the only real thing in the world


“To me, the world is not only the shape on the map. On the battle field, all I see are the faces of the order and my friends… I am an awful person aren’t I? Instead of the real world, all I care about is my friends. That’s because they are my whole world… Even if just one of my friends dies, to me, it’s the same thing as part of the world being destroyed.”

Happy birthday, Lenalee! ❤ (20.02)

Okay real talk

Easily the best thing about the success of Nier Automata’s marketing is not only because it’s a sequel to debatably my favourite game of all time but because it’s such an unprecedented success for Yoko Taro, a man whose ideas about the world and developing entertainment media I really admire. He’s had kind of a rough career being a director with grand, unusual ideas but working for a company mainly stuck with developing quick cash in licensed titles so while his games are known for their unique style and avantgarde ideas regarding story and certain gameplay elements he’s never quite had the opportunity to give those ideas the kind of a technically sound framework that would truly bring them over to the masses.

Generally he’s always seemed to be prone to a bit of self-deprecation in his interviews but during the development of Automata he’s seemed so happy it’s just fantastic to see. Working with all this talent at Square-Enix and PlatinumGames he’s finally getting the recognition he’s long deserved.

“I don’t. I barely have any of the good things of being a vampire…
The only two perks I have are night vision and a boost in speed.
Vampires get abilities as they age, or based off how much blood they drink. I’m not going to drain multiple peoples’ blood just to be able to fly, so I’ll just have to wait, I guess. Considering vampires are basically immortal, it’s going to be a long wait.”

Here’s the Cartoon Network schedule for Monday, February 20 (President’s Day) to Sunday, February 26.

So yeah, hey, there’s Steven Universe reruns again! Like I said! It may be for only an hour, but its better than nothing. Expect more Steven Universe reruns on the schedule sometime soon.

This ugly little weekday schedule is only for this week, so don’t panic real hard. Tom and Jerry Tales will return to 9am, We Bare Bears will take over 12pm, and Uncle Grandpa will return to 1pm. Unless things change, of course.

Top 3 shows this week:

  1. Teen Titans Go! is #1, with 165 reruns and 1 new episode this week, 166 total. 50% of the schedule.
  2. The Amazing World of Gumball is #2, with 108 reruns and 4 new episodes, 112 total. It’s 34% of the schedule.
  3. Clarence takes #3 from We Bare Bears this week, with 16 reruns and 2 new episodes, 18 total. 5% of the schedule.

I’m a bit concerned that #2 has 94 more episodes than #3. I think we’re starting to get a duopoly situation with Teen Titans Go! and The Amazing World of Gumball. Oh boy.

  • Aries: A real force of nature. Steals a room when she walks into it, but has gone through an intense period of transformation. Has a natural sense of humour and almost always has a smile on her face, even if forced.
  • Taurus: Knows how to be in charge, but only when she feels like it. Likes nice things but likes food even more. Is torn between travelling the world and staying in her bed forever.
  • Gemini: Can float through a room talking to everyone she meets, but goes through periods of intense hibernation in order to recharge. Has an odd sense of humour but ALWAYS gets what she wants.
  • Cancer: Knows that she needs to put herself first more, but is still not sure how to do it. Has been trampled on a million times but still manages to radiate love from her fingertips. Extremely strong maternal instinct.
  • Leo: Desperately wants attention but doesn't know what to do with it. Will give up everything for the people she loves, but may easily forget about those close to her when she gets distracted by something new.
  • Virgo: Likes to stay active and in control of her life. Never really lets loose like she should, but supports everyone around her having a good time.
  • Libra: Takes care of everyone around her, even if she doesn't want to. Knows the solution to every problem, loves beautiful things, wants to see people smile, has so much compassion that it overflows out of her.
  • Scorpio: Powerful enough to be a witch or rule a kingdom, beautiful enough to make men beg. Into all sorts of magic, but unaware of the magic that flows from her mouth.
  • Sagittarius: Is always laughing and never backs down from a challenge. Likes to hang out with the guys and always needs something new to do. Thinks she wants to be free, but really just wants someone to go home to.
  • Capricorn: Very strong and independent, but very guarded. Has lots of ambition but not always sure how to go for her goals. Filled with joy but needs to let it out more often.
  • Aquarius: Secretly cares about everyone around her, but her stone cold persona refuses to let it show. Often tries to give up on everything when she feels out of control, but is a lot wiser than she seems.
  • Pisces: Embraces every new person she meets with love, but this causes her to get hurt because she doesn't bother with walls. Will bring dessert and salad to a dinner, even if you told her she didn't have to bring anything.

