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eleccy · 2 months
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c'mere for a second, i need for you to look at this.
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Yes, there he be. But I want you to notice something about this cell.
There's no bed. Y'know? No room for one.
But that table, the one the roses are on? That looks like it could be a night table. It's got flowers and a photo frame on it. That's almost certainly a nightstand. I don't see how it could be anything else.
He has to have a bed in there, right?
We're seeing this image from Phoenix's perspective.
So in case you haven't noticed it yet, let me spell it out for you.
Phoenix is sitting on Kristoph's bed.
Is that not the only possible place it could be in this cell? Do you want to tell me I'm wrong about this? Think it over first.
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picture of your favorite moe anime sidegirl kouhais from your favorite gacha games
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hogwartslegacypics · 7 months
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I’ve found yet another reason to be angry with Solomon
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Firstly, take a look at Anne's bed. Notice how the mattress is straw?
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Now let's look at Solomon's. If you look at the foot of his bed, you can tell that he has a real mattress.
I know Solomon must not have had much money (and we can even see both pillows are straw) and could have back issues for all we know, but what we do know is that Anne isn't doing the best. She’s suffering from a curse that causes her to have terrible bouts of pain and gradually grow weaker, and she’s sleeping on straw as Solomon sleeps on a real mattress. He should be prioritizing her comfort, and I’m sure could work some odd jobs to save up for Anne if he really wanted to.
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lesbianfakir · 1 month
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The ONLY romantic fakiru dynamic I will accept is fakir fighting for his life to bring a duck into a fancy restaurant so they can have a nice anniversary dinner
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Lester: I’m such a man who leans in doorways. Relaxes against the counter. Drapes across a couch. Sprawls over an armchair. My spine isnt straight and by god neither am I.
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curapicas · 5 months
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Hadn't noticed that bigger design chair on the side before, but makes sense each has their own space in the table, and this spot must be Lu Guang's-
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... Right? Hold on, let me look at other references from season 1:
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Well, apparently. No.
he was, quite literally, in Cheng Xiaoshi's place.
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askblueandviolet · 5 months
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Ask box is officially open for Mayor!
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They're just a little eepy from working non-stop. But they are more than willing to listen to the words and questions that any of you have!
Don't worry, you can still ask Macaque any questions you want if you missed out on last time. But make sure that Mayor has a chance to shine XD
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thresholdbb · 12 days
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You expect me to believe that the Voyager crew managed to sit still through the EMH's PowerPoint?
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For over an hour?
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In spinning rolly chairs?
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Doubt
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chromet · 9 months
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Via chromet
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randomwriteronline · 2 months
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"Come dance with us, Takanuva," Kopaka says.
Takanuva startles: his eyes fall on the Toa before him for a moment before turning again to the Ko-Matoran festivities. Further away from them Nuju looks thoughtful.
"I never learned any Ko-Koro dances," he replies, quietly, sheepishly.
"They can be taught," Kopaka just says without batting an eye, his welcoming hand extended.
It's familiarly cold when Takanuva accepts it.
He is pulled to his feet, but does not yet join the celebrations. His brother takes him a little to the side so their slowness won't be bothersome to those much more confident in their dancing.
"Your right arm," Kopaka instructs, showing him the right movement; Takanuva mirrors him. The Toa of Ice's gaze turns half-lid. "Right arm."
The Toa of Light looks down.
He quickly changes limb.
His brother nods.
Ko-Koro dances are rhythmic, harsh, heavy, powerful, Takanuva finds out as he follows along - like breaking ice into enormous blocks: motions that in Onu-Koro are lighter become heavy enough to sink in the snow, strikes that in Ta-Koro are faster turn slower to build up momentum, swings that in Po-Koro are more calculated appear sharp enough to cut through stone; they maintain a certain minute grace despite it, like certain Le-Koro leaps or the ways they move their hands in Ga-Koro, and the Toa of Light tries his best to imitate it. The songs they dance to are instead thin and crystalline despite the strict pronunciation of their dialect, their pitch high and strong like wind through the icicles as the Matoran circle the bonfire.
The warm glow flicks across the spectacled white mask with a brilliant flicker, and as Takanuva watches it entranced a thought runs through him - are Ice and Light not the same element?
"Very well," Kopaka praises gently, "Very well."
He fixes his eyes on Takanuva and sees him.
