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Look, peak wriolette dynamic is Neuvi being 100% in love but being too emotionally constipated to realize it.

Ar first he thinks that Wrio presence upsets him but it doesnt rain so maybe is not that. The melusines feel pity. Furina is the one done with Neuvillette shit for a change.

The he finally realizes and is over.

In a nutshell:

Neuvillette: Fell first and fell harder.

Wrio: just along the ride. He somehow pulled the baddest bitch of Fontaine and doesnt know how.

It's so weird like Childe tried to drown an entire nation + tried to kill us and we're besties with him, totally trust him, Paimon is making jokes about him making up excuses to see the traveler.

And then Lyney simply exists as a fatui and suddenly the traveler doesn't trust him entirely anymore and starts acting cold towards him as if THEY DON'T HAVE A FATUI HARBINGERS VISION IN THEIR POCKET??? HELLO WHAT?? How dare Lyney..exist as a fatui?? Childe can try to drown a nation but Lyney can't simply exist smh wtf hoyo

I thought it was more of a matter that the Traveler didn't know. With Childe, he was upfront, the Traveler knew almost immediately - this is Childe, he's a Harbinger. He was very upfront on his identity as a Harbinger.

In contrast, the Traveler didn't know Lyney and Lynette were Fatui. He found out from Furina in a damn murder trial - with Lyney being the main suspect.

The situation is completely different. Plus - we knew Childe before the entire Delusion situation in Inazuma as well. From what we can see, Teppei was someone the Traveler cared for, and his death was caused by Fatui.

So, yeah, it's understandable that the Traveler is cold. But, it does look like they're warming up.

Wait what's a buildings fire evacuation plan if you aren't supposed to use the elevator to get down

You go down the stairwell/fire escape. Is that weird?

But what if you have a walker or a wheelchair??

in america at least, in this situation, there isnt one. either your loved ones or the firemen can get you out using the emergency fire escapes or stairs, or you die 

That's fucking horrific, thank you

“fun” little story:

last summer my friend who is an amazingly talented artist and i were in this super tall building, and she’s in a wheelchair and i’m pushing her around the room. it’s an art exhibit and some of her art was chosen to be showcased there and so it’s all fine and dandy until suddenly an alarm starts going off

a FIRE ALARM

everyone starts running for the stairs and my friend just looks at me with this forlorn look on her face

“i can’t go down the stairs”

but i’m a stubborn bitch “i’ll carry you”

“what about my chair? it’s too expensive for me to be able to get another one if i can’t get this one back”

“i’ll carry that too”

and i did. we went to the stairs (by then most people from our floor were gone) and i lifted her up in a fireman’s carry over my shoulder and then lifted her chair up and used the ridiculous amount of adrenaline that was coursing through my veins to make it down approximately 20 half-flights of stairs until we met some people exiting lower floors, one of which who kindly took the chair. I changed positions so i was holding my friend bridal-style which was, somehow, easier and the person who took her wheelchair (with her permission to handle it of course) accompanied me to the ground floor and then out the doors

basically there is no real protocol for people who can’t use the stairs in an emergency. it’s up to the people with them, if anyone, to help them or the person to somehow make it down the stairs alone, unassisted

thank fuck that it was just a faulty alarm system, because if i was unable to carry her down those stairs and the building was on fucking fire???? then i don’t know what would have happened to her, but i don’t think it would have been very good.

it’s fucking ridiculous and ableist to the absolute max.

I use a cane. When I did a day-long fire safety training at my northeast American university (UMass Amherst), I asked that exact same question: “what am I supposed to do if the fire alarm goes off and I’m in my lab on the twelfth floor?” 

the fire marshal hemmed and hawed for a while and then said to take the elevator- you’re supposed to leave it free for the fire department to use and they want able-bodied people out fast not waiting for elevators. if the fire alarm has just gone off the building probably hasn’t suffered enough structural damage to make using the elevator dangerous, and modern elevator wells are heavily reinforced. many large and high-trafficked buildings on my campus have fire rated elevators that link in with the fire alarm system so they won’t let you off on a floor with a possible fire. 

