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ragingdumpsterfire · 2 days
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I think the best advice I ever got to stop myself from getting in my head over issues i was having with a partner/friend was “Are you deciding on ultimatums in your relationship without the other persons knowledge or consent? Are you having conversations in your head where the other party is a projection you supply the responses for? If so; you have done this person a huge disservice in not allowing them to answer on their own terms. You have done so much architecture around this problem in your mind that is impenetrable for anyone who was not there when it was being built.”
That shit really changed my life and honestly? I think made me a nicer person to be around.
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ragingdumpsterfire · 2 days
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and your darkness is shining
my darkness is shining
have faith in myself
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ragingdumpsterfire · 3 days
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ragingdumpsterfire · 3 days
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Y'all, the world is sleeping on what NASA just pulled off with Voyager 1
The probe has been sending gibberish science data back to Earth, and scientists feared it was just the probe finally dying. You know, after working for 50 GODDAMN YEARS and LEAVING THE GODDAMN SOLAR SYSTEM and STILL CHURNING OUT GODDAMN DATA.
So they analyzed the gibberish and realized that in it was a total readout of EVERYTHING ON THE PROBE. Data, the programming, hardware specs and status, everything. They realized that one of the chips was malfunctioning.
So what do you do when your probe is 22 Billion km away and needs a fix? Why, you just REPROGRAM THAT ENTIRE GODDAMN THING. Told it to avoid the bad chip, store the data elsewhere.
Sent the new code on April 18th. Got a response on April 20th - yeah, it's so far away that it took that long just to transmit.
And the probe is working again.
From a programmer's perspective, that may be the most fucking impressive thing I have ever heard.
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ragingdumpsterfire · 3 days
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we could be strangers for one night longer
who any of us are, well
nobody knows
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ragingdumpsterfire · 3 days
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I think it's a sign of good media when you have to reread or rewatch it to get the full experience. First time is for getting your brain blasted by the story and being confused second time is for knowing who's who and what's what and willingly getting your brain blasted again.
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ragingdumpsterfire · 3 days
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This is a PSA:
This baby is baby
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This boy is baby
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This teenager is baby
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This young adult is baby
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This man is baby
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This... we barely accept as canon but still love and support
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(My poor baby)
(Ps: hopefully it's fixed now, tumblr screwed up the order of pictures 🙄)
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ragingdumpsterfire · 4 days
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Thank you for the tag!
Pale greyish blue, Red Fox, Mint Chocolate Chip
Tagging @pandora-writes-stuff @angelofchiralium @eurydia @tastyfiddle and anyone else that wants to join in because I’m being shy with tagging 😂
A person's favorite color, favorite animal, and favorite flavor of ice cream can say a lot about them when considering the answers as a whole. Some prime examples I've heard are:
~ Silver, Artic Wolf, and Mint Chocolate Chip.
~ Pink/Yellow, Putu Bird, and Cotton Candy.
~ Light Brown, Tree Kangaroo, and Rum Raisin.
~ Green, Pig, and Cookie Dough.
Mine are:
~ Burgundy, Fox, and Moose Tracks.
Tag some friends and get a sense of who they are! :)
@notable-bumblr @persistentchaos @enterfandomreference @valerietompson @paper-crowns-and-tiaras @ironxprince @acecuddle @angst-dealer @hey-you-i-just
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ragingdumpsterfire · 4 days
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mutuals in my heart we are all doing arts n crafts together
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ragingdumpsterfire · 6 days
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'cause I'll be holding all the tickets
and you'll be owning all the fines
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ragingdumpsterfire · 6 days
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Trying to be less allergic to colour, my headcanon for 70s Ocelot.
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ragingdumpsterfire · 7 days
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nora stephens, book lovers 
you’re in books. of course you don’t have a life, none of us do. there’s always something too good to read
happy birthday @intofolklores, love you so much
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ragingdumpsterfire · 7 days
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ragingdumpsterfire · 11 days
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NSFW Alphabet feat Delsin Rowe
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A/N: Well well well, what do we have here? Another fic I started months ago and forgot about?? 😅😅😅😅
But it is at last done, hooray!
Enjoy. 😘❤️
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Aftercare (what they’re like after sex):
It depends on the nature of your relationship. If you're someone he deeply cares for, then he's going to make sure he takes care of you in every way possible, and that includes aftercare. Gently washing you over with a damp cloth, bringing you some water and snacks. However, if this was a quick fling, then he'd more than likely be gone before you even woke up. 
B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):
His hands, have you seen what he can do with his hands? And I doesn't just mean his conduit powers. Delsin is a rather simple man and loves nothing more than to watch you walk away. The curve of your ass is simply sinful. 
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically):
Delsin loves the taste of you. It's his favourite thing in the whole world. He loves nothing more than to settle between your thighs and make you come undone with nothing but his mouth. 
D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):
Delsin gets ridiculously turned on by being bound by his own chain. The way you wrap it around his other wrist and lock them with a padlock gets him going in a way he didn't know possible. 
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?):
Delsin's had a few fleeting love affairs throughout the years, but he's not quite as promiscuous as he makes himself out to be. 
F = Favourite position (this goes without saying):
Reverse cowgirl. You get to fuck him however you want and he gets to watch himself enter you over and over and over again.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.):
Delsin is generally pretty goofy at the best of times, and sure, he quite often makes an ill-timed joke during more intimate moments. But when you both really get into it, he's 100% focused on the moment. 
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.):
We all know he doesn't bother much with his actual hair, forever having a beanie glued to his head, but as for "down below," he doesn't have any hair at all. Preferring to shave it all.