It stuns the younger Toa when he realizes it, just for a second: he sees him. He doesn't see through him, past him, before him, he just sees him - he sees Takua, he sees Takanuva, when it would be so easy to superimpose someone else on him, someone whose armor was also grey and white, who was not quite as he seemed, who was much more than what he seemed, if one in a way so different from the other.
(But was it so different, in the end?)
"Very well," Kopaka repeats with the voice he has when he smiles without showing it.
Takanuva straightens his spine.
Nuju breaks their concentration, chittering and chirping and clawing at the air: Kopaka nods, whistles something that sounds in intention like 'coming, Turaga', and kindly pushes his brother among the cheering Matoran who welcome him without questioning his presence as another song commences and with it another dance.
Takanuva stumbles, unsure. Kopeke pulls his arm and shows him how to start before his Ice brother can do so himself; Ehrye yells out the chorus to the song, to teach it to him, but he messes up a line or two in his hurry before he gets it right, and so it has to start again.
Kopaka sings, too. His voice is powerful, rolling out of him like an avalanche.
Takanuva just listens at first, dancing as best as he can, slowly forgetting to look at his feet and arms and starting to have fun. He meets Nuju's eyes: the Turaga smiles calmly, content.
He starts off murmuring the chorus so softly that he can barely hear himself, volume rising slowly with each repeat; at last he's bellowing it out, syllables a little wrong but voice clear, by his brother's side, dancing just like him, singing just like him, in a crowd of whites and azures and greys that reflect the bonfire's shining light into a thousand stars like quartz prisms, until his throat feels sore and he's stumbling and laughing while holding onto the Toa of Ice's arms breathless and so very happy.
"You're a good dancer, Takanuva," Kopaka smiles at him.
"Thank you, brother," Takanuva replies, and among the dozens of things he is thanking him for on the forefront are welcoming him in his loneliness, and seeing him.
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mittysins · 2 months
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What happens when the old abandoned android you found and decided to restore happens to have a mind of their own?
Teach them all they want to learn about being human, obviously. While also giving them some sweet upgrades!
Meda doesn’t know who made Drew, but he DOES know that Drew is incredibly unique. They have little recovered memory of their life before their shutdown, and they aren’t quite sure what their purpose is, but Meda told them that not everything needs a purpose. Some things can just be.
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soldier-poet-king · 30 days
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THE HORRID YELLOW COUCH HAS BEEN ORDERED ❤️
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chompe-diem · 11 months
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picture this: a classic brian murphy character. cringefail. pathetic. loser status. are you with me? okay—he/she pronouns.
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rayfishandchips · 26 days
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kyle sitting on a table reminds me of the kind of white and black cat hmm
from Green Lantern V3 (1990)
cat pic from google images
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heretherebedork · 1 month
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I officially hate the phrase 'work avoidance' because people use it to describe every single problem behavior and thus create the image of the child being bad and not wanting to work rather than, you know, the students being non speaking high support needs children who are obviously struggling in the environment created in our school. You can avoid ever thinking by just labeling it all work avoidance!
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mxwhore · 5 months
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learned a very valuable lesson today
#for each DICKHEAD you encounter there will always be a kind person waiting for you :)#i was flabbergasted that everyone had decided to be an asshole towards me. a stranger#first scenario: i was in the train watching my phone and this older guy comes up to me and starts going off on a 'kids these days!!' rant#he basically told me that i was BEGGING to get my ass beaten and my phone stolen and he wouldnt come console me when i cried abt it#me being used to this treatment from my grandma i just went ok. and put my phone away#and obviously that pissed the guy even more so he continued to rant until it was his stop#i wasnt too pissed because i was going to HAVE A BURGER!! but still. what??#so i went to get that burger and wait for my mom so we can go to the farm#and the burger guy was extra niceys to me :) we joked around and stuff#AND THEN. scenario number two#i had my delicious burger and i was looking for a table when i saw two ladies sitting with and empty table next to them#and so i went! i was just about to sit down when a random lady SNATCHES the chair i was about to use#i was like WTF???#the two old ladies saw this and instantly went like wtf are you ok??? and starting having a go at the random woman#she ofc in good karen fashion didnt care. so the ladies let me have one of the chairs so i could sit next to them#the woman decided to sit right in front of us and so we started shit talking her between us. it was very fun tbh#i was genuinely bummed at these interactions till i realized that there were lots of strangers that were niceys to me#and have me extra ketchup#anyway!! im off to see my dog now#love u
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