“Regardless of what people in the real world will think of this work, in its world there is no such thing as discrimination in who you love. I will definitely defend only this world.”

The translation is rough because I’m emotional, but wow, Kubo-sensei. This is so amazing.

It also means so much to Yuuri and Victor’s actions. There is no misunderstanding saying “It’s like a proposal” or in the act of placing rings on each other’s fingers. In this world homosexuality is accepted, so the meaning of each action is just as clear between Yuuri and Victor as any heterosexual couple in other media.

There is no room for misunderstanding.

Sometimes i think about the idea of Common as a language in fantasy settings.

On the one hand, it’s a nice convenient narrative device that doesn’t necessarily need to be explored, but if you do take a moment to think about where it came from or what it might look like, you find that there’s really only 2 possible origins.

In settings where humans speak common and only Common, while every other race has its own language and also speaks Common, the implication is rather clear: at some point in the setting’s history, humans did the imperialism thing, and while their empire has crumbled, the only reason everyone speaks Human is that way back when, they had to, and since everyone speaks it, the humans rebranded their language as Common and painted themselves as the default race in a not-so-subtle parallel of real-world whiteness.

In settings where Human and Common are separate languages, though (and I haven’t seen nearly as many of these as I’d like), Common would have developed communally between at least three or four races who needed to communicate all together. With only two races trying to communicate, no one would need to learn more than one new language, but if, say, a marketplace became a trading hub for humans, dwarves, orcs, and elves, then either any given trader would need to learn three new languages to be sure that they could talk to every potential customer, OR a pidgin could spring up around that marketplace that eventually spreads as the traders travel the world.

Drop your concept of Common meaning “english, but in middle earth” for a moment and imagine a language where everyone uses human words for produce, farming, and carpentry; dwarven words for gemstones, masonry, and construction; elven words for textiles, magic, and music; and orcish words for smithing weaponry/armor, and livestock. Imagine that it’s all tied together with a mishmash of grammatical structures where some words conjugate and others don’t, some adjectives go before the noun and some go after, and plurals and tenses vary wildly based on what you’re talking about.

Now try to tell me that’s not infinitely more interesting.

Tumblr science P.S.A

Tumblr is kinda disregarding the scientific community on here. Like we’re invisible to them and their community statistics, because we don’t use a fancy tag in our posts like other blr’s. Like studyblr, medblr, reptiblr etc…

Therefore i am proposing the use of the #sciblr tag. To denote us as part of the scientific community on tumblr and to get us out there, because we’re a huge community. And the science side thing is not serious and honestly only used by kids and for science memes. And.. i hate that sentence. 

Science is being pushed in the background in the real world enough as is and I am not gonna let it happen on here too. People need to be aware of us and the work we do. To inspire others to take interest in science, to show the younger generations what our scientific work is like, and more importantly the people behind the scientific work. To offer and ask for advice. To share pictures of our labs and our products. I bet we’re even bigger than those other blr’s out there. Let’s frikkin show them.

So from now on i will tag any science related things with the #sciblr tag. 



The White Walkers are real, the only thing that can kill them is not dragon glass or valyerian steel but instead shitty katana’s. An army of neck beards rises to save the world from this winter.

Ain’t Got Nothin’ But Love

A Highschool AU SnowBaz fic for the Carry On Valentine’s Celebration

Admittedly, it might not be entirely truthful to say that Baz joined Vocal Jazz because he loved singing.  This is not to say that he didn’t love singing, it just wasn’t something that he tended to broadcast. And yes, Vocal Jazz was a good way of coming out of his shell, breaking past that barrier of shyness when it came to his own voice, plus maybe making some friends.

           However, let’s just say that Baz might not have auditioned if it weren’t for the blonde-haired blue-eyed tenor.

           And maybe he didn’t get up for those early morning practices before class purely because he loved singing, but because he loved something else.  Someone else.


Baz was more than a little disappointed when the group was split into two for the Valentine’s Day Musical Candy Gram event.  Granted, some might find it a little overwhelming to have ten people singing at them in front of the class, but couldn’t he at least have been put in Simon’s group?

           No, because the ensemble only had two basses and two tenors.  Both groups needed one of each, and Simon couldn’t miss third class.

