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bannerenthusiast · 2 years
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Saw your tag, what jokes had John Mulaney had that are transphobic? I can think of the drag Queen one on the first album but that specially about drag Queens. A lot of the stuff he wrote for Stefan was ableist , but I can’t think of particularly transphobic jokes on his three Netflix specials, is it in his new stuff? Also I am not challenging that you’re right I just would like to be aware. Thanks!
On Friday, during one of his shows, he invited Dave Chapelle to frontline without notifying anyone in attendance. Chapelle has made a name for himself as a really transphobic performer, and sure enough most of his material last night was transphobic, homophobic, and ableist jokes (one of which involved beastiality and an audience member's service dog). John purposely made no sure one was able to use their phones to record the show, knowing Dave would be making horrific and offensive jokes (as he thanked the crowd for not having a violent reaction). He spent the evening laughing at Dave's jokes and embraced him on stage afterward, calling him his best friend. There are multiple accounts of what happened and a few articles written about the show on twitter, but like I said, no video footage. John fully knew what he was doing by inviting Dave.
Here are a few more articles about it. (x) (x) (x)
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soundwave-superior · 2 years
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Me when people joke that my favorite character is homophobic:
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fazer-blast · 1 year
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A Small Follower Note
Because of the bot issue, every time I see a new person follow me, I get genuinely upset inside when I see that it’s not a real person interested to either get to know me, or enjoys what I post and reblog. On the rare occasion I do get an actual follower, I feel a big wave of happiness in me, and I don’t think I’ve expressed how grateful I am to have the amount of real people I have in my Followers list. From all the love in me, I have to say that I love each and every one of you who does follow me, and I need to show that more often.  TL;DR, if you’re not a bot and you happen to like what I post and you follow me, thank you tons ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
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sweetestdesire · 17 days
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Heyy how do you think jack, Luke and Quinn would wake up their girlfriend ?
Jack would be the type to soothingly rub your back to wake you up in the morning. If you were to be lying on his chest, he would gently trace random shapes onto your back, wondering how long it will be until you would be awake. If it’s been long enough and you’d be sleeping still, he’d quietly call your name, brush your hair back, and ask you to wake up. If you’d still be wanting to sleep, he’d just lay on top of you and kiss you until you were fully awake.
I think that Luke would wake up before you, likely due to Jack’s loudness in the morning. Luke would let you sleep for a few extra minutes as a courtesy, but he wouldn’t be able to wait much longer than that. It would start with his hand gliding across your stomach, that alone would pull you from the dream but not wake you. Then, his lips would be on yours and you’d be fully awake and responding. You’d always love waking to his kiss, you’d call it the sweetest thing since candy. There’d always be the slightest taste of cinnamon lingering on your lips after he kissed you awake.
We all know how lethargic Quinn can be. He wouldn’t be the type to wake up before you. But in the rare occasion that he would, he’d open his eyes, turn to make sure you were there, and slur out your name. Hearing his voice would wake you and you’d just murmur out a soft moan to let him know you were awake. He’d be too lazy to go to you, so he’d ask that you roll over to him. You’d roll over and crawl right next to him, and once he’d know you were awake, he’d pull you into a tight spoon position and hold you.
