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I canât stop thinking about crocodiles for some reason so hereâs some cool pictures I found of probably the second largest one in captivity, his name is Utan:
isnât he beautiful
listen to the SOUND when he bites
and thatâs not even a real power bite, thatâs mostly just heavy bone falling on heavy bone from his jaws and the air rushing out from between them
2000 pounds of Good Boy
you get me
I honestly expected like 5 notes, what HAPPENED here
More tags on this ridiculous post:
Wait, thats the 2nd biggest crocodile? Then what does the biggest one look like?
That would be Cassius, a very old Saltwater crocodile who is estimated to be around 114 years old and lives at Marineland Melanesia in Green Island, Australia. Â His official measurement is 5.48 meters, which makes him the largest in captivity currently. Â Because Utan is only slightly smaller and much younger, (only in his 50s), he will likely break Cassiusâ record eventually. Â But for now, Cassius holds the title:
He is NOT, however, either the largest crocodile ever captured in Australia OR the largest ever in captivity.
A slightly larger crocodile has been reported (though not yet comfirmed) to have been captured at 5.58 meters.
And while the famous Brutus of the Adelaide River was estimated to be just slightly larger than Cassius at 5.5m, he was driven out of his territory by a younger and even larger crocodile, who as a result has been given the name, The Dominator. Â He is estimated to be just over 6m.
This is Brutus, with an appropriate caption:
It is believed that he lost that arm in a fight with a Bull Shark. Â
The Bull Shark lost.
THIS is the crocodile who kicked him out. Â The Dominator:
And thatâs STILL not the biggest. Â
The largest living crocodile ever reliably measured was Lolong, who for the 1.5 years between his capture and his death was the largest crocodile ever held in captivity, at a whopping 6.17 meters (20 feet 3 inches) and 1075 kg (2,370 lbs). Â He had been feeding on both humans and very large livestock in the Bunawan creek in Agusan del Sur in the Philippines. Â It took 100 people all night to drag him to shore during his capture.
And hereâs why:
Also, to prevent credit from getting buried on a separate reblog, I have been informed that the above image of the crocodile with the cartoon eyes and halo was made by @rashkah! Â (And it is wonderful and I would like to thank him for its existence, because it perfectly captures my feelings about terrifying giant primordial reptiles.)
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Holy fuck
As far as Brutus is concerned I was led to believe that he lost that arm when relatively young.
Since then Brutus developed a habit of hunting and eating Bull Sharks.
Hereâs him with a prey.
And if you thought that youâll be safe if you just stay out of Australia then think again!
Meet Gustave the Nile Croc.
This crocodile became almost legendary for both itâs size and the habit of hunting both livestock AND humans.
So how big is Gustave?
No one is sure. Since he was NEVER captured.
His estimated size is of at least 5,5m but some give him over 6m.
The terrifying parts are:
1) He is still growing having only about 60 years.
2) Adult crocodiles often perform a gesture of submission to him - something usually done by young crocodiles toward adults - Gustave is just THAT BIG.
3) His sheer size makes it difficult for him to catch agile prey Nile crocs tend to feed on - hence why he developed a habit of hunting either larger prey like Hippopotamus or creatures which are not good at spotting danger in the first place like livestock and humans.
And this is NOT ALL.
Gustave actually has a noticeable scars on his body - he was shot at east 3 times and stabbed with a spear or something similar at one occasion.
He lived to tell the tale - my question is:
What happened to that one dude who attacked Gustave with a spear?
*Crocodile Dundee voice* Â Mate, thatâs not Gustave:
THIS is Gustave:
And he is the PERFECT CROCODILE. Â He is the perfect example of what I mean when I talk about (as I do) how the morphology of extremely large crocodiles adapts to the changing physics of their bite.
This is a typical adult Nile Crocodile:
And THIS is a god among his kind:
This is it, folks. Â The Final Form. Â THIS is what peak performance looks like.
Crocodiles and physics have an interesting relationship. Â Crocodiles have, by a CONSIDERABLE MARGIN, the strongest bite of any animal on Earth. Â EVER. Â Scaled up estimates (based on Nile and Saltwater crocodiles) give the extinct Deinosuchus an estimated bite force MORE THAN DOUBLE the recently updated Tyrannosaurus bite estimates. Â Living crocodiles have bite forces measured in the range of 5000 pounds per square inch, for an individual around 15-16 feet. Â It is estimated that modern crocodiles in the range of 18-20 feet would have bit forces around 7-8000 psi or more.
Thatâs a problem.
Because a crocodileâs skull is only designed to handle so much pressure. Â Go beyond that limit and the force of impact when those jaws snap shut could literally shatter their own skulls.
But evolution has spent hundreds of millions of years perfecting crocodiles, so PHYSICS ISNâT GOING TO STOP THEM. Â What ends up happening in the skulls of these extremely large crocodiles is they will increase dramatically in mass to compensate for the increased forces. Â A crocodileâs skull is almost exclusively solid bone, with only minimal space for nasal passages, a surprisingly advanced brain, and some slightly porous looking framework that helps the bone distribute the force over a larger area. Â The effect is by far the most pronounced in Nile crocodiles, which most regularly feed on larger prey and need to make use of all that power.