           So Baz was left to swallow his disappointment as he followed his group down the halls of Watford High, singing excerpts of Beatles songs at poor unsuspecting students.  Objectively, it was a cute little setup.  They would barge into a classroom with the chorus of “She Loves You”.  Then Trixie, one of the sopranos, would call out the names of any “lucky” students, who would then have to make their embarrassing way to the front of the room to accept a flower or a card or both from Trixie and be serenaded with “8 Days A Week”.  All in all, not horrible.  Objectively. Baz was just glad he wasn’t on the subjective side of things.

           After fourth period, which he spent both quietly chuckling at the sound of his choir mates in nearby classrooms, and also praying they wouldn’t burst into his classroom or, heaven forbid, bestow a Musical Candy Gram upon him, Baz returned to the empty music room for his coat, which he had left there when the group had met at lunch.  As he buttoned up the coat, he couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit melancholy.  He hated to admit it to himself, but while singing was great, it was nothing compared to singing with Simon.  Because when he was singing with Simon it made “I’ll Be Seeing You”, their competition piece, feel different.  He wasn’t just singing words; it was more of an outlet.  Like pouring his bottled-up feelings down a drain.  They weren’t going to Simon, but at least they were going somewhere.

           “She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah…”

           Baz’s heart sank when all nine of his choir mates filed into the room, singing and snapping their fingers, this time directing their song at him, but he had to smile a little.

           “Really?” he smirked as Trixie came forward to hand him a single rose with a card attached by a ribbon.  “Is this all necessary?”  In response, they burst into “8 Days A Week”, beaming at him like he’d won some sort of prize.  It was mortifying, but it was almost nice.

Baz snuck a glance at Simon, who was singing through a grin, and even though he knew he was probably blushing, Baz held his gaze for a few more seconds, saving the sight to replay later.

“Alright, who’s it from then?” he demanded when the others had finally finished singing.  “There’s no name on the card.”

“Oooh, a secret admirer!” squealed Trixie, but nobody had an answer for him.  Baz didn’t miss the smirk that twisted Simon’s mouth though, or how smug the boy looked when he left the room.


“You know, don’t you?”

Simon didn’t answer right away, but Baz saw his mouth twitch.  “Know what?”

“Who sent me the card and the flower yesterday.” Baz tried to sound indifferent as he trawled through the philosophy section of the library.  “I could see it on your face.”

Simon pulled a book on Aristotle off the shelf, not looking at Baz.  “It’s possible,” he drawled.  “After all, you are my best friend, I ought to know who has a crush on you.”

“What you ought to do is tell me, best friend.”

“I can’t.”

“You won’t.”

“I can’t,” Simon turned to him giggling.  “If I tell you who sent the Valentine, it would be breaking confidence.” He solemnly put one hand over his heart and one in the air by his head.  “I am under oath.”

“Under oath to whom?”

“The person who sent it, of course.”

Baz shot a look at him.  “So you’ve talked to them about it?”

“You could say that.”

“You’re being annoyingly cryptic.”

“Do you have any suspicions?”

Of course Baz had thought about it all day yesterday after school, but his mind had kept wandering back to what Baz wanted.  Because there was only one person he wanted to be behind the Valentine.

And if Baz was being honest with himself, it Simon hadn’t sent it, Baz didn’t want it.

He just shrugged.  “No one I can think of really makes sense.”

“Most love doesn’t make sense,” Simon murmured in reply, so softly that Baz thought maybe it wasn’t for him to hear.  Granted they were in a library, but still.

“Would you tell me if I guessed correctly?”

“No guarantees, but you have permission to interrogate me.  Ask away.”

“Boy or girl?”

“Hopefully a boy.”

Baz raised an eyebrow.  “What do you mean ‘hopefully’?”

“Well, in theory,” Simon stammered, “whoever sent it cares about you enough to know that you’re gay, and if it were a girl, hopefully she would respect you enough to know better than to send you a Valentine.”

Baz had to admit he had a point.  “So basically what you’re saying is that it was a boy?”

Simon smiled.  “If that’s what you think.”

A thought occurred to him.  “It wasn’t Agatha, was it?  Just to get that off the table?”

“No it was not,” Simon admitted, “that would be a bit weird.”

“Especially since she’s still carrying a torch for you,” Baz snorted, maybe a little louder than was appropriate in a library.  Simon gave a wry smile that Baz couldn’t quite interpret.