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babydollmarauders · 10 months
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I’m in a Jamie mood today, so enjoy these pictures I have in my camera roll of our Jamie baby featuring Trevor <3
I MISS HIM SO MUCH 😭😭
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verdaent · 3 months
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the exhaustion crippled her⎯⎯for just a moment, brynn wanted to collapse onto the floor and never get back up. it was unrealistic, to say the least; even if she didn't have things to do, she had people who cared for her⎯siblings, friends, children who would pick her up and soak her in love until she could stand again. brynn worked hard to make sure that never happens; she practiced resilience, fashioning a smile every day so that worry fell off of their shoulders when they saw her. it was a thought. an unattainable one, but one that she comforted herself with nonetheless. nearly a week spent in the hospital—time divided evenly between taking updates from doctors, watching over mary-catherine's ailing form, and keeping isabel from doing something that couldn't be undone or forgiven—had run her a bit ragged. driving back to her house for the first time in days, alone and in silence, had done a damn good job of letting the exhaustion settle in. and then she'd gotten to her door, stared at it, and thought, oh. this might crumble me. so she got back in the car and drove. streetlights switched, music poured from the confines of other cars on the road, leaking into the air and through her open window, the moon stared down at her impassive in its waxing. brynn's hand curled tight around the steering wheel. finding herself at the apartment complex was not a surprise. finding herself here was... different. she stood at the door, idling, wondering when she'd made the decision to walk to this door⎯⎯if it'd been a conscious decision at all. she adjusted her grip on her bag, sucking in air through her teeth. she couldn't put reason to her presence, but it wasn't like it mattered now; if laura was here, then she already knew brynn was as well. she knocked on the door, rapping her knuckles against the wood twice, paused, then once more, and let her hand fall to her side. she waited until the door opened and pressed her best smile to her lips. "hi!" ⎯too much. far too energetic. she was giving herself a headache. she toned it down a few notches and tried again, her smile softer, realer. "...hi. are you busy?"
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heavenlyhischier · 4 months
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idk why i have the strong urge to start a jack au as if i have already have a nico one that never took off 😭
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serethereal · 9 months
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omg hii‼️‼️‼️ur back:^) where did u go!how was it away! what’ve u been up to 🩷
brynn omg hi hi hiiii <3333 i cant see that emoji bc my phones not been updated since like. ios10 #techstupid but i’m sure it’s lovely and majestic… also i’ve been good i will send you a vn with a detailed breakdown of my twenty month (6 day) hiatus so watch out for that :-)) how have YOU been tho i miss u let. me in…
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jacket-enjoyer-69 · 2 years
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I love my partner and I love my cat but I'm in a fibro flair while trying to sleep. So my partner is seeking me for warmth and my cat is trying to comfort me in pain and every time I move away from the pair they get closer. Their contact hurts. I am half off of the bed right now. Help.
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hypnctics · 1 year
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@appetitc / adriana & brynn
where: brynn's home
"what was that song you had on before ??" raven brows furrow, head tipping back against the headrest of her chair. "you know, the boppy one. a girl band of some kind." it may have been a few songs before this current one, she's lost track of which album they're on now. manicured fingers clutch her glass tightly, raising it to her lips to swallow down a mouthful of caipirinha ( she's back to reminiscing about her forays in brazil and reigniting her love of cachaca, so it seemed like an appropriate accoutrement to their meeting ). "i liked it, more than this anyway. it had something to dance to."
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mandymovie · 7 months
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Autobiography of a Wound, Brynne Rebele-Henry / X / Blythe Baird “If My Body Could Speak”
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bannerenthusiast · 2 years
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SHE CROAKED FOLKS!!  🦀 🦀 🦀
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soundwave-superior · 2 years
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World's Collide as a made up title
Everest peers over the top of dozens of colorful helms, gaze sweeping across the celebration in search of- there. A familiar wash of blue and neon green soothes the spike of worry that lances through their chassis. And while the sudden curious ping from Cannis catches them unawares, their shock is quickly replaced by a wide smile behind their battle mask. 
It had been nearly a full solar cycle since they’d faced the likes of the DJD and emerged unscathed. Everest can still hardly believe it all. Over a million years of looking over their shoulder, waiting with stalled vents for the next pede to drop, for the news that they and their sparklings would soon face utter annihilation--the news had finally arrived, and they all still lived to see another day. 
Never one for parties, today’s celebration feels more than appropriate, now. The mood of the room is bright and electric, and despite their best efforts, they can’t rid themself of the grin stretching their faceplate. 
“You’re looking uncharacteristically chipper.” The alternate Ratchet’s turquoise optics flicker up to meet Everest’s, then down to the shimmering, fizzing energon in their grasp. “Is that concoction… edible?”
The administrator chuckles and takes a sip through an unnecessarily complex curly straw. “Why don’t you order one and try it out? The Void’s learned a lot from Swerve these past few weeks; they’ve nearly mastered the recipe for this one.”