Compare, 26 inch skull:
vs 29 inch skull:
Both of those are Nile crocodile skulls (or rather, replicas thereof).
And just for fun, here are the skulls of completely different (and very extinct species), Deinosuchus:
and Purussaurus:
The bigger the crocodile (within a given species), the more massive the skull needs to be to compensate for that UNBELIEVABLE bit pressure. Â This is one way to see from a distance whether you are looking at a normal sized crocodile:
and a truly extraordinary individual:
One of the things about Gustave thatâs so impressive is how healthy his teeth look. Â A lot of large crocodiles, in their old age, have very worn down and often missing teeth. Â They do replace them many times over a lifetime, but when they get very old this slows down. Â Gustave, at least in every picture taken of him, had teeth that were in very good condition.
Even crocodiles much smaller than Gustaveâs reported size (probably similar in size to Dominator or Lolong) tend to have smaller or more worn teeth:
than the pinnacle of his kind:
Lolong! It means Gramps or Grandpa, because heâs a relic of an ancient world where crocs more massive than he was walked the earth. His body is on display somewhere right now though I forgot where.
Every time I see this post thereâs more crocodiles. Itâs the gift that keeps on giving.
making a collection
Wait I have more
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jokes to make after failure that arenât self-deprecating:
Iâm the best to ever do it
Nobody saw that (best if said loudly)
No oneâs ever done it like me
I could be President/they should make me President
Behold, a mere fraction of my power!
The public wants to be me soooooo bad
Iâm an expert in (thing you just failed at)
How could this have happened to godâs favorite princess?
Nothing ibuprofen and a glass of water cant fix
Iâm being sabotaged
Current mood
What if we win?
What if the children go to schools unafraid of tear gas and bullets?
What if the birds come back, and the bees are healed, and every species moves from endangered, to threatened, to thriving?
What if the rainforest ADVANCES?
What if every parking lot had solar panels? What if every structure had solar panels? What if we built climbing gyms and terraced gardens in the skeletons of old coal power plants?
What if you baked your neighbor bread, and they shared their home-grown blackberries?
What if every person who needed a home, had one? What if every person who needed healing was healed?
What if every body was treasured for what it was, not what it should be?
What if every trans child's parents attended their graduation, their wedding, their new-name-day?
What if every warehouse became a closed-circle repair station? Goods flowing out, and back, and out again? What if landfills started to SHRINK?
What if the water and air were clean? What if there was enough public transit that the cars dwindled, leaving the streets safe for kids on bikes, evening deer, midnight cats and foxes?
What if we win?
How would you win?
And we've won a lot already, mind you.
The condors are back. The whales are saved. The sea turtles are no longer endangered. The cranes are back. The bees are recovering. The air in LA and Tokyo and London is clean again. The aquifers in the LA Basin are refilling.
Children are kinder than previous generations. Parents are stopping the abuse cycle. Being trans and queer is more acceptable than ever on a ground level.
It's hard to see if you're young, if you don't know how to step back from social media and the news. But remember--bad news sells, and the algorithm knows despair keeps you scrolling. It's a skewed lens.
We are fighting and we are winning against this adminstration's bullying. We are coming together against the bullies and they are running away scared because they don't understand that we will do that.
People are working hard every day to find ways to make sure fewer animals get hit by cars and planes and rockets.
Maker spaces are more common than ever. Solar and wind are more common than ever. Coal plants are shutting down every day.
Unprecedented numbers of acres are being bought back or given back to their rightful stewards, and the world heals because of it. People are working hard every day to learn how to help a forest recover faster.
We are not at zero. We are at decades of effort to heal the world. We've come SO far.
In 1982 there were only 22 California Condors left in the world. In 1992, when the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service (USFWS), with its public and private partners, began reintroducing captive-bred condors to the wild. In 2001 the first wild nesting occurred in Grand Canyon National Park since re-introduction. In 2002 there were only 8 pairs of wild nesting birds population-wide. In 2008, for the first time since the program began, more California condors were flying free in the wild than in captivity. Today there are nearly 500 â more than half of them flying free in Arizona, Utah, California, and Baja Mexico.
When I was born, there were no condors in the wild. I'm 37 now, and there are over 250 condors flying free.
When my mom was born in 1955, there were days when she wasn't allowed to go outside to play, because of the air pollution. When I was born, that never happened anymore.
When I was born, humpback whales were critically endangered, and people thought they were going to go extinct. Today, they've recovered to exceed their recorded numbers. Other whales too!
We fixed it.
We CAN fix it and we ARE fixing it and we DID fix it.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel.
It's still far from our reach.
But it's there.
Believing that things can get better is not blind hope or optimism--it is based on hard data that many things have consistently gotten better over the arc of history.
In addition to all that was mentioned above:
The likelihood of dying in infancy or childhood--or losing a child--has plummeted just in my lifetime. The likelihood of dying in a natural disaster is the lowest in recorded human history. Yes, even with the uptick in natural disaster intensity from climate change!