if the elevator isn’t working, wait in the stairwell and call the fire department to let them know where you are. modern stairwells are also heavily reinforced- it might not be pleasant but modern building code usually requires fire-resistant stairwell doors in office and big residential buildings, also to help firefighters get in and out safely. older buildings’ stairwells may or may not be retrofitted with fire-resistant doors but a stairwell is generally the safest place to wait if you can’t get out. 

what happened to your friend was horrible, and i’m very glad you were there to help her out, but you can absolutely use the elevator to evacuate if it’s not shut down. those don’t-use-the-elevator rules are for abled people.  

This is GOOD TO KNOW. why do they not tell people this??

Okay, firefighter here. If you are not physically able to use the stairs, and the elevator is NOT compromised, use the elevator. But you MUST be ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that the elevator is NOT compromised before you get into it, because there is always the chance that once you get into it, you may not exit it. Power could go out. The elevator may actually BE compromised and you just couldn’t tell from where you were until you were in there, and it suddenly shuts down on you. Something else could happen. 

Understand that once you enter the elevator, you could POTENTIALLY be taking your life into your hands there.

It is NOT LIKELY, to be perfectly honest. It’s only in a pretty catastrophic scenario - think the Twin Towers, USA, on September 11th - that the elevators will be compromised and out of service. But there is a NOT ZERO PERCENT CHANCE and you need to understand that and accept it.

As for leaving the elevators free for the firefighters, okay, here’s the deal. Unless your nearest fire station is literally right next door? Your first on scene fire truck is NOT likely to be there on scene and needing that elevator before you get to the ground. It takes us TIME to find the address, gear up, and drive to the building. Then we need to hoof it into where the elevators even ARE, so YOU HAVE TIME to use the elevator to get down to the ground floor... BUT ONLY IF THERE’S NOT A RUSH ON THE ELEVATOR! And THAT is WHY we don’t tell people this shit. That’s WHY we tell people to NEVER USE THE ELEVATOR... because every self-entitled asshole will use it because they don’t feel like walking, and then put YOU in danger by delaying the elevator’s arrival to you.

IF, however, the elevator IS compromised, or you just can’t get it to come for you, or whatever, and you either don’t have anyone with you who has the adrenaline fueled BALLS to be able to toss you over their shoulder and hoof it down the stairs with you - because, let’s face it, that is RARE AS FUCK, then HERE IS WHAT YOU DO:

You call 911 and tell the call taker that you are in the building that has a fire alarm going off, and you are not able to evacuate because of a physical disability, and you tell them what floor you are on, and EXACTLY what stairwell you are waiting at. And the very FIRST thing that the firefighters are going to do once they arrive, if it is, indeed, a REAL emergency, and not a false alarm, is come get your ass and bring you down. Whether that means carrying you down the stairs, or whether that means locking out the elevators so that no one else can override them and coming to get you themselves, they WILL come get you FIRST THING if it is a real event. And if it is a false alarm? You will probably be the first person who is not involved with the building to know, because the call-taker is going to stay on the line with you until you are under someone’s care and out of danger, or until the scene has been sorted out as real or false, and you are out of danger that way.

These are pretty standard operations in the fire service throughout the United States. There may be some minor variations based on specific municipalities, but, for the most part, this is pretty typical: LIFE BEFORE PROPERTY. So, as long as SOMEONE knows where you are - hence why you call 911 - Firefighters will come get you. You are NOT alone, and you have NOT been abandoned. I PROMISE. It’s like, our whole reason for doing the shit we do: to save lives and to break shit. Sometimes, we get lucky enough to do both at the same time.

High rise fires suck ass, and I always hated them. But the very FIRST thing I asked anytime we got one was if we had “any entrapments” - which is what we call anyone who could not self-evacuate for ANY reason. We ain’t leaving you behind. And yes, your friend who doesn’t have the stamina to carry you down can stay with you, too. Because I would never ask that of someone, honestly. 

