Huzzah! I Like The Kai Doll (comforts Nya With The Zap Zap)

I slept for like 3 ish hours last night lol I kept sleeping and waking up, I'm pretty sure I qas on the floor and i saw kai in my dream telling me it's fine that I draw him ugly. Then he reached out for my hand and pulled me up

Then I woke up

ohhhh 😯 this looks so amazing! is that ming fan on the left since you tagged him, or a white lamb binghe?

she looks so mad i love herrrr

also, can you provide a link to the fic itself? having trouble getting to it

Ning Yingying's Adventures In Demonic Cultivation (a pidw au)

Cover art (the fic is on ao3)

I'm not overly happy with this, as her hair looks kind of drab, HOWEVER- i decided it looked fine in the end.

as you can tell this is a pidw au, because I wanted to write one not exclusively about sj, sy, or romance. I wanted it to be about nyy and her family, that she had to watch die, and how it affected her as a person.

This was also an excuse to work on my horror writing. It probably sucks, but I'm getting better.

Hi there Daffodile again! My new signature so you know it's me will be "— Daffodile 💚"! Will remain anon for now! :p

Anyway, Haha yes, I was so happy to see that you responded to my comment! Your oneshot changed my brain chemistry and I want so much more of your writing as a whole, Greenflower deserves more love and even Brad himself! Your characterization of him was incredible, especially with the dynamic that he is Lloyd's stalker but in a raw, naked way, he doesn't see Lloyd as a doll or a pet, he sees Llyod as something worth the trouble, He sees Lloyd as someone worth getting his hands dirty with blood for, He just wants to line Lloyd up inside his chest and close to his heart forever <3

I also read your Selkie!Llyod Greenflower oneshot and will soon prepare a comment for it too! Just a heads up— I LOVED IT!!!! I have so much to say about it! Holy Guacamole!!

— Daffodile 💚

New anon 🗣️🗣️🗣️

Ahhhhh you GET IT!!! I’m so happy when people are able to pick apart what makes these guys tick bc I suck at putting it into words in a concise manner. Like yessss there’s such a difference between a stalker wanting to own a person or feeling entitled to them and Brad, aka hardcore romantic, who goes through all the trouble as a means of proving himself ‘worthy’. I adore you Daffodile

REBLOG THIS TO GIVE THE PERSON YOU REBLOGGED THIS FROM A GOLD STAR BECAUSE THEY’VE BEEN STELLAR TODAY AND THEY DESERVE IT ⭐️

Please make a post about the story of the RMS Carpathia, because it's something that's almost beyond belief and more people should know about it.

Carpathia received Titanic’s distress signal at 12:20am, April 15th, 1912. She was 58 miles away, a distance that absolutely could not be covered in less than four hours.

(Californian’s exact position at the time is…controversial. She was close enough to have helped. By all accounts she was close enough to see Titanic’s distress rockets. It’s uncertain to this day why her crew did not respond, or how many might not have been lost if she had been there. This is not the place for what-ifs. This is about what was done.)

Carpathia’s Captain Rostron had, yes, rolled out of bed instantly when woken by his radio operator, ordered his ship to Titanic’s aid and confirmed the signal before he was fully dressed. The man had never in his life responded to an emergency call. His goal tonight was to make sure nobody who heard that fact would ever believe it.

All of Carpathia’s lifeboats were swung out ready for deployment. Oil was set up to be poured off the side of the ship in case the sea turned choppy; oil would coat and calm the water near Carpathia if that happened, making it safer for lifeboats to draw up alongside her. He ordered lights to be rigged along the side of the ship so survivors could see it better, and had nets and ladders rigged along her sides ready to be dropped when they arrived, in order to let as many survivors as possible climb aboard at once.

I don’t know if his making provisions for there still being survivors in the water was optimism or not. I think he knew they were never going to get there in time for that. I think he did it anyway because, god, you have to hope.

Carpathia had three dining rooms, which were immediately converted into triage and first aid stations. Each had a doctor assigned to it. Hot soup, coffee, and tea were prepared in bulk in each dining room, and blankets and warm clothes were collected to be ready to hand out. By this time, many of the passengers were awake–prepping a ship for disaster relief isn’t quiet–and all of them stepped up to help, many donating their own clothes and blankets.

And then he did something I tend to refer to as diverting all power from life support.

Here’s the thing about steamships: They run on steam. Shocking, I know; but that steam powers everything on the ship, and right now, Carpathia needed power. So Rostron turned off hot water and central heating, which bled valuable steam power, to everywhere but the dining rooms–which, of course, were being used to make hot drinks and receive survivors. He woke up all the engineers, all the stokers and firemen, diverted all that steam back into the engines, and asked his ship to go as fast as she possibly could. And when she’d done that, he asked her to go faster.