Humans alive right now are more likely to have access to healthcare, electricity, education, birth control, clean water, and nutritious food than at any other point in human history. There are so many diseases we can treat now that were a death sentence for 90% of human history.
This is not by accident. This is because generations of humans put in work to make life better for their communities.
Some of our solutions had the side effect of creating other problems--better access to electricity that ultimately made people's lives easier and safer led to pollution and climate change, for example--but we are tackling those knock on problems too. Our generation's solutions to our current problems will probably create their own less-bad side effects for the humans after us to deal with.
Is it silly and naive to believe we might actually be able to make things better? Not at all. We have many times before. We are doing it right now.
my corner store guy is a 50 year old man who's my best friend in the world and recently he was like "you're too pretty to be single I have some nephews you should meet. very handsome!" and I was like "a niece might be more up my alley" and he just got more excited and said "ah even better! I was overselling my nephews but my nieces are very beautiful"
OP the tags!!
A drink or two
#the internet is a chaotic neutral space#if you ask a chaotic neutral entity to do something for you might not get a no#but you might get a very strange yes
Reblog so she lives forever.
âDONâT write this character like-â
âStop drawing them with-!â
âIâm so sick of fandom sleeping on-â
My friend, do it yourself then.
Some people don't know how to draw or write dumbass
Then perish.
No but in all seriousness, I have no sympathy for you. I didnât work for years on my writing voice or artwork skills just to cater to your fandom preferences. No one else in your fandom did either. No one owes you artwork that matches your headcanon.
You have three choices if you want fanworks that match your internal vision;
1) learn how to make fanworks yourself (fic, art, cosplay, gifsets, profile pictures, roleplays)
2) commission someone else to make the fanworks you desire with money or trades, or inspire gifted works by hyping up ideas you like/writing prompts and headcanons
3) eat your lovingly pre-prepared fandom food without being rude to the people keeping your fandom alive
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Fics That Have Changed My Life
(AKA all my absolute fav fics across all my fandoms)
Akeshu
Lâappel du vide by XovÂ
Akechi Goro is alive â one of his biggest regrets is alive and standing in front of him looking like heâs ready for some highbrow sports photo shoot when what he really needs is five years intensive therapy and at least five more steps away from Akira. No, no, no â the universe is not allowed to shove this on him so soon after it just flung him three fucking years into the past.
and i felt the fever coming. [oh the wreckage follows] by shenyanigan
Kurusu Akira has survived a lot over the past eighteen years of existence. A false assault charge. A police-sanctioned scopolamine overdose. Bringing a butter knife and twelve penis demons to a fight with god. Learning that yellow was definitely not a color that suited him, no matter what Ann and Yusuke tried to tell him (and no matter how much that gutted him, because damn, those dungarees were cute). He is, in Futabaâs words, âif the âI lived, bitchâ meme were a person.â So it comes as a bit of a shock that the last straw is a cold, of all things.
And even more on my separate list of fav Akeshu/Shuake fics!!!
Joshneku
Fate and Other Impossibilities by Lelek
Nekuâs never wanted to be special. He just wants to be. After three years in Shinjuku, that may no longer be possible.
Unreal Cities by Lelek
Three years is a long time to be dead, trapped in an endless loop of a cityâs final days and trying to understand what happened to it. No one told Neku that going back to his own life would be the hard part.
1000 Wishes Between Me and You by astersatdawn
He thinks if his life were to be viewed by an outsider they would liken him to a post-apocalyptic movie protagonist: quiet, wandering a ghost town, entering homes and stores and taking the things of use and leaving the carnage behind, and maybe they wouldnât be wrong; the only difference Neku can think of is he still canât bring himself to consider Shinjuku completely gone.
long spring rains by lostsunsets
âIt must haveâ really sucked, right?â Shiki says cautiously, delicately, as if sheâs wary that Neku may shatter at any given moment. âBeing trapped like that, alone.â Neku returns her gaze with a sheepish kind of smile. He isnât supposed to talk about his time in Shinjuku, his three year time lapse, all of itâ but he figures that Joshua owes him just a little.
now iâve found some clarity by jesstiel (jseca)
Nekuâs been waiting for Josh to reappear for two years now, since he won the Game and helped save Shibuya. Despite returning to the RG, a part of him is still tied to the UG, a tenuous connection that he canât quite bring himself to cut. When Josh finally does deign to make an reappearance, Neku realises that sooner or later heâs going to have to choose: the RG, or the UG? Set in a world where Another Day didnât happen, exactly, but still contains major NEO TWEWY plot spoilers
Miyusawa
Situation Normal by Sapphylicious
Miyuki turns into a catboy overnight and some changes are easier to deal with than others.
The path we walk by WindsOfTime
Eijun goggles at the magazine she just shoved into his hands. âW-Wakana!â âI know!â she says, beaming. âThatâs my soulmate!!â âI know!!â âMy soulmate plays baseball!!â
Phantasm by sunbaemint
When humans assassinate their own kinds, they call it a massacre. When humans slaughter otherworldly beings, they name it an exorcism. Sawamura Eijun, however, stands in between.
