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#So let's set the world on fire
chuuowos · 1 month
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Tonight we are young
who else at prom? part two
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1ch1n1ku · 5 months
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"C'mon Sonny, Hurry up! The arcade will be closing soon!"
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snekdood · 3 months
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"if we make america worse and more of a dictatorship that will be even harder to unravel and make it the way we want the country to be, maybe then everyone will join our Glorious Revolution!" bb girl you cant even be in the same room with someone who thinks you should vote, how in tf do you think you're gonna unite people to fight in The Revolution with you? it's gonna be you and your 5 friends, i hate to break it to you.
#i dont think you realize how repelling you and your politics are to everyone else#you get all of your validation for how Smart You Are from your friends and ignore any kind of feedback that suggests you should#change or do something differently. thats the only reason you're so convinced average people will go along with you bc you keep getting#affirmation from the people who ALREADY agree with you- but you have NO IDEA how to bridge the gap between people who agree#with you and disagree with you. you're horrible at convincing people of your side of things outside of straight up guilt tripping them#or bullying them like a highschooler. im sorry but the tools you learned to survive with as a kid aren't gonna help you in this situation.#the ONLY THING you can come up with to bridge that gap is a bloody revolution. thats how bad you are at this.#and you're also so bad at this and unimaginative that you dont even realize how THAT might not even be enough.#you cant imagine ANY kind of avenue to getting people to change AT ALL outside of blood and fire. and thats why people call you#an authoritarian.#i'll be honest- i really do think the world would be a better place if we did incremental change under a democratic president who wont#set the world on fire vs the godkingemperor republican WHO WONT EVEN LISTEN TO YOU AT ALL EVER AND MIGHT KILL YOU#FOR PUTTING UP A STINK. idk if you noticed but if that evil fuck gets into office we are severely outnumbered if he gets police#n shit to go after his own citizens. letting trump win is making this battle so much harder than it needs to be.#you are choosing trying to fix the world while its exploding vs trying to fix it before it explodes at all.#what is this like a procrastination thing? you wanna wait till the last minute to try? idfgi. wtf is wrong with you#throwing minority lives away to prove a point. and then you try to tell me you care. gtfoh.#accelerationists should never be taken seriously.
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cryptic-bee · 5 months
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Decided I had to write Lizzie's POV because I felt like I didn't get my point across in Jimmothy's and I'm still insane over Seablings smile
anyways something something Lizzie wants the world to burn but a conversation with her brother reminds her it needs to be a controlled fire or something like that
does that make sense. do I word good enough
You can read Jimmy's POV here!!
It's not fair.
A blast of warmth consumes her as she enters the space after death, a stark contrast to the freezing temps of the void she'd found herself falling into moments ago, and it's not fair.
She hadn't even wanted to be part of these stupid games! But when Joel had mentioned another one starting, another period where she was left behind for Void knows how long, she couldn't stand the thought of letting him go through it alone again. It was bad enough, watching him lose his mind during the last one. Watching him lose it upon Jimmy's death, jolting awake in the middle of the night upon Joel's sudden return, upon his death. She'd never get that look out of her head - a fear she only ever saw at the end of the games, how he'd fallen into her arms and sobbed as she could do nothing but whisper to him and-
Lizzie sighs, picking at the loose threads of her dress. It's not fair.
Why her, of all people? Why was she always the one to forget, to be left behind? It wasn't fair. She wants to scream, at who she isn't entirely sure yet. But she wants to scream, to let out this stupid pent-up rage she always gained during this stupid game and-
And she's so tired. She just wants to go home.
Where is that? She wonders. She'd forgotten that long ago.
Distantly, she can hear Jimmy celebrating, and she can't help but glare into the nothingness. She can hear him being congratulated by other players and it's just not fair. Somewhere beneath it she can hear Joel calling for her, the only one who came to her party, but it's drowned out by the praise and it's like her death doesn't even matter and it's not fair it's not fair.
She shouldn't have gone to the End. She knew, she knew it was dangerous- Why had she done that? It was stupid, she knew it was stupid, so why-
Oh.
That's right. She had done it for Joel.
And somewhere she can remember being told to trust no-one, not when you're part of the Life games, and she's reminded of that look her husband had after that she can never forget. There's an ache, a flame threatening to spark beneath her ribs and she wants nothing more than to burn. But she can't, because the Void had claimed her before she could, and it's just not fair.