I need you to understand that you simply can’t push a ship very far past its top speed. Pushing that much sheer tonnage through the water becomes harder with each extra knot past the speed it was designed for. Pushing a ship past its rated speed is not only reckless–it’s difficult to maneuver–but it puts an incredible amount of strain on the engines. Ships are not designed to exceed their top speed by even one knot. They can’t do it. It can’t be done.

Carpathia’s absolute do-or-die, the-engines-can’t-take-this-forever top speed was fourteen knots. Dodging icebergs, in the dark and the cold, surrounded by mist, she sustained a speed of almost seventeen and a half.

No one would have asked this of them. It wasn’t expected. They were almost sixty miles away, with icebergs in their path. They had a responsibility to respond; they did not have a responsibility to do the impossible and do it well. No one would have faulted them for taking more time to confirm the severity of the issue. No one would have blamed them for a slow and cautious approach. No one but themselves.

They damn near broke the laws of physics, galloping north headlong into the dark in the desperate hope that if they could shave an hour, half an hour, five minutes off their arrival time, maybe for one more person those five minutes would make the difference. I say: three people had died by the time they were lifted from the lifeboats. For all we know, in another hour it might have been more. I say they made all the difference in the world.

This ship and her crew received a message from a location they could not hope to reach in under four hours. Just barely over three hours later, they arrived at Titanic’s last known coordinates. Half an hour after that, at 4am, they would finally find the first of the lifeboats. it would take until 8:30 in the morning for the last survivor to be brought onboard. Passengers from Carpathia universally gave up their berths, staterooms, and clothing to the survivors, assisting the crew at every turn and sitting with the sobbing rescuees to offer whatever comfort they could.

In total, 705 people of Titanic’s original 2208 were brought onto Carpathia alive. No other ship would find survivors.

At 12:20am April 15th, 1912, there was a miracle on the North Atlantic. And it happened because a group of humans, some of them strangers, many of them only passengers on a small and unimpressive steam liner, looked at each other and decided: I cannot live with myself if I do anything less.

I think the least we can do is remember them for it.

caramelo was sold to adopted by one direction taty

saw a video about a singer who canceled the fireworks show at her concert because she noticed that a stray dog was quietly watching her performance and she didn’t want to scare him away and maybe maybe there’s still hope for humankind

❝ Brazilian singer Taty Girl left her fans speechless during a concert when she made an unexpected decision: she suspended the fireworks show she had planned to protect a homeless dog who was attending the show. While singing, Taty noticed the presence of a dog she named “Caramelo,” who was calmly watching from a distance. Without hesitation, she told her audience: “We will not launch any more fireworks, Caramelo does not like them. Out of respect for him, we will not use them. You can see that he is there quietly, enjoying the show.” Taty’s gesture was applauded by the audience, who not only admired her sensitivity, but also suggested that she adopt the dog. According to reports, the singer listened to the voices of her fans and decided to take Caramelo home, ensuring him a life full of love and care. ❞ Vía 🎥 tt/tatygirloficial

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Why are they naming weed strains like cocktails?

just encountered a corner of pinterest with some of the craziest cocktail recipes ive ever seen. i dont drink so idk how these would taste but the names and graphics alone are really getting to me

the question being what he valued most when he was 11: loyalty & hard work wins out (i've seen justice and patience also attributed?)

little man has always valued loyalty to your loved ones, wanted justice for his family, grew up in the circus and then proceeded to shape the future of heroism as three apples tall of kickass so you know he's putting in that work

I need to know something

I want to see how many agree with me-

i hit my head really hard earlier

im sure he can handle it

reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead

Hey guys let me tell you about advance fee scams

I hope y'all are familiar with these in this day and age, especially my artists out there, because they're incredibly common.

About half an hour ago I posted a drawing and tagged it #artists on tumblr, and very quickly received this comment.

My scam radar went off immediately, due to the generic blog name and lack of any emotion in the comment, but I decided it might be an entertaining venture so I dmed them. They asked for a drawing "of these", and sent me a random selfie. I got the details and told them it would be $15, and they promptly offered me $300. At this point I know it's a scam, but I play along for funsies and give them my paypal. Shortly, they send me this image for "confirmation" (I blocked out my email)

And they began to insist that I checked my email. I looked in my spam folder and found the following email.

This is fake. This is not a thing. And the "you're to refund the $200.00 back" is the scam. They send vaguely official-looking emails at you to "prove" that they sent you the money, then have you send them $200 (or however much the scam is for). Then, surprise surprise, you're out $200.

I continued to play along for a bit, and in the second email "Paypal" told me that I had to refund the $200 before they could "credit the $300 to my account", along with these lovely threats.

And yeah, it's silly. But it's not silly if you don't know and get scammed. So. Spread, please! And thank you very much to @mlaurel for the opportunity to get these screenshots.