Flower Marks by bakamura-eijunn (fairietailed)
âYouâre a puzzle. A beautiful mosaic of flowers and sunshine and you.â â In which everyone on Earth is born with a flower on their skin, and Sawamura Eijun wears his heart on his sleeve.
Jackpot by Vixenfur
"You know, Iâm almost convinced that it was Miyuki Kazuyaâs bright idea to put a goddamn sex shop right inside of a perfectly normal cafe!â Sawamura threw up his hands. âIf it werenât for that place, I wouldnât be as worked up as I am right now!â Haruichi tapped his chin as he nodded along to his roommateâs rant. âThat does seem like something heâd do⌠but I donât think thatâs the only reason youâre so worked up over this, Eijun.â A college, coffee shop & sex shop AU all in one!
Appeal by Franks22
Eijunâs heat comes three years early, and despite the attention heâs suddenly inundated with, the one Alpha he truly wants to spend it with still feels woefully out of reach.
Ruined Plans by Reyschien
Eijun hasnât seen Miyuki since he graduated. Sure, theyâve talked plenty since then but it pales in comparison to seeing him in person and getting a glimpse at what months of separation have done to his old partner. They say that distance makes the heart grow fonder and while Eijun has found that to be true, his affections for Miyuki swelling until his heart is fit to burst, he finds that thatâs not the only thing thatâs grown.
Hall of Fame by Alia_Varrin
Sawamura Eijun has always aspired to be the strongest ranged class that the world has ever seen, however, growing up in a small town, in an even smaller guild didnât amount to a lot of opportunities to really test his abilities. Though, when he is given the chance to join one of the strongest guilds, Seido, he is reluctant. After circumstances befall his guild and with the persistence of his friends, Eijun ventures out to a much larger world of facing the most deadly of beasts with a new guild to help him grow and advance in ways he would not have been able previously. AKA, the one in which baseball teams are guilds and they fight through dungeons and raids with swords and magic for sport.
Sladick
as though i had wings by tospreadthewingsofthesoul
Bruce is back from the dead, and Dick isnât coping well. In fact, heâs barely coping at all. It feels as though everything in his life is falling apart. So of course thatâs when Slade decides to reappear in Dickâs life and turn everything upside down. A story about learning to ask for what you need, how to hold your boundaries, and how to trust that the people you love love you enough to help.
hold on to let go by roipecheur
The first time Dick met Deathstroke the Terminator, he was twelve years old, and the mercenary broke his leg and tied him up on a rooftop. In retrospect, Dick thinks it started there. Or, Slade keeps tying Dick up over the years, and Dick canât be blamed for getting his wires crossed.
And more on my separate list of Sladick fic recs!!!!
Jaytim
a Study in Red by Ladelle
Unbeknownst to Tim, Jason falls unexpectedly hard for a college kid that lives off brie. or The slow-build Stolen Kisses prompt wherein Jason needs a tutor and Tim miraculously finds the time to pencil him in.
Kaishin
Midnight White by Alaena F. Dragonstar
An explosion at a KID heist puts an unpleasant end to the night. But it was only the beginning. It started when Takagi disappeared.
House of Cards by V. Shalyr
It all started when the strange side effects of yet another failed cure leave Shinichi in the care of an unusual magician.
Paper Faces by Sleeping Moon
When a new school year starts at Ekoda High, Kuroba Kaito is still no closer to discovering the whereabouts of his missing (and favorite) critic. Could a transfer student, the recently returned Kudo Shinichi, provide the clues he needs to find the Edogawa brat?
Morse Code by Miss Emotion
Kudo Shinichi had a bad habit, he tapped his thoughts in Morse code. Bad because if Kuroba Kaito just happened to catch his musings about how he was entertaining the different positions the thief could bend him into⌠Well it wouldnât be good.
Endless Chase by Desperatembrace
With the Organization on the move for unknown reasons, Shinichiâs back to singing his old tune and devoting his entire beingâdespite coming down with an oddly persistent illnessâto taking them down once and for all. Oh, and KID gets involved, too.
Scion by Cleflink
In a world where everyone has an Inheritance, Shinichi hates having to hide the fact that heâs a Fire Scion almost as much as he hates being a Fire Scion in the first place. When a KID heist gets complicated by the appearance of an underground smuggling ring, Shinichiâs going to have to use every advantage heâs got - including his own unwanted Inheritance and a certain irritating Moon Scion phantom thief - to get out of things alive.
