happy immortality day to everyone who celebrates

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YOU ARE THE REASON

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tannertan36
we're not kids anymore.

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Jules of Nature
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

Origami Around
Mike Driver
One Nice Bug Per Day

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KIROKAZE

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@comrade-trooper
happy immortality day to everyone who celebrates
what’s the rush?
The time will pass anyway
what’s the rush?
The time will pass anyway
Heck, if he wanted to do open-heart surgery on me, I’d probably let him.
my personal take on the matter
[ID: A comic of Grace at a table with the Hail Mary astronauts. Shapiro, with her arm around Dubois, asks, "You're sure you and Stratt aren't a thing."
"Absolutely positive," says Grace.
"You've never even kissed?"
"Nuh uh. Nope."
Dubois joins in, saying, "But if she asked you to... say... get your arm surgically attached to hers. Would you?"
"...huh???" says Grace, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, would you?" asks Yao.
Grace looks thoughtful. "Like. I mean. If it was pertinent to the mission, then..."
"Never mind," says Ilyukhina. "Something much more concerning than sex is going on here." End ID]
you won't begin to believe how much I pace my house going "I like dry food! I like playing with shoelaces!" like I spiritually am this cat
Stratt, on one hour of sleep in the past three days and 37 cups of coffee: Okay thank you, I—one minute—where are we on the research grants?!—ok—you, have you contacted—hold on—no I’m not available right now—NASA where are we with the ship?—good—yes I need all of them here—no, redesign that—I cannot talk to the press right now—hand me those charts—why is the patrova line up 4%?!—and you do not have clearance—no time for that right now—the button is over there—do I look like I have two seconds—one minute everyone I’m getting another effing call—WHAT?!
Grace, on the other line: Carl and I made a baby :D
what’s the rush?
The time will pass anyway
Once when I was in undergrad, someone described something as “problematic” in class and our professor was like, “That’s cool, but ‘problematic’ doesn’t really mean anything. It means that the thing you’re describing has a problem, and in and of itself that’s not bad. Art, especially, should always have problems, or else it’s not interesting and not art, either. It sounds like you’re trying to say that this is bad, but you don’t want to say ‘bad.’ Is that right?”
So from then on whenever one of us called something problematic, he would make us talk it out until we could name the “bad” thing we were hinting at. In this particular class, 7/10 it was some type of oppression, and the remainder was like, “I’m uncomfortable because this is very new/confusing/pushing boundaries that made me feel safe.”
Once we stopped calling things “problematic” and stopping at that, class got way more interesting and... we all had to say, like, “that’s racist” or “that’s misogynistic” or “ew capitalism gross” out loud, which a lot of us had never done in a classroom before. Or we had to be like, “Uhhh... I’m not sure what’s so bad?” and confront our own beliefs and that was maybe even more useful.
Anyway. Whenever I see the word problematic, I can’t help but think of this professor being like, “Good starting point, now let’s get specific.” I think when we have to commit to saying “that’s ___” it requires a lot more careful thought about the truth and impact and complexities of whatever we’re claiming. Sometimes there really is some bullshit afoot, and also sometimes it’s art, and it should be full of problems, because that’s what art is.
#'this is present in the text' is often a good first step #but those second and third ones (naming it; describing its function) are vital (via @elucubrare)
what’s the rush?
The time will pass anyway
Could not get this out of my head so now it’s here 👍
Nori's the Doorman that's still sort of uneasy about living with two Disassembly Drones while they're fixing up the bunker— which obviously takes priority over something small like setting up a residential unit for the two of them. But in the end, she's the one telling them they HAVE to be home at a specific hour, or else, along with other rules like "tell us if you're going out." Uzi's also included in them because she's just. Genuinely not used to anyone actually caring as long as she's not spotted "breaking" said rules.
At first, N and V are very tentative about Nori trying to set these rules for them. N's down to keep the peace, listening to her as best he can because he doesn't want to figure out what she'd do if he broke her rules. But V is really not happy with another "boss" that is trying to keep her on a leash. She's not going to just comply with anything Nori says she should. Nothing really sticks as a punishment either, because the best Nori can do is tell Uzi V isn't allowed in her room, and the duo will want to sleep on the couch with her if it even stops V from getting in anyways.
Eventually Nori realizes she needs to sit the duo down to actually talk about why she's putting those rules in place, and how it's not just her going on a power trip, but that she's genuinely concerned about their safety.
N and V don't really believe this, V especially. But then V breaks one of those rules— and is outside the bunker while the sun is coming up. Phone not with her. She hides away inside a building to sleep, but when she gets back, N and Uzi have gone completely ballistic— fighting tooth and nail to get out of the bunker to look for her the second the sun is down, and Nori'd only just got them to bring a phone between the two of them. So V ends up calling them to inform them she's back, safely. And Nori... Doesn't give her a lecture. Is just looking her over, asking if she has any burns, if she needs oil, ect.
V asks what her game is and Nori doesn't have one. She just simply states that N and Uzi had spent the entire day slowly spiralling so badly and had been genuinely sick with worry, and that if V was actually hurt now would be the time to speak up because otherwise Nori wouldn't tell them to hold back when they got there.
V is staring, confused. Maybe not fully believing they'd actually be that concerned, and then the duo SLAM the door open and full body tackle her, still very obviously freaking out, forcibly ensuring she's not injured and shoving oil at her while not leaving her side for more than a moment at best.
And Nori just lets them. No reprimands on how loud they're being, nothing on even the door they probably broke a bit. V's just so confused because anyone else who set those rules before WOULD'VE taken full advantage to punish and hurt and belittle, but Nori just... Reminds them about the rules a few days later, after V is allowed out of N and Uzi's sight for more than a few minutes.