“It wasn’t her,” Simon assured him, “guess again.”

Baz was honestly stumped.  There just wasn’t anyone else who seemed even the least bit interested in him.  He had thought that maybe Dev had had feelings for him a few years earlier, but now Dev was happily involved with his girlfriend, which eliminated that possibility.

“Really?” Simon smirked.  “No one?”

“There just isn’t anyone who shows any signs of liking me like that,” Baz shrugged.

“You might be surprised at the number of people who would gladly date you.  I mean, you’re certainly not hard to look at.”

Baz shot a surprised glance at Simon, who was apparently very interested in a chapter about nihilism.  Did he just…

“Is there anyone you want it to be from?” Simon asked quickly, like he didn’t want Baz to question him further.



Simon looked up at him with a smile that seemed just a little bit painted, and looked back down quickly.  “You should ask them,” he said in an overly cheery voice, “you could get lucky.”

“There’s no point,” Baz shook his head.

“Why not?”

“There’s no way it was them,” he chuckled sadly, “absolutely no way.”

Simon shrugged without looking at him.  “Maybe that’s for the best.  If you never know who it was, you can just imagine that it was who you wanted it to be, and the person can just imagine that you like them back.”

Baz didn’t have an answer for that.  It sounded like an easy solution, to just let the whole thing fade away and imagine that Simon had picked out the rose with care, that he had skirted around Baz when the group prepared all the Candy Grams so that Baz wouldn’t find his own name among the Valentines. That he had done something silly like kiss the card before tying it to the bloom.

But it was too good to be true, and Baz knew it. He would never stop wondering if he didn’t find out for sure.

So he steeled himself and forced the words out of his mouth: “Was it you?”

Simon looked up at him with practiced innocence, but his eyes betrayed a touch of fear.  “Why would you think that?”

“I just had to ask,” Baz floundered, hoping he hadn’t gone as scarlet as he felt.  “So that’s a ‘no’ then?”

“… No.”

“No, what?”

“No, it’s not a ‘no’.”

Baz’s brain was going at a thousand miles per second, and yet he couldn’t for the life of him comprehend what Simon was saying. “Oh,” was his scholarly response. “So that means…”

Simon stared straight ahead into the bookcase. “I sent it.  You got me.”


Simon finally turned to look at him.  “Why?  Gee, I don’t know, Baz!”  He was whispering, but with so much force that it felt to Baz like he was shouting. “Maybe because in all the years we’ve been friends you have astounded me and I only just made sense of it all! Maybe because you’re brilliant and gentle and so goddamn beautiful and when you sing I never want you to stop, and even if you never found out who sent you the stupid flower or if you didn’t care, at least I would have tried to tell you how much I like you, at least I would have -”

The next sound he made was one of shock as Baz’s mouth covered his own.

The sound after that was one of oh god, finally because Baz had him backed against the philanthropy section and was tangling his fingers in Simon’s curls, burying his lips in heat and need and oh, this is what all the hype is about and it was a million times better than Simon could have hoped for.

“Under oath to whom, again?” Baz teased against Simon’s lips, and Simon laughed lightly as he snaked his arms around Baz’s neck, already desperate for more.

“You got me,” he whispered, reaching up for Baz’s mouth again, and Baz couldn’t help but grin as Simon pulled him down to meet him.  Baz angled his head and deepened the kiss, a low sigh escaping his throat.  In the back of his head he remembered the rose and the card, and took to moment to appreciate the fact that he wouldn’t be throwing them away after all before setting up a long, slow rhythm against Simon’s mouth like they had all the time in the world.


This thing here just destroyed every head canon or shit about Sasuke returning to Konoha because of Sakura. Like, stop.

It was so annoying all that “OMG Sasuke shiden is a SS novel, SASUKE RETURNED BC OF SAKURA!” No. Is a Sasuke’s novel, about his feelings and his most strong bond with his most important person and that person is not Sakura.

He said before this that the only thing that tied him to Konoha was Naruto and now we have this here in where a letter from Naruto makes him smile and he decided to finally return to Konoha. It wasn’t a letter from Sakura. If Sakura words are in there or not is stupid af because she has a hand and she can write a fucking letter for his friend or what? She’s scare? Please. Sasuke only thought about Naruto in all this novel even when there are a lot of forced moments of certain “couples”

But this and the original manga say it all. The one who saved him was Naruto, the one who never gave up on him was Naruto. His weakness is Naruto. He said that Naruto makes him feel in home and remember him of his family and remember him of love.