Divina Fortuna by Naometry
When Kudo Shinichi was five years old, he had been terrified of the dead. When Kudo Shinichi was sixteen years old, his powers got out of hand for the first time. When Kudo Shinichi was sixteen years old, the Bureau caught up with him for the first time. When Kudo Shinichi was seventeen years old, he got bonded to a familiar. Alternatively: Kudo Shinchi is a necromancer in desperate need of a familiar. Enter Kuroba Kaito.
cinders by 730kc (94k)
âThat still doesnât explain what happened back there.â The guard just smiled, mysterious, as he snapped his fingers. After the poof of smoke cleared, a rose flourished from his hand. âAs expected of the Royal Inspector. Always wanting to know the truth and pick apart the wonders of magic.â Conan stared at him as Kaito laughed, light and playful. He tucked the rose into Conanâs hand. âWhy donât you try dreaming a little?â[Kaishin medieval fantasy AU with a kick of black magic; Shinichi has shrunk, and Kaito is assigned to be his guard.]
The Trust in the Mistrust by cleflink
A bombing at a KID heist leads Shinichi to question the possibility of trust between a detective and a thief.
Letâs Go Get Lost by speckled_dragon
Shinichi always knew heâd leave when no one needed him anymore. He just hadnât expected anyone to chase after him.
Where the Sky Touches the Sea by cleflink
Personally, Kaito would rather not get into his tragic backstory with his favourite detective, but involuntary physical transformations had an unfortunate way of forcing oneâs hand.
Tomarry
A Dangerous Game by Cybrid
Tom Riddle opens the Chamber of Secrets in Harryâs fifth year at Hogwarts. After a botched attempt to extract the Horcrux in Harryâs scar leaves their souls tied together, Tom is forced to kidnap him when he makes his escape. A story of Horcrux hunting, adventure and unwilling attraction.
Welcome to the Cultys by duplicity
Harry had two main regrets in his life: 1. Asking the question âWhat if I set up a mock awards show to get cult leaders to show up for my thesis study?â and 2. Responding with âThat is hilariousâ when Ron had suggested they call the awards show âThe Cultysâ.
Kisses Cursed by The_Fictionist
Fairytale AU. Loosely inspired by Beauty and the Beast. Some said he was once a man, cursed, and some that he sold his soul to demons and became one in turn. Others said that such evil as he could never have been human. That he was instead a nightmare, left lingering upon the earth a very long time ago. Harry just knew it wasnât safe to walk near the Riddle House after dark.
Youâre Quite the Problem by wulcanbiology
One comment in a fit of anger costs Harry his reputation, safety, and sanity. What will Harry have to do to earn it all back?
draw me after you (let us run) by ToAStranger
âHarry Potter,â comes the soft, sibilant hiss of a voice he has heard in his dreams, in his nightmares, in his waking hours for years.  Slowly, carefully, Harry twists over and pushes up onto his hands and knees.  He stays there, short breath fogging in front of his face, and his pursuer lets him.  Harry has no doubt of that; heâs being allowed this respite. This small moment to catch his bearings, heart pounding in his ears, blood singing. âIt seems I have finally caught you.âÂ
The Weight of Gravity by Skylanian_Writer
In May 1995, Harry Potter disappears from a graveyard. In August 1996, Harry Potter is found in muggle London. In September 1996, 16 year old Tom Riddle appears at Hogwarts searching for the boy he had spent the last year with. It only gets more complicated from there.
Geokata
Lost and Found by RosamundRosemary
After a curse gone wrong Katarina Claes wakes up with the appearance from her last life. Taking it as a sign from the universe, Katarina exiles herself and heads to countryside to become a farmer like sheâd always planned. The gang refuses to give up hope and try to track down their missing friend. As they follow a trail of ancient curses, other identities and books of code, they realize there might have been more to Katarinaâs actions besides eccentricity.
Fluri
In the Palm of His Hands by Anonymous
Terca Lumireis. Its crown capital, Zaphias. A young man, found and grown in the Lower Quarter. Hiding a gift that may save the world.
Dazatsu
the path lost children take by Lea
Oda dies before Dazai arrives, his words vanishing into the air of the dilapidated mansion and the light of the setting sun. Four years later, Mori dies in a tragic accident, and Dazai meets Atsushi.
the space between words by Lea
At twelve, he sank into a sea of words, the characters twining round and round him, until he was breathing in another world and living two, or three, or five, or ten or more lives. Or, where a writer touches a boyâs life, and where it takes six years for the favour to be paid in turn.
more than a spell or a chant by Lea
It takes quite a lot to ask somebody on a date. (This is the first part of the incredible Dazatsu Hogwarts AU by Lea!!! I definitely recommend checking out the whole series!!!)
take half a pint (take half your heart) by parhelions
Atsushi isnât sure how he got tangled up with Dazai, coven traitor turned vampire hunter, but heâs glad he did. Maybe.
Write My Report by FransGivesMeLife
Dazai only thought that keeping mafiaâs most wanted bounty under their nose would be entertaining, but the more time he spends with his secretary the more reasons he finds to keep his secret.
Hualian
Crimson and Clover by Naamah_Beherit
A story in four parts about Xie Lian meeting Hua Cheng before his third ascension. Things thought lost are found, old secrets come to light, and one moment changes everything.
