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this song reminds me of that peculiar strange feeling you got when you were sick as a kid laying on the couch home from school, being up at 2 in the morning, absolutely sleep deprived with fogged thinking with this song just repeating on the dvd menu after all the episodes played through; the song almost reflecting your groggy and derealized mental state. you were still awake but couldn’t muster the effort to reach over and grab the remote to shut off the tv. the feeling of hearing the illusory song linger on in your head fading in and out in pitch darkness like an afterimage that kept you awake even without the stimulus from the tv was more than unsettling. then the overwhelming silence of the house after the tv’s power was suddenly cut was louder than anything

Send in a word for a /detailed / headcanon~
  • Frog: Does your muse make any strange noises? Or do they do anything relatively strange with their mouth unknowingly?
  • Antler: Does your muse hunt? What do they hunt if they do? How often do they go hunting? Are they for or against it? Where do they go hunting?
  • Seaweed: Does your muse like the water? Can your muse swim? What temperature does your muse like the water to be?
  • Hornet: How patient is your muse? Are they easily perturbed? What sets them off the easiest?
  • Popsicle: What does your muse do to cool down in the heat? Does your muse overheat often?
  • Rhino: Is your muse wanted for something? What item do they value most? What is the bounty on your muse's head? (If they have one.)
  • Sandpaper: What does your muse's skin feel like? How about their hair? Is one part of their body a rougher texture than the other? Does your muse have any callouses?
  • Fire: What is your muse's temper like?
  • Stomach: What is your muse's health like? Are they missing any organs? Do they have extras of some organs? Any strange features your muse may possess that nobody knows of?

Christmas Prompts

Anonymous said to alloftheprompts:
Hello,mate. Can I ask for some Christmas AUs please? Thanks and hope you have a nice day!

I hope these prompts help.

  1. Characters decorate the tree together and they have very different ideas about what it should look like.
  2. Character is shopping for presents and someone talks them into buying something really strange.
  3. A distant relative announces they’re coming over for Christmas.
  4. Characters make their own Christmas ornaments and they have a hidden meaning.
  5. Character A is used to celebrating Christmas in fashion very different from what Character B is used to.
  6. Character meets Santa Claus and learns a secret.
  7. Character is employed as a Christmas Elf… an actual Christmas elf on the North Pole.
  8. Character embarrasses themselves at a company Christmas party.
  9. All the presents your character bought for their loved ones disappear.
  10. Character is tasked with creating a present for their boss’s child.
  11. Night before Christmas, your character’s Christmas decorations are destroyed.
  12. Character is turned into a Christmas ornament.
  13. Character is spending Christmas in a strange place.
  14. Character wants to bring back an old family tradition.
  15. Character relives a Christmas memory.

There’re also the prompts from a 25 Day Christmas Romance Challenge.

anonymous asked:

I kinda agree with Cynthia, I'm a huge CxQ shipper and I don't really liked they interaction in the last episode. But I liked Q and F interaction very much, even without the coockie scene e the huge gap they left. You girls didn't discuss that on the podcast, so what you all think about Q and F relationship in this episode?

Great question. We can gif it all the way to the moon to try to make it seem sweet. But it wasn’t, imo. Let’s be honest, he was awkward, as it should be. The man has no experience with children (as far as we know). He’s a mess, Franny’s a child. Moreover, he was crossing lines that are not okay in any functional adult’s handbook. My kids would be totally freaked out by a strange (relatively) man from the basement discussing some random man watching their mom from across the street. I love Quinn… but let’s not pretend like this was an okay subject to discuss in front of a four-year-old. That was Gansa’s point, I suspect, along with the mug throwing. Quinn fans - most of us - are all desperate to believe in his relative perfection, but that’s simply not the story they’re telling.

Gansa knows he’s created a character who is almost universally adored. And that’s exactly how we want to view our soldiers - as heroes - somehow beyond the reach of the flaws that befall normal mortals. It’s a fiction we are all cling to despite what we know about vets’ PTSD, depression and suicide. How many of us, deep down, just want Gansa to hand waive this chapter and return Quinn 1.0 to us? It’s this very belief system Gansa wants to unpack and lay bare.

Well then...

As hard as I’ve tried to stop it (and question where the hell she came from), I’ve got a strange idea of a character for the TAG world.
Would it be strange to have a Tracy relative who wants a normal life but ends up accidentally saving people anyway?