Also, just a little FYI... MOST fire alarms are false alarms. Not to make anyone complacent or anything, but, yeah. Most of them are either system malfunctions, someone accidentally hit a pull station, or someone burned popcorn in a break room. So don’t let a fire alarm freak you out until you need it to - by smelling or seeing smoke or flames. 

i have had multiple nightmares about this very thing because NOBODY BOTHERS TO ACTUALLY TELL WHEELCHAIR USERS THIS STUFF

every time i see those posts like ‘what food from a show did YOU always wanna try’ i go lol none? but i just remembered im a liar

i always wanted the fucking soup brock made in the pokemon anime

Hello OP, i don’t have anyway to prove this is the same recipe they make in the shows but i make this to calm my inner kid from wanting the fictional soup:

Make sure you have all your ingredients ready and at hand for this one to make sure it comes out nice and tasty!!!

Notes:

I personally prefer to use chicken, love how it goes with potatoes and veggies. Also the tight is very tender and flavorful. With beef you have to be careful not to overcook it or it’ll get gummy and hard to bite, so make adjustments.

VEGAN: could also skip the meat, cheese and heavy cream for a vegan option.

I make it for my younger sister and she loves it. Instead of meat i add some diced, toasted nuts when served. Cashew, pecan and pistachios work nicely.

You’ll have to use 5 tbsp of flour to thicken up the broth a tid bit more without the heavy cream but you can still use a vegan milk.

You can totally skip the coriander, but it adds another dept of flavor.

Do try it with the cheese tho, i promise it’s GODLY. Gouda and manchego are my fave, the melt nicely and have a strong after taste, but i guess any cheese that melts could work.

Finally, if you are like me and like spicy food you can add chopped chili. Serrano and arbol chiles are my go to’s, freshly chopped sprinkled just after serving my bowl.

Hope y'all give it a try and if you have any doubts do ask!

Provecho!

this is literally the best addition i’ve ever gotten to any of my posts thank you so much

Hey I tried this recipe out and I can confirm that it tastes heavenly!!

Can confirm this soup is absolutely divine!

Substituted spinach for broccoli because my partner is not a fan of the latter and used chicken and bacon. Gonna try it again with a nice Italian sausage in place of the chicken next time.

idk i just had to continue this bc i had the image of kaveh shaking al haitham stuck in my head to laugh at

Don’t Think About It: Lego Monkie Kid Edition

Don’t think about Monkey King or Sun Wukong or the Great Sage, whatever he’s calling himself at the moment, looking at his successor and seeing himself. An impulsive, powerful young man surrounded by a pig, a water spirit, a dragon, and a scholar.

Don’t think about MK constantly defaulting to ‘my friends have abandoned me’, like during Sleep Bug, when they were gone for just a moment. Don’t think about what his parents might have been like to make him so scared about being left behind and so willing to accept it at the first glance.

Don’t think about Monkey King playing that simple Journey to the West video game over and over again, closing his eyes and straining his ears at the cut-scenes so he can pretend for at least a moment that he’s hearing his friends’ voices again.

Don’t think about the face he makes at the end of Revenge of the Spider Queen, getting away from Tang and the others as fast as possible because even if they aren’t reincarnations the sight of such a similar group must have sent him reeling.

Don’t think about how Monkey King gave away his staff, the most prevalent symbol of his power. He destroyed the mural of himself and his friends, too, and he did it so easily. He’s erasing himself from the world, severing all ties that connect the Great Sage to life on Earth. Don’t think about how common it is for suicidal people to give away important heirlooms because it simply doesn’t matter to them anymore.

And don’t you dare think about what would happen if Sun Wukong decided to leave Earth behind. Don’t think about how empty and silent Flower Fruit Mountain would be, how desperately MK would try to rebuild the mural because even a picture of Monkey King would be a comfort.

Don’t think about MK losing the one person he was sure would be around forever.

*sshh... don’t think about the fact that Wukong knew that getting the fourth Samadhi Ring from Mei would have ended in his death - and him going after Lady Bone Demon by himself was a bad idea too* 

(But, no, for real, how did the characters not notice Wukong’s, frankly, concerning actions during that time? I really hope it’s a plot point in Season 4.) 

