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star wars is so fucking stupid, I love it
Ok, I don't know if this one will work or not but a scenario for Yan!Diavolo and a Reader who has been secretly in a relationship w/ Yan! Lucifer as well?
So this got a bit lengthy @v@ but it was the only scene I could come up with that seemed to fit. thank your for requesting!! I hope you enjoy!
again it’s a bit on the longer side so i’ll put the full under the cut.
there’s some mild adult themes/implications here so just a heads up!!!
Barbatos always seemed to be indifferent to your emotions one way or the other, giving you a stoic invitation, (or rather, a summon) to Lord Diavolo’s office to take your measurements for yet another lavish outfit he was preparing for you to wear at an upcoming party.
You never got to dance, or speak to anyone, except Lucifer. Ordered to sit on the Demon Lord’s throne while every pair of eyes in the crowd avoided yours.
Lucifer would bring you a glass of champagne, always taking the first sip before handing it over.
“My most beloved treasure,” Lucifer whispered, traced a gloved finger across the sparkling jewels in the crown atop your head, causing you to nearly choke on your drink.
“Stop that.. He’ll see you.” You hissed.
The darker haired demon’s smirk grew wider, and he bid you good night, his eyes scanning over your body from head to toe, as he stepped backward into the crowd, leaving a chill across your skin that lingered even after he gone.
Was he trying to get you both caught?
Guess what came with the mail today!! :D The Charms are finally here and I’ll open up the Etsy shop today at around 11 pm (German time). I’ll make another post later with more high-quality photos (My smartphone camera sucks ahkjhg) with prices and more information. 💕
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I know when you play the game, it’s hard to hear. Ana’s lullaby isn’t just a loop, it’s full of voice breaks, changes in speed, laughter as she sings the song her mother did during her passing. An old Russian lulluby called Bayushki Bayu. It deepens if she doesn’t chase someone for a few minutes. The amount of detail that was put into her is why she’s my favorite killer.
rb this with ur opinion on this shade of pink:
This is magenta, and not pink. Unlike pink, magenta doesn’t actually exist. Our brain just invents magenta to serve as what it considers a logical bridge between red and violet, which each exist at opposite ends of a linear spectrum.
TL;DR this color is fake (and also I hate it)
Wait til you learn about Stygean Blue
Your brain is a badly-designed hot mess of bootstrapped chemistry that will tell you that all kinds of shit is happening that has no correlation to physical reality, including time travel. It just makes things up. Your brain is guessing about what’s happening when your eyes saccade, what’s happening in your blind spot, and what the majority of the visible light spectrum looks like, and you don’t know it’s happening because it doesn’t aid your survival to become aware that a lot of what you see is fake.
The human eye only has three types of color sensitive cones, which detect red, blue, and green light. Your brain is making up every other color you perceive.
Let’s have a little fun with that thought. This is the visible spectrum of light.
You will of course note that yellow is on the chart. Yellow has a discreet wavelength, and is therefore a distinct physical color. But we can’t see it.
“Sorry, what the fuck?”
What we call yellow is just what our brain shrugs and spits out when our red and green cones are equally stimulated. We have light receptors that can pick up on the physical spectrum of light we call yellow: that’s why yellow things don’t just look like moving black blocks to us. But your brain has no fucking idea what the color yellow looks like.
Some animals have eyes that can perceive the color yellow! Goldfish have a yellow cone in their eyes. If they could talk, they could tell us what yellow looks like. But we wouldn’t be able to understand it.
What your brain actually sees of the color spectrum:
We can measure the wavelength of light, so we know that when we see ‘yellow,’ we are seeing light in that 550-ish nanometers range. But we don’t have a cone in our eyes that can pick that up. Your brain just has a very consistent guess about what color that wavelength of light could be. We decided to name that guess ‘yellow.’ We can’t imagine what yellow really looks like any more than a dog can imagine the color red.
Here’s the funny thing: your brain is never perceiving just one photon of light at a time. Something like 2*10⁸ photons per second are hitting your retina under normal conditions. Your brain doesn’t individually process all of them. So it averages them out. It grabs a bunch of photons all coming from the same direction, with the same pattern, and goes, “yeah, that cup is blue, fuck it, next.”
