I wrote some things today, in between doing some landscaping (and swatting at mosquitos), and I feel sort of accomplished.
It has been soooo damned long since I’ve been truly and regularly active in the fandom and the RP community that I am pretty sure everyone’s forgotten who I am lol.
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How would the Lost Heir work out with Auklet’s hatching? Would Auklet have to be an infant and the hatchery rather than a hatchery, a nursery? Tsunami would just carry baby Auklet around, probably, huh? Hmm
i don't really know ;-; i guess it would just be a nursery, yeah
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i would like a word with the skulduggery pleasant fandom please
where are you?? (that's the word) /j
i adore those books and like im reading 15 right now and gotdamn its an emotional rollercoaster (as always) but i have a question
why has my comfort character, for like four or five years, been a mESSED UP ASS SKELETON???
like I love skulduggery (/pl) he's awesome but my god if this man isnt fucked. so fucked.
this isnt an "i can fix him situation" either its a "lets just ignore all that because you seem like you'd be nice to talk to"
gotdamn.
is this a widespread thing. this has to be right. there's no way there isnt a hoard of people that have this slightly ever so slightly not sane skeleton as a comfort character.
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when you read a paper and it just makes you want to give the autor a hug and reassure them it's okay that linguistics might not ever be seen as a natural science don't worry about it
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My husband got called a “Tumblr Sexyman Babygirl” at a birthday party last night, and if that doesn’t explain my tall tree of a human who seems like he was Written By a Woman, I don’t know what does.
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Hey, so... I saw your post the other day about Not Getting the transmasc Gwyndolin headcanon. I'd like to make a post (and maybe even a youtube video essay) explaining why I headcanon this. Would you like to be tagged in it, or would you prefer to stay as far away from this disk horse as possible?
Nah, I don't want to be tagged. I don't have any beef with anyone who has the headcanon, it just goes completely against my own interpretation of the character. Please have fun with your headcanon, I don't want to get involved ^^
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I low-key love the fact that sci-fi has so conditioned us to expect to be hanging out with a bunch of cool space aliens, that legitimate, actual scientists keep proposing the most bizarre, three-blunts-into-the-rotation "theories" to explain the fact we're not.
Some of my favourites include:
Zoo Theory: What if there are loads of aliens out there, but they're not talking to us because of the Prime Directive from Star Trek? (Or because they're doing experiments on us???)
Dark Forest Theory: What if there are loads of aliens out there, but they all hate us and each other so they're all just waiting with a shotgun pointed at the door, ready to open fire on anything that moves?
Planetarium Theory: What if there's at least one alien with mastery over light and matter that's just making it seem to us that the universe is empty to us as, like, a joke?
Berserker Theory: What if there were loads of aliens, but one of them made infinite killer robots that murdered everyone and are coming for us next?!!
Like, the universe is at least 13,700,000,000 years old and 46,000,000,000 light years big. We have had the ability to transmit and receive signals for, what, 100 years, and our signals have so far travelled 200 light years?
The fact is biological life almost certainly has, does, or will develop elsewhere in the universe, and it's not impossible that a tiny amount of it has, does, or will develop in a way that we would understand as "intelligent". But, like, we're realistically never going to know because of the scale of the things involved.
So I'm proposing my own hypothesis. I call it the "Fool in a Field" hypothesis. It goes like this:
Humanity is a guy standing in the middle of a field at midnight. It's pitch black, he can't move, and he's been standing there for ages. He's just had the thought to swing his arms. He swings one of his arms, once, and does not hit another person. "Oh no!" He says. "Robots have killed them all!"
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