i like to make things at night

Actually funny things in BNHA:

  • “Now eat this.”
  • Aoyama interrupting All-Might’s motivational speech leading to a perfect beat panel
  • The resolution to the Midoriya/Night Eye fight
  • Kouta Izumi punching Midoriya in the crotch and writing a letter apologizing
  • Tsuyu making fun of Sero’s defeat in the tournament arc
  • Sero’s defeat in the tournament arc
  • “I’d say this places somewhere around #2 on my ‘I’d never want someone with a room like this as a boyfriend’ list.”

Not actually funny things in BNHA that the author seems to think is comedy gold:

  • literally every second Mineta Rat Bitch is around
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this fellow is the king of night-blooming succulents . .. maybe there aren’t such things, but he doesn’t care.  he doesn’t have time to go through the legal process of changing his name, and he’s broke because he loves to collect larger-than-average particles of vintage dust.  “king” for short works fine.

he won’t be available in my shop for a while, though.  i got invited to make a display of my snails in the local library, and i haven’t committed to a date yet so it might be a little while ^^;;  there will likely be some snails that i will share in the future that won’t be ready for purchase until a few months from now.  however, if you are very very interested i would consider earmarking them for you to have first dibs.  <3

geekgemcorduroy  asked:

I'm terribly sorry I didn't word it right. Basically I wanted to know what you meant about that The Silver Eyes doesn't treat murder like a cool thing. It's sometimes that's been on my mind for a long time now.

When I said that, I was referring to two things. First of all, it actually portrays the murder of Michael (and Sammy) as events that had painful, long-term, traumatic consequences for a lot of people. It makes the reader feel like something was really lost with Michael and by extension, all the other kids too (I think there’s even a line where Charlie feels bad that she can’t mourn everyone). I like fiction that treats death like it has weight, even when it’s deaths of characters the audience didn’t know, so I appreciated that from the book.

Secondly, the book goes out of it’s way to say that the kind of guy who would put on a rabbit suit and murder children, would probably be a pretty gross and pathetic dude. And I liked that as a contrast to how many people saw that purple pixel sprite and went “he must be a gorgeous generic cool sexy murder dork bishounen”.

Basically I liked that TSE was a book about murder that handled the murder in a non-exploitative way, and the best-written parts of TSE are easily the parts about trauma and grief.

(That being said, TSE also has it’s moments of being a slasher and I don’t think it was nearly as good at doing that, partly ‘cause once I got the feeling no one under the age of 20 was going to die in the present day of the book, that undercut the tension a lot.)

inayaeza  asked:

Do you, by any chance, know a way to make realistic plant-like life form living at night? I'm building a planet with a really slow cycle, so a night go on for what would be decades on Earth, and I'm not sure if glowing mushroom and co would be enough for my plants.

I assume by the nature of your question that you’re planning on having this plant-like life create energy through photosynthesis, yes? Photosynthesis can occur with other types of light, as well. This paper talks about an specific alternative light which could add to the biodiversity of plants. However, from what I can tell, sunlight is the only way that has been truly life-sustaining in our known world. (Disclaimer: I am not a botanist.)

But–like so many things–when you’re working within the laws of a fictional world, you can do so many things that seem impossible to us. Bioluminesence might not feasibly sustain other plants on Earth, but in your fictional world, your “glowing mushroom” could put out a type of UV light that plants on Earth do not. Perhaps it could be enough to sustain other plants, at least temporarily. 

Consider this, as well: If these plant-like lifeforms evolved on this world to live as they do, then perhaps they have energy conserving or energy producing skills that terrestrial plants do not have. What if they save light like a camel saves water? What if they have evolved an ability to produce energy from other sources? Photosynthesis and

Hope that gives you something to think about.

Happy building!

Be reasonable Rick.

A break from my original concept for this next series. I thought about this being during the first night they met, and Lucille has to change her shirt. But then I realized her hair would still be long, so this could be any point that we haven’t seen yet. 

anonymous asked:

Hey, I'm having a really shit night. But I was wondering; when I finally open my own bar... would you three be willing to come to it? And name suggestions maybe?

Sorry your night isn’t going so well. Hope things look up soon.

We will most definitely come to your bar. If you want the bar themed — what’s it called? Supernatural, right? — maybe you could name it something like Full Moon? That’s my best suggestion. Just make sure you don’t get any monster regulars, if you do go with a name like that. We worked a case once where vampire infiltrated this Dracula-themed bar. Or, no, it was that teen novel. My Summer of Blood or something.

— Sam

I know I’m young…

But I really can’t wait to find my person. That guy that will inevitably be what makes me smile when I wake up in the morning and when I go to sleep at night. I’m excited to meet a guy I don’t even know yet! The thought of love both scared and excites me because I’ve never experienced it before, and I’m eager to know what exactly it feels like. I’ve read books, and watched movies, but I don’t think they can exactly do justice to the feeling of love. I’m excited for the little things, like taking goofy pictures of myself in his sweatshirt that I stole, comparing hands, standing on my tippy toes to kiss his cheek, thumping him on the forehead because of something stupid he said, taking walks with our interwined hands swaying from side to side, star gazing, singing along to the radio in his car, him embarrassing me on social media and vice verse. To make myself clear, I can’t wait, but I’m also willing to do that when I do find that guy he’ll be worth it.

ok but is it dumb of me to be a lil bit salty no one understood guzma’s full intentions during that whole nanu thing and only decided to see it as him being a jealous prick (which was true, but there was more to it)

i mean i’m not condoning his behavior i’m just ??? idk i’m feeling very drained now and didn’t want to continue using up my writing energy for the night if it was only going to keep making him look like a 100% ginormous fool

Murdoch Mysteries season 11 premiere

Hi all !!

