I Made A Rose Out Of Blutack :D

YOU hates terfs

a lot of straight mcyt ccs are really good at how they interact with and incorporate their lgbt fanbases but personally nothing will ever top how one time in high school a lesbian told techno he was “actually pretty funny” and now the mutual appreciation between him and his lesbian fans is like a notable part of his brand 

I went for a walk and I found some little houses!

That is not my dog, but he was very polite and friendly :D

You walk along the path as you have many times before, the cracked concrete familiar beneath your feet.On one side of you is the cliff; the cliff is familiar too. Numerous cracks run up the pale face; they greet you as you pass them by, an old friend. You counted them, once. Sometimes moss spills out of the rifts caused by time and bad weather, bringing life to the otherwise empty stone. Scraggly plants cling to it's crumbling surface.On your other side there are long stretches of grass, punctuated by trees. In the distance you see the figure of someone with a dog that bounds faithfully alongside them. You smile and continue walking. The sky above you is cloudy and grey. The weak sunlight permeates the air around you and lights your way. It's cold. You wish you bought gloves. You hear chirping above you, and when you look up, you see them. Peering over the nest at you, the chicks ruffle their downy grey feathers and call for their mother. You continue to walk onward. You can see the old abandoned railway, upon its throne of pebbles and stones. No train has run along that track in decades, it lays silent now. When you finally arrive it is a welcome sight; the walk here had tired your bones and you need to rest. You are relieved to see the familiar grainy wood framed by the cold black metal. A brass plaque bears her name.

You lay down the bouquet you carried here and you sit down and remember. You watch and are content.

I dunno if it was a slip up?

I'd probably describe him like that too, I've heard all sorts of people describe others like this.

That guy with the hair

The tree with the roots

It was amazing luck for Not!Sasha that Jon was too exhausted to catch her slip-up. She straight up forgot that bones have a function other than 'spooky' and are normally in hands.

[ID: A screenshot of the transcript from episode 40 of The Magnus Archives, reads as follows:

Archivist: Well, it’s thanks to you, to be honest. If you hadn’t met that ‘Michael’ thing…

Not!Sasha: Yes, Michael… With the bones in his hands. We still don’t know much about him, do we?]

I think Prodigy is going in the direction of "medusans are so beautiful that they break your mind" rather than hideous. Eldritch beauty. I mean just look at Zero - prettiest orb in the delta quadrant

god i need to know beyond anything else what age zero is emotionally. or physically. like no matter what age they are being taken from their hivemind and being used as a tool to brainwash slaves would be extremely traumatic but all i can think of is that the last time we saw a medusan on star trek, they had a name. but all zero has is “fugitive zero”. do they remember their hivemind? do they know what happened to it? do they miss it and wish they could give up this new family to go home?

how old is this orb

Driving past this place is a goddamn nightmare

we only see three colours the rest are made up by our brains

our eyes feel like windows to the outside world, and we think we see the physical world as it is. but we can only see 0.0035% of the electromagnetic spectrum, so basically we see nothing but hallucinations and we are trapped inside our brain.

when u come up with a tiny change for your story that not only makes the writing flow better but also hammers in the character motivations and story theme

the sheer offensiveness of rereading something you wrote, discovering that, hey, it’s actually pretty good, and then reaching the end, wherein you realize that if you want more you actually have to write it