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hypatia-s · 2 months
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Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
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hypatia-s · 2 months
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This is the only tiktok you’ll ever need, I’ve made about 13 of these and I’m not stopping anytime soon
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hypatia-s · 5 months
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hypatia-s · 6 months
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As a European (in particular, from the South of Europe, where family is A THING) this leaves me both baffled and saddened. Here the familial structure is designed to support you until you can get by on your own easily, and even afterwards. Why would any parent throw their child out of home in uncertain economical/health/personal conditions?
I grew up with my parents' support. And I know that even now, that I am perfectly able to get by, they are there to support me if there is any issue. I still consider their house "my house" when I visit them, and my room is kept for me.
In fact, when my cousins (twice removed) lost their parents, at thirty, my parents supported them and helped them with the proceedings, and to clean things up, and now they're basically semi-adopted.
Family is important, and supporting your family members, in particular your children, is not only an obligation, but a thing you do out of actual love and caring.
The fact that children are growing up thinking they're guests in their own house, an imposition on their parent's lives and finances, and that they cannot and should not expect support from them once they reach 18, breaks my heart. That is a form of systemic emotional abuse.
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hypatia-s · 11 months
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Fic search: Vegaspete
I’m looking for a fic that contains Vegaspete, obviously. 
The scene I remember is that the minor family are going to the main compound by car, and Vegas and Macau share a car. In the car ride, Macau ices Vegas’ ankle to provide him some relief, as it is sprained or something similar.
Once they get out of the car, Vegas walks like he is not injured, faking being perfectly okay.
This was in AO3, as far as I know. 
thank you!!
Edit: Found thanks to @skeletaltoucan. It’s Beware the Devil’s brother, by Deathslights
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hypatia-s · 1 year
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Hey did you know I keep a google drive folder with linguistics and language books  that I try to update regularly 
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hypatia-s · 1 year
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bible + looking so incredibly soft in his glasses 
+ Bonus:
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hypatia-s · 1 year
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GOOD MORNING
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hypatia-s · 1 year
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[20230226] cr: beoncloud.official
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hypatia-s · 1 year
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ZLIBRARY IS BACK
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hypatia-s · 1 year
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Main family’s compound security *sucks* - do you agree?
So. I usually forgive plot holes, I’m not nitpicky. I usually handwave continuity things away, or illogical things, or whatever. I’m here for the pretty boys in overdramatic situations. Reality can go out of the window.
And yet. 
And yet.
In Kinnporsche, the main family’s compound is rumoured to be this highly secure place, the pinacle of security for a family that call themselves paranoid; with multiple protocols, high tech, lots of guards on every little corner. They have their own bodyguard twunk factory, guys. 
And yet, security *sucks*. 
So much. So incredibly much. Glaring sirens in my brain. It actually pulled me out of the story sometimes, my brain like: wtf is this person doing here. Apparently, one can swing by at any time and there is no one at the door, or anything at all. Free pass, everyone. 
Ken goes to the minor family house on a semi regular basis. For a place with strict in/out protocols, no one seems suspicious. No cameras detecting his presence in a hallways at times he shouldn’t be there. Nothing. Nope. Nada. 
Vegas goes to visit Porsche at the swimming pool. Much has been talked about the absolute unhinged behaviour that both display (re: Porsche grabs the champagne glass from the flat bottom; Vegas takes off his boots and then goes, pants legs and all, into the *water*). But no, what worries me is the following series of events: 
1. the dangerous, psychotic, murderous cousin of the family just swings by, late at night, and uninvited. No one detects him. No one stops him. 
2. Goes by the pantry, steals a champagne bottle. No one detects him. No one stops hims.
3. Goes to the place where they keep all the nice glasses, plates, spoons, forks and *knives*. Grabs a couple of delicate glasses. No one detects him. No one stops him.
4. Walks around the entire compound looking for Porsche. Presumably passes by the bodyguard sleeping quarters. Finally goes into the training swimming pool. No one detects him. No one stops him.
5. Finally sees Porsche, a bodyguard, someone that is supposed to ensure security. Porsche, instead of doing something logical, like “wtf are you doing here, I’m informing Chan”, proceeds to drink champagne instead. Porsche doesn’t even remark on the pants on the water thing. Both are crazy and enable each other in their unhinged behaviour. 
6. 100% sure Vegas leaves the champagne bottle right there, for the cleaning staff. No one reports it to anyone when they clean the pool the following morning. He leaves also a trail of water that reeks of chlorine in his way out. No one hears the splorch splorsch splorch as he leaves. No one detects him. No one stops him. 
7. No one checks the cameras, either, apparently. 
Pete comes back from his “holidays” in Vegas’ den of iniquity. A man, who is supposed to be dead, is clad in dirty, bloody clothing, and looks like several garbage trucks ran him over, goes inside the compound unseen and unstopped. Passes by the entrance unseen and unstopped. Goes into the family garden unseen and unstopped. The garden, where, I may add, the two oldest sons of the family are currently standing. The bodyguards reaction upon seeing him is to cry from happiness. 
Also, i’m not in the mafia. But if my head bodyguard with access to highly sensitive info disappears for weeks when he’s going to the enemy’s lair, comes back with clear signs of torture , and tells me a bold lie like he’s gone to see his grandma, I would not be taking him out for drinks, I would be extracting what kind of info he gave our enemies.
Look, I’m sure there are more examples, but these literally made me go: these people really need a security consultant. 
Opinions, please?
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hypatia-s · 1 year
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bible via @/hwangjune.makeup
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walking breathing living perfection
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BIBLE x BUILD. For Starbox Magazine (2022).
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hypatia-s · 1 year
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Okay the time has finally come for my "asking for science" post.
Please send me pictures of Bible's side profile!
(Cause I'm conducting a science experiment, for a friend.)
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