No, kids should not have unsupervised acess to the internet.   Yes, I got that and it was the best thing that ever happened to me.    Its a paradox.

It’s not a paradox – it’s a different net.

When we were kids, the internet was a sandbox-style open world – full of dangerous things, yes, but also nearly unlimited potential – and we learned to be careful, and we learned fast, and we learned fairly well.

Now, the internet is a series of black box silos built by corporations to maximize engagement at the expense of everything else.

I may have seen Two Girls One Cup by accident and at the tender age of ten, but I never had to deal with companies using gambling-addiction-creating strategies pioneered in literal casinos to try and make me hand over hundreds of real dollars at the same age. I may have been exposed to vicious bigotry in anonymous and pseudanonymous messages boards, but I never had algorithms spoonfeeding me explicitly far right radicalizing content. The blithely unfettered access people of our generation had is just genuinely not the same as what kids with unsupervised access are getting today.

There were also like… actual places for kids on the internet back then. Real ass websites full of engaging content geared towards children that was made by actual people who cared about the product.

The corporate internet has pretty much leveled the majority of it and what hasn’t been leveled has largely been turned into advertising. All that’s left is horrific bot-generated content and advertisements and algorithmic slop. The rest is the Adult Internet.

There’s fewer curios and neutral spaces, fewer forums, fewer places that are topic-specific- it’s all on youtube or social media or tiktok or whatever. It’s all the corporate net, where algorithms and advertisers are enacting agendas on their users literally constantly.

Before, unsupervised internet was dangerous because you could find anything out there. Now it’s dangerous because of what you can’t avoid.

cr: 百变花央

I’m out here buying tshirts and pants like a chump while some people are just wearing the world’s best rectangles

whenever twitter wants to land their hot takes about age gaps in relationships, I think what’s often overlooked is that it’s not all that unusual to not be aware of how old the people in your personal life are.

if you asked me how old my coworkers are, i don’t think I could give you a single confident answer. I could give you some educated guesses based on their appearances, interests, and behavior, but not anything more specific than “I think Kat is in her 30s?”

Not only is it not unusual, but the “problem” with toxic relationships that involve an age gap usually isn’t the fucking age gap, it’s the power imbalance and the abuse of it. It’s the fact that, when you’re dealing with what I think most people imagine when you say “age gap”, that being like, a high schooler and a significantly older person who is probably out of school, the issue is that the older person has a lot more freedom, financial means, and independence than the younger person. And THAT can be abused.

Age gaps aren’t inherently bad, the older you get the more likely it is that you will have age gaps, both younger and older, in ANY relationship you have (romantic, platonic, etc.). I have co-workers who are younger than me, I have co workers who are a lot older than me. I’m on the younger end (27) so not so much co workers who are THAT much younger than me, but when I’m like. 35? I’ll STILL be around people, and probably be friendly with people, in their 20s.Maybe even very early 20s (fresh graduates) because that’s how life works.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

This is about the only good thing that’s come out of the pandemic

It’s missing my favorite:

this kid is 14 oh my god is no one teaching children to protect themselves online anymore…

Meanwhile us olds are like: I don’t have a carrd and I’m not reading yours

Please don’t advertise your personal information, anyone could find that and use it however they want.

Oh my fucking god it isn’t 1998 anymore no one cares

??? Wtf does this mean??? 80% of employers google you before hiring you, child predators use that info to groom kids, abusers use that info against victims, police/government track activists online? Do you honestly think the internet has gotten safer since 1998????

also don’t tell any rando who wanders onto your blog with unknown intentions the specifics of how they can trigger you???? no????

the fact that its not 1998 anymore is exactly WHY you should be more fucking careful. do you have any idea the tools people have now compared to then? the fact that its gotten exponentially easier to find people in real life based off online info while young people have gotten extremely comfortable sharing all their personal details is deeply concerning.

im sorry no one ever taught you internet safety but that is NOT because its not important anymore. ITS MORE IMPORTANT THAN IT EVER WAS. please listen to the people whove been on the internet longer than youve been alive. our intentions are good and internet safety is vital. especially if youre queer, which i know for a fact a lot of you are.