You Must Gather Your Party Before Venturing Forth by Naamah_Beherit
On his way down from Heaven to Mount Yujun, Xie Lianâs sleeve catches on a cloud. He tumbles down to the mortal realm and ends up three days on foot away from his destination. Thereâs nothing unusual about that. The surprising part is that he finds a companion for the road barely an incense time after hitting the ground.
dreams in the dark by Naamah_Beherit
Stuck on a planet heâd rather never have seen, Xie Lian dreams. Faced with a tsunami of cosmic proportions that will destroy everything heâs built, Jun Wu makes a decision. Given an opening, Hua Cheng uses it and takes everything. Or: the story in which the most terrifying being in all of creation loves a mortal man.
To each his day is given by Naamah_Beherit
A story of how Xie Lian got caught in a ruse meant to pacify a certain ghost king and ended up with a husband.
Imagine: Us, Elsewhere by Naamah_Beherit
A story in which Xie Lian meets a ghost in the woods of Mount Yu Jun and in him finds someone heâs lost hope to find.
and we were infinite by Naamah_Beherit
Hua Cheng has an idea. Xie Lian is more than willing to try it out. Also, there are clones.
Dawning by hypermoyashi
A foxâs favor was difficult to obtain and was said to only ever end in tragedy. They were wily creatures, ones meant only for deception and seduction, but⌠There were always exceptions to every rule. The one lucky stroke in Xie Lianâs life was, perhaps, having one fall in love with him.
Refulgence by Nyerus
Against the expectations of his people, Crown Prince Xie Lian chose to devote himself to the mysterious and feared god, Hua Cheng. The god has not been seen in centuries, nor has he been known to answer prayers in just as long. However, Xie Lian felt a mysterious connection to this god, and resolved to follow where that path would take him.
to bloom a pretty flower (for you) by Nyerus
Following the end of a years-long war that ravaged the Kingdom of Xian Le, young Crown Prince Xie Lian yearns to help the common people. Hiding his identity and under the cover of night, he sneaks away from the watchful royal guards on a regular basis to help the recovery efforts. On one fateful night, he meets the hero of the war: General Hua Chengâand both their lives are changed forever.
çç¸ç˛žçć äş; the fox spiritâs story by yiqie
This is Xie Daozhangâs first Lunar New Year in the Ghost City, and itâs all hands on deck.
Tangled by ChoAyako
When Xie Lian gets caught again by the cocoon in Mount Tonglu, he quickly realizes that being tangled in Hua Chengâs power is the only place he wants to be.
but a kaleidoscope by persicae
Hua Cheng has always given everything he is to Xie Lian. For once, Xie Lian wants him to be selfish so Xie Lian can give something back.
Drowning In It by capyshota
The essence of evil is thick enough to drink, and he can taste it even now, before heâs let it under his tongue and into his throat. Itâs oppressive, and he has to resist the call to drown in it. Xie Lian tries to pull away but the grip on his wrists tightens to something dangerous. âI wouldnât, if I were you,â Hua Cheng murmurs.
together by chocolatebun
In the myriad of silk blankets and pillows heâs woven around to fortify himself, tucked securely away from prying eyes with crimson brocade curtains cloaking their canopy bed, Xie Lian stirs.
The Pearl by moonqueenmaia
Xie Lian is perplexed when people begin remarking on the sheen of his skin. Hua Cheng lovingly shows him why.
Beta by indefinitelyforever
In a world full of alphas and omegas, Xie Lian is a beta. He doesnât really get what his friends are going through, and heâs not sure if he wants to know, either.
Three Times a Charm, Fourth Time a Husband by Ying_an
The crown princeâs cousin has been cursed by foxâs magic and the brave prince travels far to the Realm of Foxes to plead forgiveness from the king⌠However, the wicked Fox King shanât give his forgiveness without a priceâŚ
A Vulpine Deception by UmbraSoleil
Perhaps Xie Lian shouldnât have gone into those cursed woods in search of that spirit. After all, many who enter the woods are known to be turned into spirits themselves, never to leaveâŚ
Frenrey
Human Resources Violation by KogoDogo
Spiritual Successor to âIt Came From the Vents.â Gordon Freeman has spent three years trying to stabilize the AIs he befriended after a disastrous end to a military project. Heâs stolen company property, ignored his family, and neglected himself in hopes of success. Now that heâs made progress, itâs becoming increasingly apparent that one of the AIs in question may not be a program at all. No one can say for certain what this revelation will lead to, but one thingâs for sure: HR is going to have a field day with this one.
In Which Gordon And Benrey Are Trapped In A Room Together by bennybonny
Freeman turns to the eldritch abomination and sighs. âOkay. Okay. So - if weâre stuck in here together - we might as well play something to pass the time. A game.â ânice,â Benrey says. âI love  playing games.â (alternatively: The One In Which Benrey And Gordon Get Stuck In A Room And Need To Work Together In Order To Escape!)
run away (into my arms) by scriptdoctors
It was then that he realized just how unnaturally silent the forest was. The only sound to be heard was Gordonâs own heavy breathing as he turned from side to side. It was as if every animal was collectively frozen, holding their breath as they hid out of sight. The air hung heavy in the air, thrumming with a nervous energy as not a single breeze went by. It felt as though time had stopped and Gordon was caught in a loop, unknowing until just then. A twig snapped in the distance. Gordon spun around and faced the noise. In the distance among the tree line was a tall and dark shadow, unnaturally still.
