Month: June 2017

Here have some lists based on my personal opinions

1nkweaver:

rattlecat:

shrineart:

Overwatch Guys Least to Most Fuckable

Reaper – I don’t want to fuck walking Mt Dew Code Red thanks. If it was pre Reaper then he’d be higher up the list for sure.
Bastion – I just want Bastion to be happy with his bird.
Roadhog – I can’t unhear the gross squishing noise they used for him in the Blizzcon Play By Sound vid okay? I can’t. I just can’t. If he had a bath maybe. But until then, I c a n ’ t.
Soldier – Maybe pre edgey soldier. Or post edgey soldier he he stopped being so fuckin crotchety about everything.
Torbjorn – I like short people okay? But tbh since he’s got a wife it’d never happen.
Reinhardt – Okay I’m not normally for big but like, Rein is a sweetie? I just hope he doesn’t yell during pillow talk.
Junkrat – Give that boy a wosh first but I like his enthusiasm.
Zenyatta – Very chill bot. So long as he doesn’t ask me to meditate we’d be fine. I can’t meditate for beans. But also what can those six arms do tho.
Hanzo – I would tease him for being so angry and kiss him to make up for it.
McCree – The relatable cowboy. Also I’m from the south so the cowboy aesthetic works for me.
Genji – He just seems like fun tbh
Winston – I have a thing for fur and I really like his positive attitude
Lucio – Okay look I love the cinnamon roll he was my main and he’s so upbeat??

Overwatch Gals Least to Most Fuckable

Widowmaker – I can’t take lady mcedgelord seriously and something is really wrong with her spine/ass/legs.

Orisa – I just want the baby to explore the world first and learn about herself.
Pharah – I know everyone loves her and I’m sure she’s nice but IDK man I just need to know more about her as a person??
Mercy – Feels a little too much like a mom.
Zarya – I know, she big, she lorge. But IDK she’s very serious and I dunno if we’d get along. I’d also be VERY intimidated.
Symmetra – If she could -chill- for five minutes then yes.
Sombra – Cybernetic enhancements. What can those do? Also kinda digging the attitude and her general aesthetic.
Ana – Okay look, I would do it. I’d fuck Grandma. Which is awkward given I wouldn’t fuck Mercy because she’s too much of a Mom. IDK man attraction is weird.
D.Va – Seems like she’d be a little distant but probably a lot of fun and also video games together???
Mei – Soft???? Warm??? Cinnamon Roll?? I can forgive all the times she’s frozen me and shot me in the head.
Tracer – THAT GOOD SHIT. SHE IS THE BEST. I LOVE HER. But I also love that she’s with Emily. Preferably it would be a sandwich situation.

Meanwhile, mine is less of a like, fuckable list and more of like “Here is the list of guys I would totally wind up in a bed with, regardless of sex or not involved” and “Here is a list of all the guys I’d totes be down to hanging with/drinking with”

All the peeps I’d bed:

Winston
Lucio
McCree
Reyes
Hanzo
Junkrat
Tracer

Everyone else is in the drinking/hanging category. That’s it. Clear cut. Simple. Good shit good shit.

Ink’s list of overboys least to most fuccable

Bastion– Bastion is just my good friend, I don’t want my dick caught in this

Reaper– He’s dead, and edgy, he’s like if someone was murdered in hot topic no thank you

Torbjorn– Married, short, quite a bit older, just honestly not my type, I’d love to hear his stories tho

Reinhardt– Also older, and I’m just not one for age differences? He’s really big tho…if he stayed in the armor we could talk

Soldier– Reminds me too much of my grandfather and frankly I don’t want him to criticize my fucking which I think he’d do

Junkrat– One of my favs but when I imagine him as a real person…twitchy, dirty, on fire…I’m a bit uncomf not gunna lie…

Hanzo– Very angry but I mean…he’s hot I can’t lie

Lucio– Famous. Gorgeous. Fun. Lets go

Mcree- I mean I just, yeah I dig the shtick he’s got me what can I say…I still need to see ~21 mcree tho (is that blackwatch mcree or)…show me that boy…UNF

Genji– Another fun one, tons of energy, mostly robot? Lets fuckin do this

Roadhog– Hes….  bi g…and a kiwi

Winston– Big. Also I’m a furry.

Zenyatta– Let me show the young robotic stud what you can really do with some prayer beads

hartz-timor:

little horizon zero dawn things:

– Aloy leans forward when riding her horse (sorry, strider) up a hill and back when riding down, like youre supposed to, despite never having ridden or even seen a real horse in her life

– the mount machines all have properly animated gaits, two-beat trot three-beat canter four-beat gallop etc

– the little smile she makes when it’s snowing or raining and she puts her hands out you complain about the rain but i know the truth

– the pine saplings near pitchcliff

– studious pallas

– the poetry inside the metal flowers

– aloy’s little comments to herself when she’s picking herbs/climbing ice/the weather changes/she slides down a hillside/etc

– if you ride right up to the cutscene trigger while tracking dervahl the game animates her dismounting and patting the strider’s side as part of the cutscene

– tallnecks, esp. how they’re totally oblivious to you scrambling all over them

– the fact that you don’t need the focus to track because the environmental clues (footprints, blood smears, cart tracks, etc) are actually there

– sylens sends you a bunch of information and then there’s about a second’s worth of pause and he just sends you the definition of corporation as if that’s the only thing that might be confusing

– those two mysterious named rabbits up above devil’s thirst seriously what’s the deal with them

