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Hi, My name is Nicole! Im a full time college student, artist and book lover <3

my art tag = #My art

my text post tag = #Nick Yaps

doodles!! under #my doodles

Here’s a bunch of random info about my interests yayyy <3 :

#My art #Nick Yaps #Intro Post #My doodles

13eyond13

Why do all of these read almost exactly like Mello's hot takes in the Another Note novel

#they really do sound like mello wrote this #<- prev they so do #Made me giggle

jungwildeandfree

and while we’re at it, fuck this idea that ONE ACCOUNT has to belong uniquely to ONE PERSON. This is the same thing these silicon valley fucks want; their vision of the future where everyone has a unique biometric ID code implanted in their body is the ultimate extension of Netflix’s “no password sharing” policy. You want to use your friend’s car? Sorry, you can’t, you need to be an authorized user. Your mother wants to let you look something up on her OED account? Too bad! That’s only for her! The concept of perfect market efficiency gives them greedy little money bag eyes.

If I pay money to have a newspaper sent to my house, they don’t charge me extra when I show it to my dad. This password sharing thing isn’t just a Netflix problem; don’t be surprised if it shows up elsewhere in other forms. Stamp this idea out now or we’ll be stuck with it.

jungwildeandfree

This is by far the most popular post I have and I have to say: good, I’m right. Password sharing and ID verification are going to kill the internet. not oooh in 50 years. in like 5 more.

markovchaingang

you guys do realise walking doesn't actually move you anywhere right? it just destroys you entirely and places a perfect copy of you right in front of where you were standing

#Dr McCoy???#He would not say this but he would certainly find it upsetting

cottoncandylesbo

oh fuck... the adderall has hit my system... the change, it's happening... grRRRGH...!! get away from me, before it's too late...!!

(flails on the ground, then stands up and does the dishes)

smallsinger5901

‘The most difficult part about killing someone? Killing someone.’

There are so many great lines from LA:BB that I will never ever get over but i think this one is my favourite for a few reasons- this is said about halfway through the book in the narration, clearly meant to be foreshadowing that Beyond will in fact not be able to kill himself at the end, because as the passage later says, ‘humans are not designed to die that easily’. Naomi stops him, and he is later killed by Kira.

But I miss my old english lit class, so i also want to talk about how there are two other main things I read from this line that make me love it so much:

These words are said in the narration as explicitly Mello. The style is the same as he uses in the introduction, he addresses the reader (who he imagines is either Near or Kira), and generally he mentions things that would only make sense outside the context of the narrative. The way he discusses killing someone, as a character we know for a fact beheaded someone as a 17 year old, is so interesting. I feel like he’s talking from experience, you know? Like that one line is Mello slipping something personal into the text. It feels very vulnerable. He’s admitting that it wasn’t actually easy to kill however many people he did, no matter his attitude at the time; it had a physical toll, and i’d 100% say a mental one on him too. Which also leads me into point number two:

He’s basically mocking Kira with it. He clearly wrote LA:BB at some point after the explosion, so he knows all about the death note and how exactly Kira’s been operating. And Mello’s calling him weak with this line, I think. He’s implying that if Kira had to actually kill someone, in person, he wouldn’t be able to do it-which is again something Mello actually has over him here. It’s essentially ‘the most difficult part of killing someone is actually doing it, and Kira can’t even do that without his cheat code. But everyone reading this knows that I could.’ And i love it.

kiyomitakada

okay hi. here are some thoughts

Putting it as simply as possible, the team she worked with had spent months secretly investigating and infiltrating a drug cartel, and she had blown the whole operation—because at a critical juncture, she had been unable to pull the trigger.

While she did not customarily carry a gun with her, it was different on duty—nor did she have any intention of making pathetic excuses about not being able to shoot another human being. Naomi Misora was a trained FBI agent. She did not imagine her hands were clean, or that she was above such things. But she had not been able to pull the trigger. Her gun had been aimed at a child of only thirteen years… which didn’t in any way excuse it. Thirteen or not, he was a dangerous criminal.

But Naomi Misora had let him get away, and the secret investigation that many of her fellow agents had poured countless hours and an unbelievable amount of work into ended with nothing to show for it.

Everything was finished. They had arrested no one, and while no one had died, there had been some agents injured so severely they might never be able to return to active duty—horrific results, considering the efforts squandered.

[...] The moment she’d pointed the gun at him… The eyes that child had turned toward her. Like he was staring at something he couldn’t believe, like the grim reaper had just appeared before him.

Like it was absurd. He could kill other people, but he had never imagined that he might be killed himself. But he should have known, he should have been ready to die the moment he first took a life. As any criminal would. As any FBI agent would. That threat hung over them all. She was part of the system. That child was part of the system too. Perhaps that had weakened their resolve. Perhaps that had numbed them to the threat. Perhaps their fears had rusted over.

But so what? Given that child’s upbringing, he not only had no chance to reform, he never had a prayer of living right to begin with.

[...] “…What if the killer is a child?” Misora murmured, despondently.

byjove

architects designing houses in the 70s-90s: okay, what if you had to step up and step down and step up and step down and the floor itself was a deadly tripping hazard

#My grandmothers house was like this!!#Crazy when she lost her leg — we really had to rethink everything to make it accessible again #That house was whack I miss it so much :(#Had some truly horrifying carpet+wallpaper combos #Like. Hidden trapdoors kind of whack #Murder mystery type of house

byjove

they don’t tell you this but you can actually call the real estate agent and tour a house on the market just because you’re nosy, even if you have zero interest in buying the house and could not afford it in a million years. just be nice and polite and don’t mention you’re broke

#Sanctioned urban exploration

em-dibujsb-deactivated20200929

i’m rewatching death note :D

ddead3ye

I did an album cover project recently, and chose to do MCR. I love bullets so so much… this was very fun to illustrate

#This is so cool

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boopsloop656

sapient-simian

Light Pollution: The Overuse & Misuse of Artificial Light at Night

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The Dark Site Finder map lets you get a good sense of where near you might be good for stargazing.

smallsinger5901

The death note musical took a look at the manga (chickened out), the anime (cut for time), the films (genderswapped) and the jdrama (written around), sighed, and gave remisa not one but two explicitly romantic ballads out of spite

#YES THIS EXACTLY #the musical was made with Rem and Misa lovers in mind #I love it so much :(