Some more Joshua Tree National Park photos

Some more photos I took yesterday during my hike in the Wonderland of Rocks area of Joshua Tree National Park. This particular space is loaded with strange things, and is a relatively dangerous place to be without a guide or a good set of maps, or GPS that works for you. Over the years, a lot of people have gotten seriously lost in the labyrinth, and several have died.

All photos by rjzimmerman February 19, 2017.

A “typical” Joshua Tree National Park boulder formation.

The “Astrodome,” which is a favorite among rock climbers.

So many cactus in this area. These are prickly pear, many with emerging blooms. Other cactus in the area include foxtail, barrel, hedgehog, claret cup, beavertail, and so on.

Manzanita read to bloom.

The “red obelisk”

The “wave” or the “monster rock.” I see a saber tooth tiger. From a different angle, one can see a nun hovering over a kid in class, getting ready with her ruler.

gonnaironyerhide  asked:

Frog

Frog: Does your muse make any strange noises? Or do they do anything relatively strange with their mouth unknowingly?

The unpleasant sound of Starscream’s voice is mostly the result of an injury, subsequent injuries and a glitch that it caused. This had three major effects on his voice:

-It goes up and down in volume often without any reason, though he has gotten better at controlling this than he was originally after it happened.
-It goes up and down in pitch randomly, again Starscream has improved at controlling this, but not much.
-It sounds hiss-y, almost static-y most of the time, Starscream cannot fix or control this problem at all.

vaesha-draecon  asked:

🔪 (for any of my muses)

He had been warned about Vaesha Draecon by those who had taken him in at the College of Winterhold. Something was not quite right with her, they had said. She was rumored to be mad as a hatter and murdered men in their sleep, bathing in their blood as she did. Where those rumors had come from, Medivh did not know nor care. He knew what Vaesha was and knew enough of her past to know she was dangerous if he crossed her.

That is why he tried to make her a friend or an ally while he was here on this strange world. The relative she had mentioned the day she had brought him here, did not reveal much about her to him. He understood why. He was new and a stranger that could not be trusted. Medivh did not bother to ask further until he had gained somewhat of a reputation at the college.

Still he had been warned even by him to steer clear of her if he valued his life.

He should have listened.

Or at least not venture out into Skyrim alone with her, his thoughts pierced through the veil of pain that paralyzed him in his back. He could not move and dared not to try anything or the dagger near his spine would slice cleanly through the central cord of his nervous system. “Vaesha…” he gasped with a choked breath. “Control yourself,” he tried to reach through to her.

He wasn’t sure if it was hunger that drove her to attack him in the middle of the night or if it was the madness he caught glimpses of over the months he’s known her. Whatever it was, he needed to quell either one and sate her somehow. A way that did not involve in him dying or getting hurt further.

Still not over Stan being there for Dipper and Mabel’s birth.

I mean, this implies that he was close enough with Mom and Dad Pines that he probably showed up to other family events.

He was probably that strange relative who showed up every other Thanksgiving or Christmas and would make bad dad jokes and try and spend time with the kids but only scared them off.

This means sending the twins to Oregon for the summer wasn’t a big deal to the Pines parents. I mean, Stan was the kind uncle who showed up for their birth and called on the twins’ birthday every year and was always as involved as he could be. He could be trusted to keep the twins from falling in a bear trap for the summer, right?

Stan probably didn’t go to too many family events though so he didn’t blow his cover but it’s clear that he couldn’t stay away from what was left of his family. Dipper and Mabel no doubt represent the last hope he has of having a family and living a happy normal life.

Imagine That New Species Have Been Discovered

Imagine that three strange new species have been discovered, and that all known members of these species are male, and very small in number. The government decides to make a truce with the species, as they have the same basic mannerisms as humans, for peace between our races and for reproduction so that the species don’t die off.