She feels it as a new presence enters the After-Void.
Lizzie watches, a match tossed into the already lit flame, as Jimmy celebrates his "win". Her death means nothing, she thinks. Her death means nothing because he wasn't the one in her place.
There's a part of her that wants to run to him, to cheer him on and congratulate him and he had done it! He had done it, because of her. She clears her throat, and it's a small victory when he nearly jumps out of his skin and screams.
"Congrats!" She puts on a smile, tries not to show how much she was hurting. But she lets the anger show. She wouldn't try to hide that. "You did it. Congratulations, Jimmy." Brother, she wants to say instead. Malicious and betrayed and hurt.
There's something painfully familiar about it, about being the only two left in a world only they were a part of. She watches as he reaches a hand up to his neck and her breathing hitches, knowing he must have thought it too. She squeezes her wrist to stop herself from doing the same.
"Lizzie-" His voice breaks on her name, and what right did he have to cry now? She was the one who died first. She was the one being ignored. "I wasn't- I didn't mean to-"
"To what, gloat?" Lizzie laughs, and she'll admit it came out harsher than she'd intended. It wasn't his fault she had died, but..She waves him off. "I'd have done the same. I mean- 4 seasons? You should be celebrating!" She wants to cringe, hearing herself speak like this.
There's an awkward silence between them, thick and suffocating and suddenly she regrets ever coming here.
"I didn't-" He pauses, and she can see the internal conflict he's having in his head. It was easier to resent him when he wasn't right here in front of her.
It's not fair, she thinks to herself. She hadn't chosen to leave him behind first, she hadn't chosen to forget everyone she ever loved, so why- Why was she being punished for it? She never wanted to, if she could go back to that lifetime and knock some sense into that stupid Ocean Queen she would in a heartbeat, but she couldn't do that. So now she had to be the one to be abandoned? It's not fair, it's not-
But he's looking at her with those sad eyes she never wanted to be the cause of, with cursed golden feathers and scars from death after death and he's scratching at his neck like he can tear it back and reveal gills long forgotten and-
It's not fair, blaming him for her sorrows.
So Lizzie, too tired to keep the flame alive anymore, just takes his hand - pulling it away from where he'd been digging his nails into the side of his neck. "It's okay, Jimmy. You made it. That's all that matters now, right?" Despite herself, she can't help letting some of that anger slip through.
Eventually Jimmy nods, gently squeezing her hand, and she does her best to not fall apart. "I didn't mean to make you a Red," He says after long minutes of silence, that inner turmoil never settling.
Lizzie tilts her head, a small laugh. "How many times are you going to apologize for that?" And she knows, she knows that's not what he meant, but she'll let him believe whatever he needs to. Because she was his sister once upon a time, and he still needed her, and she had time to be angry at the world later. "I already told you it was just a silly mist-"
"I missed you."
She pauses at that, and her heart aches for their lifetime in the sea once more. Lizzie can feel herself tearing up, but she refuses to break down - not in front of him. So instead she smiles, pulling him down into a hug so he couldn't see. She can't find her voice at the moment, and it's hard to navigate, now that her little brother has wings instead of fins, but she hopes the point gets across anyway.
It's not quite forgiveness, not for what she'd been put through. But it was a start. An understanding.
A new presence stumbles in as they pull away, stumbling till he trips to the invisible floor and shouting something about a...fence post? He stops, cuts himself off upon realizing where he was, and looks to the other two players.
"We're really bad at this, aren't we?”
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I think sometimes we forget the cultural impact that we are young by fun ft janelle monáe had in our generation
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jenniferchaulam · 10 months
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Draft plot ??????????????
