because a villain is wreaking havoc on the city. If they’re lucky, the hero is simply woken by their own nightmares. Regardless, they get little time to themselves and even littler sleep.
Lack of sleep is an everyday occurrence for the hero. When they walk into work that morning, they push their exhaustion to the side like always and resume work. They fight villains, apprehend thieves, help citizens. All in a day’s work. For a while, the hero almost fools themselves. They almost forget their exhaustion and fatigue. Almost.
It all comes to a close about five minutes before the hero is scheduled to go home. The villain is lurking on some high building a few miles away and the hero is assigned to go fight them, retrieve them, do whatever heroes are supposed to do. Admittedly, the hero isn’t entirely clear on what their mission is. They stopped listening to their boss after they heard “Here’s the plan.”
The hero gets to the rooftop within ten minutes. They’re definitely not breaking any records for speed, but at least they’re present. The villain turns around upon hearing the door slam behind them. Their enemy grins, gesturing widely with their arms and saying something that gets entirely lost in the brisk wind. The hero just sighs under their breath, bends down to assume a fighting position and blocks the villain’s blows.
The villain is particularly fast today. The hero is only really able to fight defensively, as they’re expending all their energy trying to keep their enemy at bay. Perhaps the villain takes notice of this, because they cackle and somehow manage to increase their speed. The hero has to put all their concentration towards not being hit, which proves to be an increasingly difficult task.
A siren sounds on the street below. The noise wouldn’t even reach their ears on a typical day, but today, the hero stops for a moment. They tear their eyes away from the villain and that is their fatal mistake, because, in their distraction, the villain strikes. Before the hero can take another breath, there’s suddenly a knife lodged between their ribs.
The hero stumbles a bit, suddenly feeling off balance. There's a faint rushing sound in their ears and their breaths feel harsher and more labored. They look down at their chest with wide eyes, watching as their shirt slowly turns more crimson. The world around them suddenly feels far more topsy turvy.
“You were supposed to dodge that,” a strained voice that must be the villain’s sounds. The hero is certain they’ve never heard their enemy sound so bothered before. Unfortunately, that’s the least of their concerns. The knife is ripping pain out of them, drawing a strangled gasp out of their throat.
“S-sorry,” the hero chokes out, for some reason. Admittedly, they’re not at all sure why they’re apologizing for getting stabbed. Their mind is far from clear, however, as pain, confusion, and weariness battle for prominence. They fall to a kneeling position and place a hand on the ground, trying to fight off the swirls dancing over their vision. Their free hand trembles as they reach to grasp the knife.
“Don’t pull it out!” The villain’s exclamation makes them flinch so hard that they nearly fall over. The hero looks up, only to find their enemy staring down at them. There’s an annoyed expression on their face. “Gods, you’re so stupid.” They’re pushed backward to sit. The villain crouches at their side, one leg propping them up as they squint at the wound.
“You’re the one that stabbed me,” the hero huffs, trying to resist the urge to close their eyes. Their eyelids sting as they try to keep themselves awake. They know, however, that they shouldn’t let their guard down in front of the villain.
“You were supposed to dodge that, obviously,” the villain remarks, as if theirs is the only logical conclusion. Their hand is warm, almost painfully so, when it rests on the hero’s side.
“Just shut up and fix me,” the hero hisses, clenching their fists. Their grip is remarkably weak, from what they can tell. They don't have to look up to know the villain has an incredulous look on their face- raised eyebrows and disbelieving eyes. “Please.” Their desperation must show on their face, because their enemy sighs.
“How could I say no to that face?” The villain grins mockingly, their attention flittering between their wound and, well, their face. The hero blinks dazedly, wondering why their enemy sounds like they’re in a tunnel. “Hey, whoa. Don’t fall asleep on me...” The rest of the villain’s words fall on deaf ears, as the hero succumbs to their exhaustion.
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whenever castiel is off doing what he needs to do and isn't answering the winchester's phone calls or texts and sam is always quick to reassure dean that castiel is fine and he will answer soon,,, yeah the faith that sam has for castiel in almost all situations is truly noteworthy (and no, do not tell me it's because sam cares less). i have no doubt in my mind that sam prays to castiel everyday at least once to give him some peace in mind. he wholeheartedly trusts castiel to come back to them when he's ready to.
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JAY + THE MUSCLE — THE DEFENDER.
It's more or less accepted that Jay typically acts as the muscle of any given group, but specifically once they get to Auradon. He's the most obvious threat, especially when compared to the small stature of Mal & Carlos and the apparent airheaded Evie. He operates well with this title, and doesn't mind living up to it at all. He enjoys fighting, even if he doesn't enjoy being on the defense. That is, after all, what Auradon assumed he would be once they saw the four of them.
He didn't actually fall into this role until Evie & Carlos made them a quartet instead of a duo. He and Mal operated on a partners-in-crime basis and typically watched each other's backs. With two new additions, who were weaker by Isle standards and fell victim to bullying (even at the hands of Jay & Mal themselves at times), he grew out of the partners-in-crime mindset and went straight into the defender role.
Acting as the muscle and typically shield between the other three and the outside when he could, Jay got used to falling to the back of the group, or placing himself between the biggest threat in the room & his allies.
Given that most people assume him to be less intelligent than the others, it's a surprise for them to find out Jay has a rather strategic mind.
As much as he enjoys fighting, he doesn't actually blindly throw himself into them. As a child he operated on impulse. As he grew into his skills, he began to focus more on strategies, well aware brute strength couldn't carry him through it all, as evidenced by some of the villains he grew up with.
While each of the core four is categorized in a role that may or may not outwardly fit them, just like the other three, he curates a careful image of himself to exaggerate certain traits such as the flirt and the brute.
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also what is with people tossing out support for nonbinary people when the nonbinary person is a celebrity. as soon as demi lovato changed their pronouns from they/them to they/she everyone, including supposed allies of the community, IMMEDIATELY dropped the “they” part of “they/she” and started referring to them as a woman again. then when “unholy” by sam smith and kim petras won a grammy people talked about how kim petras (just her) made trans history by being the first trans person to win a grammy. and yes this is something to be celebrated, but is sam smith not also trans by virtue of being nonbinary? did they not also make history? or do you not see them as nonbinary because they’re amab and not feminine enough to cross the man threshold for you? and yes nonbinary celebrities are not going to see you referring to them as if they were cis but your trans acquaintances sure as fuck are
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Re: blorbo from my research, here is my favorite ever case study. I'm obsessed with it.
Summary:
- Guy presents to neurology with muscle issues, very clearly has something going on but diagnostic tests are inconclusive
- History is mostly unremarkable. Key word, mostly. He drinks four liters of plain Earl Grey tea per day. For context this is nearly twice the recommended daily fluid intake. All fluids, to be clear, not just tea. He only drinks tea tho
- Bergamot is known to be phototoxic in high doses (reacts badly on your skin with sunlight)
- APPARENTLY nobody previously has consumed enough of it for it to be widely known that it is also, apparently, mildly toxic to ingest in high doses
- Guy starts drinking plain black tea again. Only 2 liters this time (he didn't have a medical reason to drink that much tea, he just liked it) and so now he's fully recovered
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