Today’s the day! Are you ready? The Murdoch Mysteries season 11 premiere is tonight. I can’t wait to see what happens to our favourites characters! I already know that I will cry for the death of one of them, but still, every premiere is always very exciting! - Also,between you and me I’ve dream of them last night, no, no not that kind of dream, but George, Julia and William tried to saved me from two psychopaths and Templars and the only thing that Julia said to me (as we were escaping ) was “ run faster”… Yeah thank you Jul’s, thank you…. 

Originally posted by murdoch-and-julia


Please note that like I did last year, I will try to make my very own personnal review after the episode aired, but I’m not sure that I will be able to do it every week. I don’t know if a lot of you read it, but to those who did : my apologies, and thank you to have last year. I try to keep that blog active and unique, and fun and serious at the same time and I hope you still like it! It has been quite years now! *sigh* 

Originally posted by lorelei80

So, I leave you here ( for now ), I’m about to watch the season 10 finale, just to be sure to be ready for the new season!  

JJB 

anonymous asked:

So I am sure I'm INTP, I fit almost perfectly to every description, all of my friends say "Oh thats so you" when they see memes about INTP, but also... I have this big craving for perfection? I'm actually anorexic, I starve myself to get perfectly thin, I organise things like crazy and stuff. On the other hand I can actually stay all night reading stuff on wikipedia or just watching TED videos and I don't know... Is it strong Si that makes me crave for perfection this badly? What do you think?

I think it’s a combination of functions since neither ISTPs nor INFPs share the unreasonably perfectionist tendencies of many INTPs.

 My theory is that since your auxiliary function serves the dominant function, Ne is the culprit when it comes to the “but if I just…” mentality that INTPs use to fuel their Ti-influenced goal of being precise and efficient. They have this goal, and use their Ne (for better or for worse) to alert them to all of the ways something can be better. 

Perfectionism is also caused by fear of failure, making mistakes, and disapproval(source). Since inferior Fe is so focused on building these connections and being liked, it can cause these fears.

Sorry for the unstructured pile of musings, but it’s all I’ve got.

- INFP Mod

It was Donato at the beach, towel spread across sand and there was no surprise in that. Day or night, these days he spent so much time there, because he could be lost in the sounds of the world or other people; He liked other’s people’s noise these days because it distracted him from the fact that he had no reason to make any of his own, not really. Leaving Lucrezia had reminded him of that.

It was Donato at the beach with a pad resting in lap and a pen in hand as he sketched constellations from memory, finding some peace in that, in the fact that at least there was something to keep his mind occupied. 

Then, a shadow fell across page and he found his gaze tilting up, looking to see who was blocking him from the sun, as a slightly unkind sentiment left lips, “Do you mind?”

When I was a kid..

At night when I’d get up to pee, I used to get a scared feeling like some monster would come out of the toilet to get me before I could make it back to my bed…


So I started imagining that this monster had to get ready before he could come out but he always started too late and his wife wouldn’t let him get ready in time because she kept adding things for him to bring like Mrs. Potato Head in the Toy Story movie…


And so the rule was, while his wife was busy packing him a bag, I would be okay if I made it to my bed before he was ready.


And it worked to calm my anxieties because I was picturing her putting one useless thing after another into his go bag and him trying to be patient with her because she worries about him.


I wonder if they are still together…

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happy birthday to.. me! haha uh its kind of a birthday tradition of mine to draw whatever i feel like no matter how little sense it makes lmao anyway here are yuuri and victor in kinda matchy KotOR star wars robes!! its very late!!! this is not an au dont @ me victor would never work for the jedi he is good and i trust him okay im leaving now bed time

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TBH if someone was making me live in some strange isolated place for an indefinite period of time…gotta take the essentials.

things that make people feel loved:

  • making them a playlist
  • baking them cookies
  • giving them flowers
  • creating art for them
  • random reminders that they are loved
  • writing them a poem
  • complimenting them on their talents
  • asking how their day was
  • sending them links to things you think they will like
  • random hugs
  • “This made me think of you”

rain tunes.

“Sankta.”

Inej woke with a start. Kaz shifted in his sleep and murmured the word again. She stared at him. The sound of it sounded alien - a holy term on a sinner’s lips. 

For a brief moment, Inej wondered if he was asking guidance from one of her own saints. The thought was so preposterous she rejected it immediately; Kaz never begged forgiveness for anything he did. If anything, it was the rest of Ketterdam that constantly went on its knees to grovel at Kaz’s feet.

She was about to fall asleep again when Kaz spoke once more. 

“Sankta,” He whispered like he was praying. “Sankta Inej.”