– the really gorgeous sunsets

– the crouch idle where she rocks back so it looks like she’s sitting

– going back to visit Rost and you actually can tell him about your journeys (i cried SO hard)

– npcs comment on what you’re wearing

– the little surprised hop-jump-look animation the watchers make when you throw a rock near them

– overridden ravagers rumbling and following you around

– the fact that overridden machines have unique animations for fighting other machines as opposed to you

– PHOTO MODE

– the sound the metal flowers make

– Aloy’s little shrug when she drops the safe through the floor

– aloy shutting down all the dudes who try to flirt with her

– seriously she’s so blunt i love it the world needs more blunt pragmatic heroines

– “it’s a door”

– the hair physics and the way the sun catches in the edges of her hair

– big machines knock over trees when they go into forested areas and it’s terrifying

– the way the fog moves over the ground in waves

– aloy’s crooked teeth and bushy eyebrows and slightly chubby face and she’s stocky but also ripped from years of hunting like she looks like a person shes perfect

– the fact that the mount machines have the same base body but slightly different sounds and idle animations

– did i mention studious pallas? i love him he is Trying his Best

Who Told You (Now Listen To Me)

(Sung by Gravescratch, who, in Steven Universe land, is a custom-made weapon, capable of shattering gems with his teeth, swallowing them, and digesting the remains. He has proven this, but is not a cannibalistic mass murderer, he’s lying for that bit.)

You take all that you want and say, “they would have died
out anyway”

And while that cruelty may be true, selection isn’t up to
you,

Life and death and love and hate, and all and more that’s up
to Fate,

And I don’t recall you weaving any strings.

You build your world on the backs of pain, snuff trees and
clouds and dry the rain,

Order death and ruin by fiend and bruin,

But nothing’s really yours
to make anew, nothing but you,

Really now, who gave you the right?

Who came to you and said, “good news! You don’t have to be
in another’s shoes!”

Who told you no one mattered but you? Who told you it was
true?

Who came down from the heavens above, or crawled up from
places empty of love,

To claim that you were
all that mattered?

Who in reality told the four of you-

Oh right!

It’s just three now, one’s dead and gone,

And I must say that I don’t see the wrong.

Why not two, or one? Why not straight-up none? What useful thing have you ever done?

You say order kept, no, more like fear, hurting, twisting anyone near,

Raising soldiers, armies, vast legions, to die for your whims and to take new
regions,

So many more would be alive
if not for you, just can’t deny it’s true,

So what would happen if I took you down?

Oh, come on now, my Diamonds,

Sweet, illustrious, arrogant Diamonds,

So brilliant and proper and sublime and-

Oh, dare I say it, delicious?

I can’t say for true, I really don’t know, so I’ll ask all
of you,

What do you think you would taste like to me, My Clarity?

I’ve tried Rubies of carmine and Jaspers and more, all
shattered and sharp in bright brilliant gore,

Some you know of, and so many more, just couldn’t stop at
the first tasty four,

But I’ve never tasted Diamonds,

Pearls and Emeralds and Topaz, sampled the flavors that each
new one has,

And I’ve never regretted it once, not ever, not from that first deliciousness crunch,

Such variety!

Oh, I’ve had a full platter, but what does it matter,

If I’ve never tasted Diamonds?

I could,  you know, after all-

Your scientists built me to do it,

And that is the truth as truest

As they come, but oh, my Diamonds,

My shining, my lovely, my so tempting Diamonds,

Is that fear I see
in you? Could it be true?

I thought a Diamond was said to be, as perfect and shining
as perfect could be,

Certainly fearless, regretless the same, perfect queens in
the galaxy’s game,

A paragon shimmering light and reason, other ideas all
nothing but treason,

But I suppose that’s all a lie, isn’t it?

Ah well, I knew already, but the scent of your fear is so heady,

And you just shouldn’t play with your food, it’s quite rude,

Especially- ah!

Aren’t we a terrible shot when afraid? Such a shame that for
you I was made,

To tear right down whatever you said, to come out ahead,

Against things more ferocious than you.

Well I have, and I won, and I left intact not even one,

And it seems you’re the next on my list, you won’t be missed,

And I’ll wager they’ll crown me a hero.

How will that look, oh what do you think, a headline
exposing the link,

‘Tween you and conspiracy, ended so horribly, and then there’s
me,

Wearing what’s left of you
as a crown, up on your thrones
and looking straight down,

At the planet rejoicing your doom, with me as your tomb,  

Having just learned how delicious
you are- with not even a scar.

I’ll take you apart and swallow you down, in bubbling acid
your shards will drown,

And I’ll take your
power, your rule,

Me, who you meant as a tool!

Oh, such tasty irony, 

But not as tasty as you all will be, 

So now before you locate me,

Let’s

Just

Take

A

Bite!

astronomy-to-zoology:

“Hunchback Amphipod” (Iphemedia gibba)

…a strikingly marked  blue and yellow species of Gammarid amphipod that is known to occur along the coast of South Africa, ranging from the Cape Peninsula to Port Elizabeth. Hunchback amphipods are often encountered from the subtidal zone down to at least 25 meters (82 feet), where it often seen near sessile invertebrates like sponges or corals. 

Classification

Animalia-Arthropoda-Crustacea-Malacostraca-Amphipoda-Gammaridea-Iphimediidae-Iphimedia-I. gibba

Image: seascapeza

Source: astronomy-to-zoology