 I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect):
Delsin can naturally be goofy. It's part of his personality, so you have to expect a dumb joke every now and again. But he is always very serious about making sure you enjoy yourself as much as possible. Completely lost in the feel and taste of you. 
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):
He loves jerking off over your body. It's his ultimate canvas and his fluids, the paint. 
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):
Anything that he can paint on your skin with. Stretched out and bare before him, his fingers trailing the edible body paint over your skin, creating a masterpiece. Just. For. Him. 
L = Location (favourite places to do the do):
On top of the ruins of the Seattle tower. It's quiet and private, with a great view of the city. Also, what better place to secretly stick it to the DUP?
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going):
The obvious answer is you. But more specifically, when you're being rebellious. Spray paint can in hand, giggling to yourself as you spray your latest design. 
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs):
Hurting you on purpose. Delsin has already seen so much death and destruction. Needless violence. He might lightly bite you from time to time, a playful slap on the ass here and there, but he won't go further than that. 
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.):
As much as he loves the taste of you on his tongue, there is nothing sexier to him than you on your knees with your lips wrapped him. 
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.):
Delsin has a lot of energy. His blood runs hot, so he tends to be fast and passionate. But that doesn't mean he can't take it slow and sensual when the occasion calls for it. 
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.):
He is all for quickies! Delsin loves every inch of you and will use any excuse to be all over you. In an alleyway, on the rooftops, concert bathrooms... anywhere anytime.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.):
He's a vigilante conduit. Of course, he likes to take risks every now and again. Quickies near a DUP checkpoint are his personal favourite.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?):
Delsin takes good care of himself physically, and with his extra strength from being a conduit, he can definitely go a lot longer than the average man. 
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?):
He's not so much into toys, but he definitely loves to use his wrist chain on your own wrists. Holding you down below him, spread out and waiting. 
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):
Delsin loves LOVES to tease. Whether it be his fingers creeping up under your clothing, whispering spicy comments in your ear as you're trying to ignore him or he'll "innocently" nuzzle into the crook of your neck.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.):
Delsin is surprisingly quiet when it comes to moans. He'll grunt and pant, harshly gasp your name as he gets close. Whisper all the filthy things he wants to do to you in your ear. 
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character):
His hair is a particularly sensitive area for him. It drives him crazy even if you're just innocently playing with the silky strands. He can't help but whimper as you playfully tug on it. 
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes):
Lean muscle, caloused fingers, and maybe a couple of hidden tattoos under all those layers.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?):
Delsin has a pretty high sex drive. Even just being in your presence makes it hard for him to keep his hands off of you. There's something about you that just draws him in. Your scent, your voice, your soft supple skin, the feel of your body heat next to him. He can never get enough. .
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):
It takes Delsin a while to fall asleep afterwards. Too caught up in gazing at your beautiful/handsome features. Fingers gently stroking down your cheeks as you sleep peacefully in his arms. 
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ragingdumpsterfire · 12 days
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Little sapling boy 🍃🌿🌱
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ragingdumpsterfire · 14 days
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ragingdumpsterfire · 15 days
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So! Below the cut are two little scenes of Astarion being in a relationship with God Gale. I had planned to have a couple more, but honestly, I just couldn't get the words right, and it was driving me crazy having the file just sitting there staring at me all the time.
(Mild spoiler warning for a Gale ending.)
Enjoy! ❤️
Astarion smiles happily to himself as the heavy wooden door swings open silently after a few tweaks of the lockpick. He was a “rogue” after all, locks meant little to him. The only light in the temple is the silver moon beams filtering through the windows. Dust motes dance and flitter around the vampire as he struts his way up the central carpeted aisle, the air thick with the faded smell of incense. He lights a few candles on the altar, admiring the way the flickering light plays on the statue depicting the god of Ambition himself, Gale, formerly of Waterdeep. The air shifts as though another presence had entered the room. It had startled Astarion the first time he had felt it, convinced there was someone else in the temple with him. It was only after Gale had physically appeared that he realised that the feeling was not someone’s physical presence but that of a god who, although was not there in person, was paying attention. 
He hops up onto the altar, one leg crossed over the other as he leans back onto his elbows. 
“Oh great god of Ambition, I do hope you’ll help me with my ambition to capture the attention of a very handsome but very absent God. He’s been gone so long and left poor little me all on my lonesome. Who knows what kind of trouble I could get into here…all alone…in this big empty temple. Invite a few people over, maybe some wine. A bard could be a good idea. Any great party has music. Sh-”
“-Don’t even think about it, Astarion. That’s quite enough, thank you very much”. 
“Well hello darling, looks like you just answered my prayers”. The rogue sits up and reaches forward to grab the god’s robes, pulling him in close to press their lips together. “You know, I’ve always wanted to do it on an altar”. 
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Astarion bites back the burning rage and tumultuous green eyed monster that was threatening to burst forward. He was lurking in the shadows of the temple, listening to all the prayers and exaltation for the god of Ambition. He should be happy for Gale, proud even, but he couldn’t ignore the gnawing at his innards. Why did the wizard get to have the power he had so craved using the crown of Karsus when he himself was denied ascension to become the most powerful vampire lord of all time? Would it have been so bad for both of them to be powerful together? Was he truly even worthy of the god when he was barely sure he had been worthy of the wizard?
Eventually, the crowd filters out again, leaving Astarion alone with his thoughts once more. The candles are burning low, casting long shadows across the walls. He sighs into the empty room before flipping a gold piece onto the altar and turns to leave. Just before he grabs the door handle, he feels the reassuring presence of his very own god, Gale. It didn’t matter how he felt about it all really, the warmth of the energy seemed to sink into his very bones, warming the cold blood that flowed through his veins and soothes the fire that had raged inside him. It was a strange feeling to be loved.
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