The new species, three different ones in total, all look strange yet relatively human. The first looked exactly like a normal human but with large, vibrant blue eyes with bright green sclera, not to mention they stood at about half the height of a regular adult. The second species had large wings, either leathery or covered with feathers, and patches of feathers or scales creeped onto their skin in matching color to the wings. Members of the third species look normal from the waist up, as they have shape shifting qualities, but the waist down is a mass of colored tentacles that could increase and decrease in number as they willed.
And for the treaty to be fulfilled to the fullest, women with suitable wombs would be selected to breed with the new species (nicknamed Mini, Wings, and Tenta respectively), they would produce offspring until at least one suitable female was produced and birthed, then they would receive a large sum of money from the government as thanks and could carry on with their normal lives.
Imagine that you have been selected to breed with a member of the new species, and you couldn’t be more anxious. You threw a fit, you’re only 18, still in high school, but no one would listen. Your mother was excited for your children and mate, and your father was excited for the large sum of money that could put you through medical school and then some.
Your classmates, once they heard about your selection, bullied you ruthlessly about it. Called you names like ‘slut’ and ‘whore’ in the halls, knocked your things out of your hands in stairwells, threw things at your heads in class, but the worst was yet to come. You were dragged into a dark broom closet and had your mouth covered and limbs bound as someone carved into the flesh of your arms. They laughed as they did it, and left you after to be discovered by the janitor who knows how long later and rushed to the hospital. You didn’t need stitches or a blood transfusion, just tight bandages on your forearms. Your parents pulled you from school after the incident.
A few days later you’re taken to a meeting at some office with other women who have been selected for this project so that you can be told what else needs to be done as well as how each species reproduces so that you all can reproduce the new species’ children. The Minis reproduced by placing their young in a larval state into the womb using their penis, about five or six at a time, and the gestation period was only about 5 months, then they would be birthed like a typical human infant. The Wings reproduced by ejaculating into the female, eggs would be formed and birthed after about 4 months, then they would be kept warm in a nest until they hatched about 2-3 months later. The Tentas inserted a mixture of semen and eggs into the female’s womb, and the gestation period is anywhere from 6 months to 10, depending on the size of the clutch. They finish up the presentation by introducing the women to their mates, and they all seem very excited, except for you.
You’re nervous, you’re scared that your partner will just take you and leave you, you’re scared that your partner will abandon you for the duration of your pregnancy, you’re completely terrified. You’re so scared and nervous that you don’t notice the man trying to get your attention until he lightly taps on your shoulder, causing you to flinch pretty hard.
“I-I’m sorry!” He spoke, you looked at him, eyeing him up gently. He was about 6ft tall, with soft green eyes and auburn hair that framed his face gently, he had a little weight to him, but it was covered by a white button-up shirt. But what really caught your attention was the small group of thick, soft green tentacles that pooled about on the floor where his feet would be. All in all he was very
“Cute…” you mumbled softly. A blush covered both his and your faces when you realized you had said that out loud.
“Um… my name is Tomo, it’s nice to meet you miss.” He introduced himself shyly. You felt a little better when you realized he was probably just as nervous as you. You introduced yourself and shook his hand. As you continued talking with Tomo, you felt comfortable and quickly found a friend in him.
You learned that out of the five surviving members of his clan, only he and his clutchmate named Byaku were able to reproduce, as the other members were far too old or weak to be able to. He smiled and looked over at the other Tenta in the room; with blond hair, icy blue eyes and tentacles, and standing at about the same height as Tomo, he looked a little intimidating. But the mannerism that you saw him speak to his partner proved your first impression of him incorrect. He was gentle and was trying to soothe his nervous partner.
You also learned that Tentas were a completely consensual species, and you thanked Tomo for befriending you, and he blushed sheepishly before mumbling a response. You two talked for what felt like forever, but had only been a few hours. The government officials ended the meeting by saying that in one week, the suitable women and their partners would be moved to a hotel building where they would stay for the consummation and gestation, with plenty of doctors on the premise. As you bid Tomo farewell, a single thought crossed your mind as you drove home:
“Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.”

- Heya! You can call me Bunny, and I’m the author of New Species. This is my first story like this and on this blog, so I hope you enjoy! I’m planning on making this a two part series, so now that the exposition is out of the way, we can start the fun!
I’m only planning on making this Tenta story, but if you’d like routes where the reader is impregnated by a Mini or a Wings just send me a note, I visit here pretty often so I’ll be able to see it.
Thank you so much for reading New Species!! -

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Hayley Williams: Life Is Strange AU: “She was a relatively happy teenager, "always smiling” and “laughing”.While she was close to both of her parents, photographs of her and her father, William, suggests she was closest to him. Her attitude took a dark turn following the death of her father and the departure of Max that same year. […] Her emotional temperament took physical form when she cut her hair and dyed it blue. "

The first day back from winter break can be restless.

