Man Human Imprinting Is Crazy. My Friend’s Roomba Zoomed By Me And I Got This Intense Urge To Reach

I still think that my favorite urban legend/folklore fact is that there are certain areas in New Orleans where you cannot get a taxi late at night not because it isn’t safe, but because taxi companies have had recurring problems of picking up ghosts in those areas who are not aware that they are dead and disappearing from the cab before reaching the destination and therefore stiffing the driver on the fare causing a loss for the company.

david tennants so funny to me cuz  hes like. a very private and quiet person. and all characters they call him to do are like mr slutty mcthot

being popular on tumblr is like sitting at the cool table in the cafeteria of a mental hospital

Steve & Yusuf

I would like to propose a buddy comedy action flick with Steve Nedoroscik and Yusuf Dikec go on a road trip to retrieve Yusuf’s dog. There are high octane chase scenes, vaulting over obstacles, shootouts, and somehow friendship. Yusuf drives, Steve sleeps. Cameos from Anthony Ammirati and more. I just want to see more of them after the Olympics.

Café , Shanghai 2018

Praktica MTL50, Kodak Ektar 100

Christian Dior 2021 Spring Couture

France’s Ego

I love it when this fandom gives characters ego’s, but I’ve been sort of disappointed with France’s one. Everyone always talks about how egotistical he is about is looks, or raising other countries, or maybe the wars. But what I want to see it France being a little gremlin. Because fun fact, France was the first European country to re-build and re-plan their cities in the wake of urbanization. France literally rebuilt Paris from eh ground up to add larger streets, rows of trees, public parks, and boulevards. 

So I want to see France hold it over Englands head that during the second industrial revolution, that even while England was revolutionizing germ theory, France started the trend of re-planning cities to accolade more people, and that the rest of Europe followed France’s lead. 

I want France to talk to Italy about architecture near England to just rub it in his face that he didn’t think of re-planning the cities first, I just France to have a legitimate win that he can be egotistical about, something he did that bettered the world. Yeah he’s pretty, yeah he was on the winning side of both world wars, but he also esstainly started the trend of not living in overcrowded cities. 

Humans are unstoppable...Until they aren’t.

I’m not the most eloquent writer, but I’ve had this idea kicking around for a while and figured I’d put it out into the universe.

A lot of the basis for the “humans are space orcs” stuff is the idea that we’re pretty durable compared to many species, yeah? When it comes to physical trauma, we can bounce back from most things that don’t kill us outright, especially given the benefit of hypothetical space-age technology, and adrenaline is one heck of a drug when it comes to functioning under stress. 

But that doesn’t make us unkillable, and even though we can survive debilitating injuries and not die from shock, it doesn’t mean it’s fun. Dying of shock sucks, but at least it’s probably quick.

So - Imagine a ship, adrift in space, slowly being drawn into a star or something. In order to save the ship, someone has to repair the hyper-quantum-relay-majig on the hull or in the engine or whatever. Bit of a problem though- there’s a ton of deadly, deadly radiation (Wrath of Khan style) or poisonous fumes or, I dunno, electrical current, between the crew and the repair. Like, enough to kill most species instantly, so the crew is just like, ‘welp, guess we’ll die then’. But then.

BUT THEN

They ask the human. Because everyone’s heard the stories - you’re basically unkillable, right? Could you survive long enough in there to fix it? And their human goes real quiet for a second, but still says ‘Yeah, I could fix it’. And the rest of the crew is like, ‘Whaaaaaa, it won’t kill you?’ and the human repeats “I can fix it” (which isn’t an answer, but no one catches that, not yet at least), so they send ‘em in. And the human fixes it, they come back, the ship flies to safety, and the crew is thrilled to survive. If the human is a little quiet, well, they’re entitled after pulling off a miracle. Everyone else is just excited to get to the nearest station’s bar to tell their very own human story, cuz, ‘those crazy humans, amiright?’.

The good mood keeps up until the human is late for their next shift. At first it’s just faint unease, but- but they earned a bit of a lie-in, right? No reason to begrudge them some extra rest, even if it is a little weird for them to oversleep. They’ll be fine. Humans are always fine. 

(Right?)

(…Wrong.)

- What is… help. Help!-

- ake up! You have t-

- been days. You need sleep, you-

- nother transfusion. We could-

- out of sedatives!-

A week later, the crew finally reaches the station. They stumble into the bar, haggard and haunted. And over the next months and years a new rumor about humans starts to make its way through space. A rumor unlike any before.

‘Be careful with your humans’ it whispers. ‘Their strength is not always a blessing. Be sure they don’t do something they can’t come back from, because when a human dies… they die slowly.’