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i couldn't rest until i made something this is driving me insane. so what if i dismissed your success as because of your hardships instead of in spite of them

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We laugh so that we do not cry...

Watch the full episode here

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Tumblr Tuesday: Women Loving Women in Art

It's Lesbian Visibility Week, an excellent time to be celebrating women who love women. Give it up for the sapphics, their muses, and the gorgeous art that honors them.

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True Sight

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Top 10 Fantasy High Dog Names

Based on how good they are as dog names, not how good the character would be to name a dog after.

10. Penny - Just a solid one. The Penny Luckstone golden retriever energy never ends.

9. Pok - Very cute, particularly for a dog with goblin vibes.

8. Baxter - Nice name that draws to mind Sandra Lynn’s faithful griffin.

7. Buddy/Bucky - You can’t tell me that these are different enough to separate them. They’re both ideal dog names.

6. Nara - Kristen was right. That’s a dog’s name.

5. Jawbone - Good name for a tough dog, hilarious name for a very not tough dog.

4. Tracker - I don’t think I need to explain this one.

3. Mr. Gibbons - This one isn’t as obvious as the others, but I just think this would be the cutest name in the world to give a dog. Though, perhaps slightly cursed given the character’s fate.

2. Digby - It’s a good dog name AND it has a dog pun inside. Dogs do famously love to dig. 10/10.

1. Kipperlilly Copperkettle - It reigns supreme. I cannot deny this. Ideally, four dogs named Kipper, Lilly, Copper, and Kettle.

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Night Vale had some of the BEST one off quotes that would just suckerpunch you in the chest leave you breathless

Like the one that stuck with me was this one:

"when a person dies and no one will miss them, the mourning is assigned to a random human. This is why sometimes you just feel sad."

It's been almost 11 years... It haunts me in a good way

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thistlecaster. to me

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cannon things about kristen applebees that make me in love with her:

has a neck tattoo of her ex's name

has an ipad

wears wranglers and a thong

willing to be fully nude but will not take off her sports bra

broke up with her first girlfriend and spent months in blanket burrito before getting buff

likes hot chips

gets queasy over gore despite being a cleric

cares so deeply about unions

listened to sermons on cd over and over again as a kid

has killed multiple gods

somehow is the one of the coolest kids in school

i know i missed some but christ im obsessed with her

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When I tell you, as someone who was a shit older sister and has been mending that relationship, Aelwyn's "She's a baby" kills me, sincerely, thoroughly, completely. every. single. time.

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i enjoy rewatching kristen’s scene with buddy because like. imagine your locker just got tagged and ur trying to be diplomatic about it because you’re in a public hallway so you try to keep appearances right? you’re running for president! but the sticker was of ur rival’s party and not even for her campaign. anyway you ignore that because this pasty rotten proselytizer has just mentioned to you apparently absolving himself of whatever horror his spells have wrought in assigning agency to..god? by the raising of his hand in a twisted form of praise? and your brain is going a mile a minute trying to connect the hazy frayed edges of thought he’s leaking out (grades are of the material world)(i pray before during after football games we win)(helio doesn’t make mistakes, kristen)(helio’s holding onto us tight)(they’re all gonna go straight to hell) and you are looking into a mirror of your past and seeing the zeal simmering underneath his gall now. how dare he? really? (every cleric has to have some kinda deity, right?)(i don’t feel any control over life) and in your head you see yolanda, who severed ties to her divinity to teach with compassion and a fairness that must’ve been in itself holy, dead. (i don’t hold tight, ‘cause i’m in someone’s hand.) and you worry about bucky, about what he could become without you holding him tight (i’m happy to look after him.) and your muscles tense up as you smile politely, a smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes stony, impassive, like the wall you’re building to keep this serpent from striking at those you love. (careful.) and you, ready to defend, say, i’ll fucking show you.

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i know this is coming from a place of like intense sexual objectification and homophobia and racism not to mention the world ending efforts of big oil but unfortunately it is so funny

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small part of a bigger wip i don't think i'll ever fully flesh out but i like it so i wanted to share. very loosely based on franchises like halo, alien, portal, etc.

Steve steps through the portal like a god descending from the heavens, straight backed and powerful, even as he's dragging Dustin kicking and screaming away from the chaos just on the other side.