That’s how colors blend in our eyes. So sure, if a photon of light with a wavelength of 550 nanometers bounces into our eyes, we see what we call “yellow.” But if we see two photons at the same time, coming from the same object, one of which is 500 nms and the other of which is 600 nms, your brain will average them out and you will still see yellow even though none of the light you just saw was 550 nms.
So how does magenta factor into this?
Well, as we’ve just established, when your brain sees light from two different slices of the visible light spectrum, it will try to just average them together. Green plus red is yellow, fuck it. If it’s more red than green, we’ll call that ‘orange.’ Literally who gives a shit, we’re trying to forage over here. There are bears out here and it’s so scary.
What happens if you take the average of blue and red light, which we perceive to be magenta? What’s the centerpoint of that line?
Fucking green.
Hey, that’s not gonna work? We live on a planet where EVERYTHING IS GREEN. If something is NOT green, that means it’s either food, or a potential source of danger, and either way your brain wants you to know about it.
So your brain goes, WHOOPS. Okay - this is fine. We already made up yellow, orange, cyan, and violet. We’ll just make up another color. Something that looks really, really different from green.
And so it made up magenta.
So, physics-wise, is magenta “real?”
No; there’s no single wavelength of light that corresponds to magenta. But you’re rarely seeing only a single wavelength of light anyway. And even when you are, every color other than RGB is a dart thrown on the wall by your meat computer. This is the CIE Chromaticity Diagram:
Explaining this thing is a little more than I want to take on on a Saturday morning, but I’ve included a link above that goes into it a little more. The point is that only the colors that actually touch the ‘outline’ of the shape actually correspond to a specific wavelength of light. All of the other colors are blends of multiple wavelengths. So magenta isn’t special.
Given that color is just a fun trick your brain is playing on you to help you find food and avoid danger, is magenta real?
Yeah, absolutely. Or at least, it’s just as real as most of what we see. It’s what we see when we mix up blue and red. It would be disastrous from a survival standpoint to perceive that color as green, so we don’t. Because it’s not green. Light that’s green has a wavelength of around 510 nm. Stuff that’s magenta bounces back light that is both ~400 and ~700. Your brain knows the difference. So it fills in the gap for you, with the best guess it has, same as it does with your blind spot.
The perception of color exists within your brain, and your brain says you see magenta. So you see magenta.
Why I enjoy Yanderes
This is my attempt at trying to write an analysis while I stall and trying to find more good male yandere content. I’ve never made something like this before, so hopefully it’s not terrible haha. I’m basing it off of @violetosprey‘s analysis because I love their posts! This is my own personal preference of what kind of yandere I enjoy, just so ya’ll know.
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Overprotective Yanderes
Hey there! Sorry about the delay, today we’ll be talking about overprotective yanderes. These kinds of yanderes are made famous by Toma from the game Amnesia and are a more common type of yandere within male yanderes as a whole. Overprotective yanderes are a rather interesting case because while they are a type of possessive yandere, they don’t function quite like them. Thanks to @thatyanderecritic for helping me a bit with writing this one.
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A tree trunk throne in Kendall, England.
Doesn’t look safe for a mortal.
if you sit there you belong to the fae
That’s the Fae’s problem
That is such a strong, bold, confident statement and I respect you for it.
Happy Friday the 13th everyone! As is tradition, I have celebrated this holiday with a new artwork of Jason Voorhees. And because it is December, this one is a cold and snowy painting. Perhaps at the bottom of a frozen lake, a sweet boy waits for summer, when the horny teenage camp counselors will once again return…
Watercolor, 9 x 12 inches JoJo Seames, 2019
Merry Friday the 13th!
Ho-ho-ho, a jolly Jason Day to ya!
Even undead slasher lunatics love this festive time of year, so as a special Cryptmas treat from Uncle Voorhees, we have a merrily morbid ‘mas movie to warm your heart… and yank it out! In this freaky fan film, Jason learns the true meaning of Christmas… or kills a bunch of people. Either way, it’s Jason’s way of making your Christmas a red one.
Check it out, Kinky Kreeps!