Twilight born as a Twili royal An heir to the throne, who can read Twili runes (6 element system as well, but all can use) But he isnt magical himself -> the king tried to kill him, and tried to find replacement to no avail queen devastated, wage a war and magic become split into 6 by her grief majora uses the oportunity in chaos and tried to kill both the king and queen (succeeded)
one of the remaining light holders who escape the queen’s wrath lock herself so that majora cant escape but majora can only be defeated by the undivided 6 elemental magical mcguffin
the child is safe due to being sent to the future, and the kid cant be sent back
a time sage is tasked to find the child, and read the rune to defeat majora
time sage said “I cant burden a child, bruhh” and yeets himself 20 years later instead
and ask the light holders to create a time loop until he wins
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arsonist-chicken · 8 months
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Do you ever like.. get a sudden surge of love and admiration and just general happiness because of a friend, so much so that it's almost overwhelming, and you are just so, so glad you met them and hope you'll never have to let them go and get to keep them in your life forever? Yeah ❤️💖🐗🧚‍♂️🦄
#i should go to sleep#but these are the moments i wonder again if i know what a crush feels like and if i can tell the difference between periodical very strong#but platonic affection for a friend and having a tiny crush on them#oh well. in the end does it matter?#but it would still be nice to be able to tell the difference. if nothing else then to know when i actually have a crush on someone i'm not#that close to like that friend or that fond of#fucking hell god please never let me have to let them go. i don't think i've ever met someone i'm that comfortable around and around whom#it's so easy to just be myself#or rarely. maybe with two other friends i don't feel the need to hold back myself from blurting stuff out and interrupting them and#apologising and asking them to continue or just like.. say whatever comes to mind or touch electric pasture fences to see if it still stings#(it does btw but in a sensorally really nice way 10/10 would recommend)#why do amazing people often live so damn far away? last time i met a bunch of people i really got to love was almost lifesaving and#definitely mental health saving. we used to talk every day and now i barely know what any of them are up to :( covid really fucked us over#with everyone just trying to survive and stay sane. we really lost touch and now it#*it's hard to get that back because we're strewn across europe and brasil and the us and everyone's an adult with responsibilities now#i miss them :( gotta try harder to rekindle that#anyway @the universe or whatever fuckers listening: if you put me in circumstances that make me lose touch with her like with them#i'll set the world on fire. she's become far too important to me to let that happen#okay as always i couldn't damn shut up in the tags alright bye bye good night whatever my cat's purring now instead of snoring#scientists of tumblr invent a teleportation machine now. i want to lie in a park and watch dogs and read side by side and remember how good#life can be#mine
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deadbeatdadjokes · 1 year
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Rouxls having to do certain shit in secret despite being the single most conspicuous creature to have ever gleaned the face of the planet is something I think about. A healthy amount
The amount of divided by zero energy in this man is unparalleled. He’s playing 3836-D Chess with himself and losing bc he cannot figure out he’s actually playing checkers
Caring is a performance until Lancer comes along and fucks it up so not caring is also a performance and he makes them fight for dominance on the regular
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deadmothwalking · 4 months
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GUN TW
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destieldisaster · 1 year
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I don't actually think they had sex in the 9x06 fanfic gap i think they were in two separate beds listening to each other breathe and desperately wanting to hold the other but each too convinced the other hated them to even consider acting on it. They were hurt and lonely and PINING
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"We'll make it together, or we won't make it at all."
… Somehow, he thinks they both knew he wasn't just talking about that specific hell of a situation.
He made a promise, one he would make again in different words at a different time, one that he's kept to this day, as unwaveringly as the one he made then.
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I can be your cheesecake dealer. I haven't made them often bc they give me a tummy ache 😔 but I'll make them for you ♡
Anon, I would kill for you.
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omfg my poor sim just had the worst 48 hours of her LIFE dear god
to preface: my main sim is named skipper and their whole thing is that they wanna be SO famous (currently a 2/5 star celebrity). this story is sort of about them, but mostly about their girlfriend, grace, who was an npc until about four sim days ago and has been having a hell of a time
also i am formatting this somewhat like a greentext. idk why but oh well
> you are grace! just became sentient, very insecure about your relationship with your partner because it turns out you are a jealous sim
> your partner is a HUGE party animal and just left their own birthday party to go on some random tv show (the motive trials) and did not tell you anything (in their defense they also did not know what was happening)
> clean up the party and go home to your partner’s apartment you moved into yesterday
> whatnow.jpeg
> oh shit turns out you’re a magic user!!!!!
> hmm wonder what “inferniate” does
> THE FLOOR IS ON FIRE
> call the fire department
> YOU ARE ON FIRE
> fire department saves the day!