Listen, guys and gals and nonbinary pals. I know you’re going to think this is all overblown. But give me two minutes of your time.

My current roommate and I met on Tumblr. In the first three minutes I knew her I KNEW HER ADDRESS FROM HER ETSY. She only lived three miles down and one block over from me. Once we became friends, it took me literally fifteen minutes to drive to her house.

“Okay, but you guys are friends, roommates even, you love each other, what’s the problem?”

The problem is, this story doesn’t always have a happy ending.

The problem is, in another story I’m still 32, but she’s 15 instead of 43, and I’m an asshole.

The problem is, I am an adult. If a first meeting goes wrong, I have a car, a cell phone, and a tire iron in said car that I could defend myself with. What do you have?

The problem is, if you put identifying information out in the open, it could cross paths with someone who only lives 15 minutes away. And maybe they don’t care, and maybe they’re a chill person! That’s often the case.

But maybe they’re not.

“But I don’t put that kind of information—”

Listen. I’m gonna tell you I went to high school at General McLane and grew up by the cove. I’m going to mention that I HATED walking to my bus stop because it was out by the highway. At some point in our conversations, I mention that I’m walking down to the corner to get some ice cream.

Go onto Google and see how long it takes you to figure out, within a quarter-mile radius, where I grew up.

I can tell you how long it took me, using only the information I just provided you: two minutes. I looked up the school and got the address. That gave me the town name. I put that into Google Maps. I found Edinboro Lake and another body of water near it. Zoomed in on the streets near that second body of water, and boom. Cove Drive, right next to an ice cream shop, opening onto a highway.

You now have a radius of less than two blocks where I might have lived.

Do you feel a little less safe putting that information out there? You should. Because I didn’t use any special programs, any elite hacking knowledge. I used nothing but Google, the name of a high school, and two offhand conversational mentions, and in two minutes I’d narrowed it down to a single block. Go ahead—try it yourself.

And yes—I can do this for my roommate, too, even having never been to her hometown. All I need to know is the name of her town and a story about crossing the street and a neighbor’s yard to get to the Walmart.

Do not put this information out there, guys. 95% of people you will meet online are legit. Many are delightful.

But some are not. And those are the ones you need to watch for.

THIS.  Almost 20 years ago, I took a class on internet security. Nothing fancy, just an overview of the ways that people with bad intentions can gain access to your accounts and information. The number one security risk? People. You. It doesn’t matter how safe you make your systems when a tiny bit of social engineering and half a brain cell can get you to give them the info they need.

Our “final exam” was to find all of the information that we could on the teacher. Now, he supposedly knows everything that you should and shouldn’t do, right? So we shouldn’t be able to come up with much. Except, apparently I’m really good at finding info on the internet. I managed to find his hometown, high school, year of graduation, and even yearbook pictures. I passed the class, but it just goes to show that any schmoe can come up with enough info to track you down and hurt you.

That list of ‘just the basics’ filled me with a feeling of disbelief and horror.

I think this is one of the most important things everyone needs to learn. Maybe just a brief overhaul of your age and things you don’t like - maybe not triggers, since we have the blocking system and muting/blocking specific tags (which really need to be looked up on again, especially with people coming from apps like TikTok where you can get in trouble for not censoring a word properly - that mindset is actually really damaging to a place like Tumblr, because if it’s censored, then the tagging system won’t pick up on it, potentially exposing people that have it blocked for a reason). 

Mostly, I think we need to be careful about what we put online; and we need to teach our younger family and friends to be careful about it too. Don’t put your name, don’t put your age, keep triggers away from you (block, don’t interact, etc), and try to protect yourself as much as possible. 

