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batshit-auspol · 4 months
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1989: Australian voting laws are changed to require political parties to have 100 members before they can run for office, after the Australian Capital Territory election ballot sees entries from The Sun Ripened Warm Tomato Party, The Party! Party! Party!, and The Surprise Party.
Even with this requirement, The No Self-Government Party and their rivals The Abolish Self-Government Coalition gain almost 20% of the vote, gaining 4 seats in the Capital's parliament.
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Romantic obsession is my first language. I live in a world of fantasies, infatuation and love poems. Sometimes I wonder if the yearning I’ve felt for others was more of a yearning for yearning itself. I’ve pined insatiably and repeatedly: for strangers, new lovers, unrequited flames. While the subjects changed, that feeling always remained. Perhaps, then, I have not been so infatuated with the people themselves, but with the act of longing.
Melissa Broder, Life without Longing
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tonythepizzaguy · 3 months
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a crooked touch part 30 - like a wounded animal
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c7-shiina · 2 months
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●Search the trail
F0(180×140mm)
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tornioduva · 2 months
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An act of will.
A little idea for a fanart i had (plus any excuse i find to draw something deltarune related is a good one uhuh).
Plus a little bit of making of for those interested:
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If you like what i do and would like to support me, feel free to visit my page on itch or donate (all links in pinned post)
If you too have an idea and would like for someone to illustrate it, i'm more than available!
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thepersonalquotes · 3 months
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I exist not to be loved and admired, but to love and act. It is not the duty of those around me to love me. Rather, it is my duty to be concerned about the world, about man.
Janusz Korczak
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hoiist · 1 year
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Know an Australian? Send this too them! Know someone who's spent time in Australia and has an opinion? Send this to them too! We can start a fight
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palatinewolfsblog · 2 months
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"Character is how you treat those who can do nothing for you." Attributed to Nelson Mandela.
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icubud · 1 year
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downfalldestiny · 9 months
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Sound like heaven 🌅 !.
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dk-thrive · 2 months
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You are alive. Be alive.
— Leslie Jamison, Splinters: Another Kind of Love Story (Little Brown and Company, February 20, 2024)
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bedtimescenarios · 11 months
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The Highway
Based on this trope that I posted about recently: Whumpee having to pretend that Whumper is their friend, lover, etc. around other people . . .
CW: Kidnapping, injuries, mention of death, blood, non-con touch (not sexual), implied torture, and I think that's all:)
Whumpee panted, clutching the side of their abdomen. They gently lifted up their shirt, wincing as their knuckles brushed against broken, bruised ribs. The pain was intensifying with every step, and their skin was turning purple in too many places. But they couldn't stop. Not now, not when they were so close.
So, despite the stinging pain, they started running again.
They had reached the highway a while ago. At first, they'd been thrilled. It was something they didn't think they'd see again after being stranded in that facility in the heart of the forest for so long. No cars had passed by, which they were thankful for. They didn't want last year's incident to repeat.
Suddenly, the memories flooded their brain. That same highway. Them running, the car stopping to help them. Then, the screaming, the blood. Oh, God, all that blood..
"Please, don't! They're innocent!", they had begged.
To which, Whumper had simply responded: "You brought this onto them."
Those poor people didn't have to die. Death was their reward for being selfless, for trying to help Whumpee.
They still saw the couple whenever they closed their eyes, haunting their dreams as well as their waking life. If only...
They flushed the memories out of their head. Right now, they couldn't afford the guilt swallowing them whole. The only important thing was finding a police station. They sprinted along the highway, ignoring the painful feeling in their limbs. It was definitely less painful than what Whumper would do to them if they were caught, and they were aware of the closing distance between them. Their heart hammered in their chest, their breaths shallow, as whenever they took a full breath in, it almost felt like their ribs were being broken all over again. Run, Whumpee, they tried to motivate themselves. Keep running, or-
"There you are."
Whumpee's heart dropped. Their head whirled around, glancing at Whumper with wide eyes. He wasn't that close, but he wasn't far enough either. If they ran slower, he'd catch up with them.
How much could they keep the pace in their condition? Not long, they supposed.
They thought about venturing into the forest, but Whumper most certainly knew it better than they did. Whumper thought this was all a game, anyway. The highway held their best chance, which was still slim. But hope - it clung onto them like a virus. So they kept running.
At least, until they heard a car honk.
Please, just go. Drive further. Don't look at me, Whumpee pleaded in their head.
"Hey, you there!" A young man's voice echoed.
Shit. Whumpee's heartbeat was going crazy. It would've been better if they'd just died in that facility. Now, this clueless man was at risk. They couldn't let him find anything out unless they wanted him dead. They had to pretend...
They slowed down, put on a joyful face, trying to mask how scared they really were. As they turned, they glimpsed the car, a blonde-haired head sticking through a window. As he pulled over, Whumpee took a few deep breaths. They smiled at the passer-by.
For a second, their smile turned into a wince as they felt Whumper's arms wrap around their waist. The man didn't seem to notice, though, as he just stepped out of the car. Whumpee sunk their fingers into Whumper's arms, trying to mask their shaking.
"Hi, can we help you?" They said.
The blonde walked closer to them, a smile on his face. His eyes betrayed him, full of suspicion and doubt.
"Are you all right?" He addressed Whumpee directly.
Whumper's arms tightened around their body. A warning. Perhaps a reminder. Whumpee tried to seem confused by his question. "Of course I am, why would you ask that?"
"Well-" He quickly glanced at Whumper, "-I saw you running, and I was just.."
"Oh, don't worry!" Whumpee said cheerfully. "I'm just on a run with my boyfriend."
Whumper propped his head on Whumpee's shoulder, making them tense up. When the man's wary expression didn't change, they added: "You know that marathon, the one that's gonna take place in Queens next week?"
He visibly relaxed at the familiarity. "Yeah, you training for it?"
"Yep", Whumper responded, and Whumpee felt them grin. "We're pretty competitive, ya' know?"
Whumpee hated how casual this conversation had become. They wanted to just break down, beg for the man to help them. But they knew better.
"Yeah, I got you. Me and my wife are participating as well!" The man leaned on his car door. "She's wanting to keep fit with our 2nd baby on its way."
Whumpee gulped, but their mouth remained in a smile. "Congratulations!" They said, and the man nodded in gratitude.
"Well, we'll look forward to seeing you there." Whumpee said, silently begging all the deities they believed in to just have the man, the husband, the father, on his way as soon as possible.
"Yeah, us too!" He grinned, getting in his car and turning the key into the ignition. "Have a good day!"
It worked. Whumpee thought. At least he's safe.
"You too!" Whumper smiled, and as the man drove away, they added: "I know I surely will."
At least he's safe, Whumpee repeated in their head, trying to reassure themselves.
As soon as the car was out of sight, Whumpee dropped their act, their eyes teary. But Whumper stayed there, in the same position, his arms tightening even more around Whumpee, who just squeezed their eyes shut at the intensifying pain in their ribs.
Whumper leaned in and whispered in their ear. "I see you've learned. At least, now, the only one who's getting hurt is you."
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nerdyperday · 5 months
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Day 2625 Kris
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pencilbrony · 6 months
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The Another Crabs Treasure demo is out on steam!
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c7-shiina · 10 months
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●tranquil Mudras
M6(410×242mm)
2022
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chifufu-san · 1 month
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