"I won't leave him," Dustin is screaming.

Robin doesn't know if she's ever heard a more inhuman sound, the way grief and rage has twisted Dustin's voice into something other. And Robin's entire life has been dedicated to new and untouched worlds, to the pursuit of everything alien and non-human.

"Let me go, Steve, let me go! I won't leave him, fuck, fuck you, I WON'T LEAVE HIM! EDDIE! EDDIE!" Robin watches the way he digs his fingernails into the exposed skin at Steve's neck, unprotected by his suit, drawing blood with each rake of his fingers.

Steve is unfazed, his eyes hard and intense as he drags Dustin towards the quarantine doors. Robin can't hear what he says to Dustin, even when Dustin screams back.

"I HATE YOU."

It hurts her, because she knows how it's no doubt hurting Steve, even as he shoves Dustin through the air lock, sealing him behind glass and silencing his screams.

Steve should have gone through too, but Robin knows him. It's why she hasn't closed the portal yet, why she hasn't moved from her station to do damage control, to log the losses:

Crew Member Eddie Munson — KIA

She watches Steve instead, as he picks up his saber and weaponry again, pulling it over his shoulder as he steps back up to the platform, the static electricity of the portal arching up to meet him, like fingers begging to draw him through.

He stops though, and Robin could cry—unsurprised and still grateful that he treats her to one last look. It says everything and nothing, because nothing needs to be said, not between the two of them.

I love you. I'll miss you. I'll come back to you, in this life or the next.

And then Steve turns, and steps through the portal. Robin cuts the contact as he goes, killing the link between them with a sob tearing through her chest. She adds him into the mental log in her list:

First Lieutenant Steve Harrington — KIA

She only allows herself the barest moment to grieve before she moves. The entire ship will be cut off and isolated soon, until central command can guarantee the ship isn't infected. She only has so much time to get to a rescue pod. She only has so much time until Nancy—

"Robin."

Robin doesn't slow her pace, even as Nancy catches up to her, her hand on Robin's wrist. She doesn't let Nancy turn her away, doesn't let her slow her down.

"You can't," Nancy says, hisses, her ire hiding her own grief. Nancy always turns emotion into cold rage. "He's gone, Robin. You can't save him."

"I can," Robin snaps, snarling when Nancy sighs, like Robin is some overemotional child.

"Do I really mean so little to you?"

"That's the difference between us," Robin says, ripping her arm from Nancy's fingers. She turns on the heel of her boot, and it's the first time that she's ever dared to look down her nose as Nancy, Nancy who she loves, love to hold, to kiss, to touch. Her Commander off-world. "Between Steve and the rest of us. You've got everyone sorted so easy in your head, each one ranked higher than the other, who you can and can't live without."

"Robin—"

"And I do, too," Robin admits, teeth grinding together, the fear and sadness burning a hole through her chest, yawning wide and wider and threatening to consume her. "I do, too, and I can't live without him.

"But Steve? Steve would die for any of us, every one of us, even your fucking brother who already left him for dead once."

Nancy gapes at her, her pretty face pale and her eyes red.

"Steve would die for me a thousand times," Robin tells her, her voice wobbling, the righteousness bleeding from her mouth like an open wound, leaving on the anxiety, the fear. "And he'll die for Eddie a million times.

"But I'm not going to let him. I'm going to go get them both and bring them home and fuck you if you think you can stop me."

Nancy stares. Says nothing.

And Robin leaves.

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N/A - tallahasseemp3 / thoughts of a stray iii - m.a.w / The Devotion - Fletcher Sibthorp / N/A - sainticide / Your Best American Girl - Mitski / Kristen Applebees - caitmayart / The Sun Is Also A Star - Nicola Yoon

Saint Kristen Applebees of Cassandra; The Goddess of Mystery and Doubt

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The face of a man that's just been Zac Oyama'd

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The way Ragh sees Gorgug and Riz still looking like scared, kicked puppies and he's like "Fuck, dude, this ain't happen'. Look, I'm gonna text my mom, we can spend all day talkin' through this together. We're gonna sit down and have some good fuckin' food... it'll be great! Your Crab King is HERE. Everything will be FINE."

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You can only reblog this today.

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