Don’t put personal information out there. It’s better to be safe than sorry. 

thinking SO hard about that “Babybel gets transported outside of his own mindscape with Luz and Hunter and ends up stuck in six year old form” concept

i want him to have adult Belos’s memories and knowledge but he’s physically occupying the body and brain of a small child so like his cognitive development level is really lagging behind what he’s used to (which wasn’t a problem in the mindscape where it runs on dream rules, but unfortunately,)

he’s scheming but he’s also having a hard fucking time because like you will never. ever convince me. that Philip Wittebane is not a deeply traumatized man. all rectangles are not squares but all squares are rectangles and brother? this is one developmentally disrupted square.

so anyway he’s got four hundred years of being fucked up and evil crammed into a six year old brain and he’s furious and terrified and overwhelmed and going to get put in shitty mindbaby jail for sure.

serenely choosing to interpret the fact that he never said anything in Babybel form but then immediately would not shut up in Belos form is because he was nonverbal for a very long time in childhood* and therefore, not possessing several centuries’ worth of verbal communication workarounds**, he can’t talk to anyone in the Owl House

they give him a big sketchbook and a bunch of colored pencils and markers, because if there’s one thing the Owl House has in abundance it’s craft supplies

he spends a while being profoundly frustrated by six year old motor skills and total lack of most of the artistic muscle memory he’s used to but starts to work something out that doesn’t totally disgust him

i just want him to without really thinking draw a familiar face, look at it, and get hit with 400 years of missing (and recreating and raising and programming and using and being betrayed again by and murdering) Caleb but, and this is the crucial part, with the emotional and cognitive capacity of a six year old

and burst into furious tears

(*people were not, i think, kind about this)

(*actually there are a couple of notable occasions as Belos where he gets confronted with something he clearly doesn’t have either a preplanned speech or a well-oiled social script to respond to and just. does not say anything.)

1. OP how could you do this to me, specifically, a person you have never spoken to before. My entire soul wants this. How am I to function now with this on my brain.

2. How dare you try to leave this in the tags:

Oh what I wouldn’t give to know the what the mental fallout of a 300+ year old man would be to realize he a. Just tried to consume paper because he didn’t like what was on it, and b. Bit the person who stopped him.

For those who see this or are even remotely think this is interesting in any way I had a random idea for an Dadpin AU that popped into my head late last night and as thanks to @roosterteethloverwritingblog for discussing things with me and helping me out with ideas I decided to write out my my thought process

Beast AU

(I may change that later if someone else has a better name to call them)

Basically the plot is not much different from canon. Except with one key thing. Instead of Faunus’, every human has an animal companion deeply bound to them emotionally and physically. Basically the concept of His Dark Materials/The Golden Compass but not really set in that universe.

The concept I have is that animal companions or Beast wouldn’t come about until after the Gods thanos snapped the world. And I’m the aftermath of that instead of the GoD leaving Faunus, he leaves animal companions instead.

Team RWBY:

Team JPNR:

Now we get into my favorite part of the reason I came up with this Au; the Ozma’s.

So originally I was just going to have Oscar be the only Oscar be the odd one out and have him not have a Beast, making him an outcast amongst his peers and then after Oz dies at the fall of Beacon BOOM, the kid suddenly gets one in the form of the old headmaster of beacon.

But my conversation with @roosterteethloverwritingblog lead me to really think about it and I decided to have that concept but add that it was just part of the curse that was bestowed on Ozma.

Almost every person in Remnant loves and adores their Beasts, they are born with them, they are their other halves but the Oz’s? Their bond and loves is deeper then that because it goes back centuries. And with every new life time the connection and love only gets stronger.

Which we now go to Oscar.

Whom was heavily bullied by kids his age and older for not having a Beast. So one night when he was fast asleep while the Fall of Beacon was happening miles away.

He dreamt, dreamt that someone needed his help, he reached out and pulled, gasped a hold of the person whom needed him and instantly connection was formed, and seemed to burn his body in doing so.

And then he woke with a jolt and found a White Lynx curled on his side. Sleeping just as peacefully as he had been. The Lynx blinked his eyes open and smiled at him, “Hello Oscar. I’m— or I was Professor Ozpin”

That’s all I have for right now, still working everything out.

If anyone at all is interested in this, wants to ask me questions or to do art or fanfic, feel free to drop me an ask I will be more then willing to answer it.