Many children are still coming down from the excitement of the holidays. Two unstructured weeks away from school — with strange food, rituals and relatives — can be overwhelming for many children, especially when it grinds to a halt after the new year and normality resumes.

But for students whose families are struggling in poverty, time away from school isn’t an exciting blip on an otherwise calm school year. For them, it can be a crippling time of insecurity when it comes to food and shelter.

How To Help Kids In Poverty Adjust To The Stability Of School After Break

Illustration: LA Johnson/NPR

The Sass is Back (The Sword of Summer Chapter Title Masterpost)

1. Good Morning! You’re Going to Die
2. The Man with the Metal Bra
3. Don’t Accept Rides from Strange Relatives
4. Seriously, the Dude Cannot Drive
5. I’ve Always Wanted to Destroy a Bridge
6. Make Way for Ducklings, or They Will Smack You Upside the Head
7. You Look Great Without a Nose, Really
8. Mind the Gap, and Also the Hairy Guy with the Ax
9. You Totally Want the Minibar Key
10. My Room Does Not Suck
11. Pleased to Meet You. I Will Now Crush Your Windpipe
12. At Least I’m Not on Goat-Chasing Duty
13. Phil the Potato Meets His Doom
14. Four Million Channels and There’s Still Nothing On Except Valkyrie Vision
15. My Blooper Video Goes Viral
16. Norns. Why Did It Have to Be Norns?
17. I Did Not Ask for Biceps
18. I Do Mighty Combat with Eggs
19. Do Not Call Me Beantown. Like, Ever
20. Come to the Dark Side. We Have Pop-Tarts
21. Gunilla Gets Blowtorched and It’s Not Funny. Okay, It’s a Little Bit Funny
22. My Friends Fall Out of a Tree
23. I Recycle Myself
24. You Had One Job
25. My Funeral Director Dresses Me Funny
26. Hey, I Know You’re Dead, But Call Me Maybe
27. Let’s Play Frisbee with Bladed Weapons!
28. Talk to the Face, ’Cause That’s Pretty Much All He’s Got
29. We Are Falafel-Jacked by an Eagle
30. An Apple a Day Will Get You Killed
31. Go Smelly or Go Home
32. My Years of Playing Bassmasters 2000 Really Pay Off
33. Sam’s Brother Wakes Up Kinda Cranky
34. My Sword Almost Ends Up on eBay
35. Thou Shalt Not Poop on the Head of Art
36. Duck!
37. I Am Trash-Talked by a Squirrel
38. I Break Down in a Volkswagen
39. Freya Is Pretty! She Has Cats!
40. My Friend Evolved from a—Nope. I Can’t Say It
41. Blitz Makes a Bad Deal
42. We Have a Pre-decapitation Party, with Egg Rolls
43. Let the Crafting of Decorative Metal Waterfowl Begin
44. Junior Wins a Bag of Tears
45. I Get to Know Jack
46. Aboard the Good Ship Toenail
47. I Psychoanalyze a Goat
48. Hearthstone Passes Out Even More than Jason Grace (Though I Have No Idea Who That Is)
49. Well, There’s Your Problem. You’ve Got a Sword Up Your Nose
50. No Spoilers. Thor Is Way Behind on His Shows
51. We Have the Talk-About-Turning-Into-Horseflies Chat
52. I Got the Horse Right Here. His Name Is Stanley
53. How to Kill Giants Politely
54. Why You Should Not Use a Steak Knife as a Diving Board
55. I’m Carried into Battle by the First Dwarven Airborne Division
56. Never Ask a Dwarf to “Go Long”
57. Sam Hits the EJECT Button
58. What the Hel?
59. The Terror That Is Middle School
60. A Lovely Homicidal Sunset Cruise
61. Heather Is My New Least Favorite Flower
62. The Small Bad Wolf
63. I Hate Signing My Own Death Warrant
64. Whose Idea Was It to Make This Wolf Un-killable?
65. I Hate This Part
66. Sacrifices
67. One More, for a Friend
68. Don’t Be a No-bro, Bro
69. Oh…So That’s Who Fenris Smelled in Chapter Sixty-Three
70. We Are Subjected to the PowerPoint of Doom
71. We Burn a Swan Boat, Which I’m Pretty Sure Is Illegal
72. I Lose a Bet