Ommatophilia by CookiesVersusCream
What starts out as Gordon taking a moment for himself turns into so much more.
Speechless by Antilocapra
It took a ridiculously long time for the rest of the Science Team to realize that Gordon had lost the ability to talk. In their defense, though, it took him quite a while to notice himself.
DIY your Freeman series by Cazp
Gordon Freeman was supposed to die. Gordon Freeman didnât die. Benry was supposed to be alone. Instead he picked up a pretty little pet.
Succ Au series by NiamhofTirnanOg
Gordon needed grant money and he needed it quick. What else was there to try but to summon a demon? What could go wrong?
Microwave by StupidSexySlimeGod
Sometimes, you just need to go out into the middle of a national forest, run deep into the night, and get railed by a giant space god. You know. For sport.
The Bet by spectralHarpy
Benrey and Gordon are having a couple friendly rounds of Mario Kart⌠until Benrey brings up an idea to make things a little more interesting.
Buzz Buzz Am I rite by MtMoon
Hlvrai happened and now Benry exists on Gordonâs computer as a fucked up desktop buddy [ think Bonzi Buddy]. He can also take over phones, game systems, and anything that connects to wifi and/or bluetooth
Get To The Good Part by crowbar_sfx
âI need to stop thinking,â Gordon interrupts, climbing across the couch and straddling their thighs. He rides that spike of bravery and shoves his face into their neck, breath puffing over Benreyâs ear, confidence peaking when they shudder helplessly. âMake me stop thinking, Benrey. Please.â
Cracking Open A Cold One by BullRun
âyou seen this before?â The man was talking at a normal volume in a rumbly monotone. âWhat?â Gordon startled and glanced over at the creep sitting next to him. He tried to keep his voice down, like you were supposed to in a movie theater. âItâsâ No. I havenât.â The man hummed. It somehow sounded both disbelieving and dismissive. He fiddled with his trucker cap in the dark. Gordon turned back to the movie. Some dudes were standing around for some reason. Plot was happening, maybe. He couldnât focus on the dialogue. Who the fuck was this guy to judge him? The annoyance prickled under his skin as he fumed in silence. The guy clicked his tongue.Gordonâs self control snapped. âFirst of all, its still in fucking theaters. Why would I be paying to see it if Iâve seen it before? And second, I heard this movie is terrible.â
Sonadow
Tides of Chaos by LightningHikaru
The Fleetwood is on the open sea hunting its quarry, a Pirate ghost ship that attacks ships without warning and disappeared mysteriously. The Captain on this Naval ship, Sonic the Hedgehog was assigned this mission by Queen Elise herself to stop these Pirates for good. But what do they do when a mist surrounds their ship and are attacked by these unknown pirates?
Rose Drops by magicstorm101
Love, Intuition, and a little bit of magic ensues as Amy sends Sonic and Shadow on an unforgettable adventure.
Iâm A Fine-Tuned Supersonic Speed Machine by realperson022
A fascination had grown within Sonic from seeing the Ultimate Lifeformâs most prized possession ever since a joint mission was completed. But he never saw it in action â until he didâŚand experienced it first-hand, too. Or, 5 times Sonic looked at his rival with his motorcycle from afar, and 1 time Shadow caught him staring.
Giramy
But thereâs only one throne (and other such excuses to stick together) by 3x3
Personally, Yanma thinks there are many ways to go about the seating. Itâs not really about the seating, is it? You go to jail for two years and the next thing you know your coworkers have hooked up.
Getting to Know the Boogeyman by tinyDogboy
A short time after Jeramie announces himself to Chikyuu as King of the Bugnarok, Gira tries to come up with a plan to get some of the citizens of Shuggodam to welcome him. Where better to start than his own home? ( MY RANDOM TUMBLR THOUGHTS ACTUALLY LED TO THE CREATION OF THIS FIC!!! I LOVE IT SM!!!!)
And more on my separate list of Giramy fic recs!!!