“Hmph, I will stick to my own tried and true methods of becoming overcharged off my aft.” He gestures with his own glass of triple-distilled engex. 
“Not much of a partier, mm?”
“Not for a long time, no.” They’d have to learn more about that another time.
Everest watches Whirl scoop Hazard into his arms and plop him into his cockpit interior, much to the mechling’s clear delight. 
“Not that I don’t enjoy your company, but why are you here?”
“Isn’t everyone?”
“Mm, no, I believe Rodimus is currently pouting in his guest quarters, Megatron is ‘taking stock’, again, Fletcher is putting the sparklings down for rechar-”
“Yes, yes, I take your point.” Ratchet sighs, takes a generous sip of his drink. “If you must know, I’m avoiding someone.”
That piqued their interest. “And who might that be?” 
Ratchet heaved a sigh. “Cydra. He’s been- been- doting on me all evening!” 
“‘Doting’?”
“Yes! He even went so far as to try and convince me not to attend the party. I mean, really-”
“What- why would he-?” 
The shattering of glass slices through the pounding baseline, followed by a round of applause from mechs everywhere; the lightness of Swerve’s faceplate did nothing to hide his embarrassed flush. Even Ratchet huffed something akin to a laugh.
“Clumsy little mech, isn’t he?”
Everest’s audials wouldn’t stop ringing. A long-buried memory file surged to the front of their processor.
“...Damnit! Insufferable little-!”
The crunch of glass underpede as the mad surgeon stalked closer to the small, broken form crumpled against the wall. The light scrape of feathers against tile as said pede kicks the empty frame onto its back. A snort of disgust. 
“A waste of perfectly good parts… pity.”
Blue optics rose to meet theirs. 
“I suppose we’ll have to try again.”
“Everest!”
White digits grip their arm hard enough to dent their plating. Something cold and wet drips onto their right pede. Their servos are shaking.
“Everest! I’m here. You’re alright.” 
They gasp. Where was-?
A high-pitched whine pierces their audials, and they look down to see Cannis’ front paws digging into their thigh. He stands on his hind legs, nuzzling Everest’s hip, snowy coat glowing under the room’s multi-colored lights. 
The music suddenly feels deafening. 
“Everest? Come, sit, you- nh, wait!” Ratchet servo clenches on empty air as Everest stumbles forward, shoving their way through the crowded room. “Everest!”
The crowd fills the empty space behind them, and Ratchet’s worried cries are swallowed by the sounds of the music. It takes far too long for him to fight his way across the length of the room. 
Only an empty corridor is there to greet him. 
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A snippet from the MTMTE/TFP crossover AU created by @actuallynobutwhynot, featuring a moment between my oc Everest and tfp Ratchet. Cydra and the Soaring Void belong to Trumpet. Everest, Cannis, Hazard, and Beacon belong to me.
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fazer-blast · 1 year
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I think my favorite thing about making fnaf ocs is that you can design them however you want. The coolest ones to me are those that are like an animatronic persona of the person who made it. I think we should call them robosonas lmao
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sweetestdesire · 2 months
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Luke with a shy short gf that has a height kink. He would definitely make it his life goal to always make her blush only by standing tall and towering over her 🫠
Luke would love watching you get all shy and flustered around him. It’d be so easy for him to make your cheeks get all hot and your heart race, especially when all it takes is him peering down at you with a cheeky grin on his face. When you’d be leaning against the counter, he’d use that to his full advantage.
He’d cage you in with his arms, leaning against counter and lowering his head so he could kiss you. At team events when you’re talking to him, and it’s too loud for him to hear, he’d duck his head down closer to you so he could hear you better. Luke would be a teasing motherfucker, but you couldn’t deny how much you love it.
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babydollmarauders · 10 months
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Okay, but Jack being in love with Lovie’s boobs means everything to me as a big titty girl. Ah, I love this lil family with everything in me. 🥹
i totally didn’t make him in love with lovie’s boobs bc i’m projecting as a big titty girl— nope definitely not 🫣
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