I don’t even care if after this we have all that NH and SS shit and ilogic moments in where they’re all OOC again. Because this is the real Sasuke.

He returned because of Naruto. He called Konoha a “home” because of Naruto. He has faith in Konoha because of Naruto. He adores him and his own world, he himself said it in the novel.

There’s a spot in Sasuke’s heart that no one has, and it belongs to Naruto not Sakura. Your fucking welcome. 😘

anonymous asked:

Okay, why is no one talking about the Black Mercy? Or how it could have latched on to Lena and Supergirl has to dive into Lena’s mind, only to find that Lena is happily married to Kara with two kids, and she has to convince Lena to leave reject this world for a world where Kara has no idea who she loves? I would cry if this was a thing.

That could go two ways. One, Kara would try to convince her that it’s not real and they’re just really good friends irl. Or two, Kara could say “come back to reality and maybe we’ll have this for real someday”

But honestly? Lena would never go back. With black mercy there would be no more Luthors, or the pressure of leading L-Corp and the media, and no more loneliness. Just Kara and their kids. She would for sure stay in black mercy forever if she got a chance.

MBTI types as schools of philosophy

ISFJ: historicism, the belief that some event(s) or period(s) in history has/have had a pivotal role in the way humans have developed (e.g. believing that the fall of Rome was the turning point of human history)
ESFJ: antipositivism, the belief that human social life does not follow definite laws the way the natural world does
ISTJ: stoicism, the belief that bad and destructive emotions come from poor judgment and that one is most free when they are free from anger, jealousy, and envy
ESTJ: pragmaticism, the belief that practical topics (topics that have real-life applications) are the most relevant topics
ISFP: romanticism, part of which holds that intense emotions like apprehension, awe, horror, and fear are the most beautiful things that humans can experience
ESFP: empiricism, the belief that  knowledge either only or primarily comes from sensory experience
ISTP: objectivism, the belief that reality exists as purely as ever even without conscious creatures observing it but that humans have a connection to reality through their senses
ESTP: critical realism, the belief that some of the senses provide accurate versions of reality, while others do not
INFJ: neohumanist universalism, the belief that extending your love to all living and nonliving beings in the universe allows you to see the ultimate truth
ENFJ: epicureanism, part of which holds that making friends is essential to living a happy and satisfying life
INTJ: solipsism, the belief that the only thing that you can be absolutely sure exists is your own mind
ENTJ: transhumanism, the belief that advanced technology can and should be used to enhance humans’ physical and intellectual abilities
INFP: idealism, the belief that reality as we can know it is purely mental and does not exist outside of our minds
ENFP: ethical egoism, the belief that an ethical deed is, by definition, one done in self-interest, so long as you do not knowingly hurt others in the process
INTP: logical positivism, the belief that all of your decisions, conclusions, and beliefs should be rooted in scientific discovery and evidence
ENTP: structuralism, the belief that human social life functions as a large, overarching system or process

sometimes i wake up and realize that there really was a game where there is a badass father/daughter duo where they are both hot assassins and the father not only encouraged her lifestyle but helped train her?? and the game itself was marketed with emily on the cover. trailers with /her/. not corvo. that she is a respected woman in a relationship with a nb person and is also friends with a disabled bi woman of color and this is all wrapped up in the most perfect game in the world where the developers are great people that listen to player feedback? that admit that they did some shitty things in the first game that are problematic. and that this company and game is real and it deserves our praise and worship. dishonored. its the dream.


Okkayy, so I did a lot of researching to buy the real thing, but ebay prices is ridiculous. So I found a manufacture on alibaba that can produce it. However, there is a minimum quanitity for me to buy. Was wondering how many of you would be interested?? I’m not going to make money out of it. It’s whatever cost from the company($~2) + shipping. Just let me know and please commit! Will update about once they get back to me. Only thing is they won’t talk (i dont mind tbh).

Reply “yes” if you are forsure interested!

Reblog to spread the word please :) The more the better because the price would be cheaper!

Does anyone remember Artemis Fowl’s report card from Saint Bartleby’s School for Young Gentleman? That one day he answered all of his professor’s questions correctly and the next day he answered all of them wrongly, telling the professor that it was the chaos theory and Artemis was only preparing him for the real world lmao