Butchlander
Scorched Earth by SavageRex
Itâs been a few weeks since the Temp V gave him his death sentence (and he watched his Not Son chose the Actual Devil over him). Ever since, Billyâs been hitting the bottle pretty hard, and some of his many mortal enemies catch him by surprise. Heâd honestly be done for⌠But Homelander REALLY canât mind his own business, and breaks up the party. Billyâs got his full attention now, and it seems the homicidal Supe isnât ready for their âgameâ to end. He has a few ideas on how they can keep playingâŚ
Miyusawa and Daiya no Ace Headcanons
(I think Iâll need to keep this short, but I swear i have so many of them, jesus)
Miyusawa wedding with âI canât help falling in love with youâ by Elvis Presley;
Kuramochi doing vines of Miyusawa making out in the background while he stares dramatically in the camera;
Miyusawa endlessy taking selfies at parties wearing neon colored sunglasses and glowing sticks as crowns and bracelets and bothering everyone with stupid poses;
Kuramochi being so fuckin tired of his own roommate coming back at unholy hours of the morning that one night he just locks him out of the room and go to sleep with earplugs so he canât hear him knock and going âserves you rightâ when Eijun comes to morning practice with eyebags and ruffled clothes;
Eijun singing cheesy love songs while running since he began dating Miyuki and raising his voice so fuckin high when passing near the bullpen where Miyuki is catching for Furuya, making him a blushing mess;
Miyuki pinching Eijunâs buttcheek while heâs focusing on his pitching position during training making him jump;
Eijun often snapchats with Todoroki sending him selfies and pic of training;
Kuramochi dreads every fuckin snapchat Eijun sends him because they always end up being pic of Miyukiâs butt with stupid puns about hitting and catching written all over it;
That always end up with Eijun yelling âWORTH ITâ while being strangled with wrestling moves by Kuramochi;
In the meantime, Miyuki has no idea his butt is being shared with Kuramochi who canât even look him in the eyes for an hour after Eijun sent him a pic;
Eijun always being the sad drunk and Kazuya comforting him until he enters the noisy drunk phase;
Drunk college!Miyusawa stumbling home and ending making out in an alley;
Miyuki being so fascinated by everything Eijun does, fascinated by how his head lightly sway when listening to his cheesy and ancient songs, fascinated by the way his eyes lit up everytime something good happens to the main character of that manga heâs reading;
One of Miyukiâs major turn-ons is Eijun wearing his glasses, but he wonât ever admit it to anyone even tho Eijun already knows;
Seidoâs new first years being flustered because of Miyusawa at first, but growing accustomed to them as time passes, because theyâre too fun to watch, bickering on the mound during training;
Kataoka not minding them being a couple since they always mean serious business during matches, striking out batter after batter;
People seriously beginning to wonder if they are more than partners on the diamond and Seido team members just shrugging shoulders when asked;
Miyuki grinning like an idiot when the bleachers respond to Eijunâs chant of âOSHIOSHIOSH!â;
Eijun being so accustomed to enter matches in pinches that his theme song is now the Ghostbusters theme and when he climbs the mound the bleachers go all âWHO YOU GONNA CALLâ;
Eijun crying and gross sobbing with his head in Miyukiâs lap the night he gains his ace number, while Kazuya gently strokes his head with trembling hands, tears down his face because heâs so fuckin happy, Eijun is happy, they are so fuckin happy and IN LOVE AND I SWEAR TO GOD THEYâRE GONNA WIN KOUSHIEN;
Miyuki going to watch Eijunâs first match as ace and captain and being so fuckin proud of him, watching him on the mound like this, he looks three times bigger and JESUS WHY IS HE CRYING NOW;
Miyuki proposing to Eijun one night in their apartment, while cuddling on the couch, softly singing âTake my hand, take my whole life tooâ in Eijunâs ear (I SWEAR TO GOD THIS FUCKIN SONG) and slipping a ring on his finger;
Eijun keeping the Ghostbusters theme as his entrance song even when he goes pro because âWHO YOU GONNA CALLâ âSAWAMURAâ;
Kuramochi showing a compilation of the vines he did in high school of Miyusawa making out in the background while he stares dramatically at the camera during Miyusawaâs wedding;
Little boys doing the Mae-ken dance because SAWAMURA DOES IT ALL THE TIME, simply SAWAMURA BEING ROLE MODEL FOR LITTLE ONES
I'm gonna say it.
It's unhinged to assume that someone's taste in fiction equates to what they believe is moral or good, or is something they want to see or experience in real life.
That is a bonkers assumption to make.
I'm tired of humoring people with long arguments about it when the simple fact is it is a totally fucking absurd reach to accuse someone who enjoys something in fiction of being in favor of it in real life.
I'm tired of pretending like this is a legitimate position to hold-- that they should be afraid of fiction's dire influence on a reader's moral decay or that it's a sign of what the author secretly wants for realsies in real life.
https://www.tumblr.com/enigmaf009/733807790068514816/hi-guys-this-is-my-first-time-here-on-tumblr-and
You reblogged one or multiple pictures from this person, all their art posts are AI generated and they REFUSE to tag their posts as such.
https://www.tumblr.com/enigmaf009/734823593918234624/hello
huhâŚI was completely unaware of this, thank you for telling me.
I had the suspicion at first that the art was ai, but as it wasnât tagged as such, I dismissed that thought.
whatâs really awful about this is how very delusional they are about the whole situation, and how they still insist to continue posting ai artwork without properly tagging, and then act like they are completely in the right, and have the audacity to call it âunfairâ when other people call them out on it.
no one said you canât post ai, just tag it properly so it doesnât seem like you created this art out completely out of your own merit and hard work, when in fact, you did not. itâs very misleading.
extracted from enigmaf009âs blog:
this is the dictionary definition of original, and this is the definition of artificial, side by side
very contradictory, is it not?