> you are now permanently traumatized about fire! 🎉🎊
> go to sleep
> partner comes home at 1 am, exhausted and about to piss themself, manages to get in bed but their needs are fucked
> you have work at 9 am!
> you were so tired you woke up at 8:30 but are very hungry but also don’t want to set more things on fire so you warm up a brea
> TIME TO GO TO WORK
> kfast burrito (that thankfully ends up in your inventory)
> first day of work as an interior designer! you have no idea what you’re doing but you manage to do a good job! (still scared of fire, worried about skipper bc they are all alone all day and have to work too)
> go home to partner who is still alive
> remember that you have to select gigs as an interior designer, pick one for tomorrow
> your One friend invites you to a festival but you decline bc you are With Your Partner Right Now
> wake up at 2 am to remember that it’s your birthday so you cancel your gig
> it’s also new years eve whoa
> skipper takes a vacation day so they can thr
> TIME TO GO TO WORK
> ow you a party hmm that should not have happened
> your werewolf client is FURIOUS for some reason but you cancel the gig anyway (again)
> go home!
> you decorate for new years while skipper arranges the party
> setting up the party is a bit of a struggle bc they don’t know your One friend so you end up having to do it
> party time!! the guests are a combo of skipper’s friends, your One friend, and a bartender you met in passing that seems cool
> skipper bakes the cake because they’re level seven cooking
> everyone is chatting and having a grand ol time and skipper is in their element because they LOVE parties and socializing
> your partner fucking DIES FROM LAUGHTER
> ON YOUR BIRTHDAY
> AND NEW YEARS EVE
> DURING YOUR BIRTHDAY PARTY
> IN FRONT OF THEIR CLOSEST FRIENDS
(at this point i am flabbergasted and looking up how the fuck to stop this from happening and attempt hella cheats, none of which work)
> everyone is sobbing
> scratch that, everyone except your partner’s ex, who has decided that now is the perfect time to work on her dj skills
> grim reaper shows up, you plead for their life, he does not care
> your partner is now An Urn
> fuck it we ball
> cast inferniate on the grim reaper
> he is pissed
> follow it up with deliriate
> hit him with inferniate again, catching yourself on fire
> grim reaper poofs
> the party goal meter is Still Going
> end the party, sending everyone home
> they all leave with “disappointing party” sentiments
> nofuckingshit.gif
> now it’s just you, singed, in your dead partner’s apartment with their urn, on new years eve, on your birthday
> the cake is still half-made on the counter
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forourtimetoo · 1 year
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Slowly realizing that one of the reasons dating is so difficult for me is that I just! Hate being bored! Like I just can’t stand spending time with people who I don’t find interesting and like no this doesn’t mean I’m not ok with quiet or with just talking about life but like. If you don’t talk about your life as if it’s interesting then what is the point.
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tutuandscoot · 1 year
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nothazellevesque · 2 months
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a man self immolated in front of the israeli embassy in washington dc yesterday. not just any man. an active member of the us air force. he live streamed his death, and said that he refused to be complicit in a genocide any longer. he said that compared to what palestinians were facing every day, setting himself alight was nothing.
let me reiterate. an active duty air force member burned himself alive because he was so disgusted by what the us government was openly supporting. he live-streamed his own suicide, so the whole world could bear witness as a man in his military uniform set himself on fire to protest his government’s complicity in the horrors that we have all been forced to watch happen in real time. he became a new horror. footage of the immolation blurs him out the moment the fire catches, but you can hear him. it is over in seconds, really, but you can hear him screaming. he shouts “free palestine” until his body physically cannot make any sounds other than guttural screams of agony. and then he falls silent. a police officer arrives and points a gun at his still burning body, shouting at him to get down on the ground. and it is over.
his name was Aaron Bushnell. he was twenty five years old. and he isn’t here anymore because the political ruling class has decided that genocide is perfectly fine as long as it preserves imperialism. in the coming days, people will try to discredit him. to say that he was mentally unstable. they will try to bury his actions to save face and defend israel’s propaganda. do not let them. aaron knew what he was doing. he knew what he was doing when he put on his military uniform, set up his twitch stream, and made his final walk up to the embassy. he knew what would happen to him when he flicked that lighter. do not let them forget. aaron’s blood is on the hands of the political ruling class.
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